The Dolores star., 1910-02-11
'. No trains out before to-mor.

ANo udihs out OSioiC tO7AsOs
row."
There was a moments silence on the
rart of the people in the trap. Then
the lady said: But there are other
trains. surely, to other stations?"
None either way tonight. nm.
reassured Mr.. Ramsdill
Tempest stood up in the cart and
shook out his hat from which the
water ran. Ramsdill at the mares
head patted her neck; the sweat run
ming from her wet sides was drowned
, back on her by the rain.
Il have chosen Craven, Miss Carew.
in order that might be quite out Of
the world: II has proved to me often
that l have succeeded. but never SO
thoroughly as tonight, There's the
station. an alehouse, and a few farms
you can't stay in any of them. Well
drive back then at once to warmth
and light"
She thanked him and refused to hear
Of It, II shall stay in some one Of
those houses If they will have me-"
He got out Of the cart
There's fire in tjte station, Rams
din?" =
Yes. sir"
LET me help you out. Miss Carew.
Please come In for a few moments
and let us see each other. and get
out Of this Internal dark"
She presented pitiable sight.
Drenched through, her hair clinging
to her face. her clothing clinging to
her like vine to tree. He ex-
claimed with contrition and anger and
drew her to the fire, into the red
glow.
You will be ill-your feet and
stockings must be dripping Drink
this" He had his flask and forced her
to take generous drausht. To all
she was obedient ',
Now" he said determinedly. you
must go back with me--dont retaliate
SO cruelty! Mrs. Henly will care for
you like mother. I can't leave you
here"
But wet. meek as her drenched hair
made her look, her reddening cneeks
proved that all Ter blood was not
beaten out of her by the rain.
You must leave me here. Mr.. Tenn
pest"
II WISH" he said impatiently, you
were not an American, and a modern
woman"
She turned her hands before the
blaze and he saw how fine they were,
how slender and distinguished.
II am both, however," she replied
with little smile. 81 have failed, and
l am going back"
Tempest. without further parley,
went to the door and called to Rams
dill:
Can your wife put this lady-Miss
Carew-up for the night, Ramsdill
Give her good bed and some hot
dinner and some dry things?"
Tempest had made of Craven aud
the Ford shrine for all the county,
and for reasons more human than for
his genius alo..e was adored
II expect missus'll be pleased to.
Mr.. Tempest"
Come. then," he ordered over his
shoulder to the girl in a tone as mas
terful as II he had not been beaten.
"Ramsdill has a very decent cot.
tage not half mile fror-l the castle
it's clean and well-kept and Polly
Ramsdill is a nice creature. I'll let
you stay there, or at the castle" He
waited impatiently as she put her
foot on the step of the cart. She
chose composedly:
Mrs. Ramsdill's. please"
On the long, wet way back he said:
I've been boor; will you forgive
me"
You have been most kind, Mr.. Tem-
pest"
"No-no-tell me. please, you for
give me?"
How can you ask It? I should
never have SO forced myself"
You do them am obstinate-say
the words"
We'll. then. do, Of course, forgive
you, Mr.. Tempest"
will you prove it?'
IF I can"
The Ramsdill cottage, type of
hundreds of low-eaved, vine-covered
nesting houses. sent out into the
rain its one ruddy star through a
small window-pane. AS the cart ap-
preached the door opened and a
cheerful ba- of light cut into the
dark.
Now" said Tempest, "one more IA
for, Ramsdill. Can they spare you
here tonight? If 80, will you drive
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