Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1910-02-10
Continued.


Miss Carew leaned forward, her
hands clasped before her.
Il once read two poems Of yours
masterpieces. They were only an
cpilogue-any one could see that they
were the fo%rcrunncrs of O longer
work, the opening and sequence.
have eagerly beef looking for the 9th.
crs In vain!"
You are mad" he blurted out rude.
ly, and walked away from her across
the room, got in between table and
window, his back TO her. After a sec.
Ond he drew the curtain aside and
exposed the black, III Uncovered pane
10 the rooms light,
She was not, ~singularly enough.
frightened TO death. It would be too
Mr.. Tempest. She had 1t. however.
perhaps ] am mad. ! feel some
times one must be to comprehend and
BE- sensitive to certain forms of beau
ty and greatness"
Mr.. Tempest came slowly back into
INV iOollI boihlhB IlS Hdiu oESi lie
eyes.
VIII you tell them for me-your
public-that there are no more verses
to follow these? that there il nothing
whatsoever to come out OF this mud
died and miserable brain OF Basil
Tempest? win you tell them that
Tempest Is never to write another
line SC long rs he lives"
He was conscious that Miss Carew
had risen. that she was standing not
far away. She had gathered her cloak
on her arm.
no." she said distinctly, ~ will not
tell them that"
Ills eyes still covered, Tempest
shrugged his shoulders. Tell them
what you please. but will-you-go?
Now thank yOu-but gO-you are
very ~gOod-ycry good-and clever. !
hope ! shall not baulk your career
women should not have careers"
He heard a door close, the Dortiere
fall. He uncovered his eyes-he was
alone.
With an i%mprecation low and ain.
cere he stood for a moment. his hands
clinched by his side. his expression
dark and terrible. All likeness TO
genius and good looks-for It pos,
sesscd both-was gone from his face.
lie seemed brOOding on horrors. His
hair fell over his brow, his head was
bent. His eyes now showed blood
shot and full OF tears. AS strong as
he was weak. In mis- emotions, he was
now utterly swayed by them. Like a
boy, he brushed away his tears with
the back of his hand. After he had
stood so for what seemed to him a
few minutes, and was really a long
time, a gust of wind and rain struck
violently against the window and he
started. With no care to put his dis
turbed ~countenance In order for curl
GUS eyes. he went out to find Mrs Hen
ly In her little room. a corridor or sc
away.
Where is the lady you forced upon
me-, Henly?"
Gone, Mr.. Basil"
How gomez"
ION foot-and alone in the storm
Mrs. Henly's tone. II II could, would
have sent Miss Carew dryshod.
What folly and stupidity. Why
did you permit II, Henly? You use
judgment and discretion phrt did
you let her go for like that"
She would hear OF nothing else, oil
she seemed disturbed" .
without further parley he turned
on his heel and marched out to tn,
cloakroom, hated and cloaked him
self, and went from there to the sta
bles. Although II did not consume
half an hour--the putting betweef
shafts and buckling up OF the horse
Tempest FUN d at the groom and Will
nervous hastc himself threw In rub
Der blanket and rugs. 1t was pour
Ing in sheets when he came peltini
out OF the stable; the man threw loose
the mares head and the fresh beas'
started rapidly out into the roadway
Tempest had asked for a horse not
ably neither his fastest o best, bu'
u sure animal who had eyes for tn,