Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-10-25
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NE AST0RY Of MYSTERY
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He turned from me, and sat for lit
tie while gazing straight before him,
and / looked at his stern profile set
against the window glass. saw the,
shift of expression upon 1t, and knew
that he was thinking. At last, turning
to me again, as II there had been no
interval between his words. But this
much can do he said. Even II !
cannot quite get back as far as Lean
in honor to set this thing right. will
give myself up He waited moment
you will promise never to say word
OF what have told you tonight" i.
But" protested, then how will
they ever know you are innocent?
They won't
"Oh, but then you viii be-" be-
gan, with wall.
wait, don't speak, don't answer I'M
til / have asked you another question,
and the strong touch Of his hand held
me quiet. Suppose y I can't make It
come out right-don't you think It Is
better to make strike to get as hear
to the right as can, instead Of going
on, getting deeper and deeper into the
wrong?"'
YES whispered. Don't you?"
81 don't know" he said slowly. Il
only know that since have seen you
L can't 20 on. After being with you only
for this little while, after what you
have told me, can't go to her"
We faced each other in silence. My
hands were clasped tightly in my lap
but my heart went out to him in graf
itude and thankfulness.
Then, bending a little toward me,
Now. have i your word?" he gently
asked. u.
| could have promised him more
than my word in that moment
He smiled II know that can trust
you i have seen that you have loyal
heart; but this promise shan't cost
you anything. shall answer no ques-
tions. Now shall have to send mes
sage to Sonora Valencia"
"Oh, do not,".I begged "She will
stop you from going back. You don't
know what she is capable Of; she can
do anything!"
mo one can undo what yon have
done,' he said. "She will not stop me-
i must send her word to tell her she
is to go away on the lugger without
me-,
''But why?'' cried II am afraid TO-
have you go near the house. know
1 shall never see you again.
Come, you must be brave, am
only going to write line and slip It
under the gate. We must not be cruel
If we are righteous, you know
hardly understood his scruple, but
the determination OF his voice made me
feel that it was right; Thus reassured
the practical question rose as to what
there was he could write with or upon.
We should have to be quick, for al
ready the first pale change, which. is
scarcely dawn but only the fading OF
the deepest blue Of night, was in the
sky.> He fumbled in all his pockets,
and in the folds OF. his sash. We ex-
plored the seat and the floor of the car
rage. In my eagerness my cloak Slip
ped from my shoulders, and as he drew
1T up around me again, with nervous
fingers fastening the clasps across the
bosom, What is that?" he asked sud-
denly.
| put my hand down and 1t touched
stiff little edge of paper thrusting
from my girdle. ! drew it out. It was
my dance program. had quite forgot
ten about it. One side Of 1t was thickly
scrawled with names, but most of the
other side was clear. and the little
white pencil was still fastened to it.
He took it from me, and holding it
on the palm Of his hand. II wonder e
you have any idea what thing you are
asking me to do?" he said
/ did not speak, because felt that u
/ opened my mouth it would be to say
something weak and foolish and when
1 had put the card into his hand had
seen him hesitate; so knew that he
needed all my strength He bent hia
head and began to write slowly and
laboriously because of the swinging Of
the carriage: and letting down the win
dow I addressed the driver who was
hunched up like shivering bird on
his high seat. 80
"Drive to the Sonora yalencias
house." For perhaps an hour he had
been jogging us around and around
the SQUARE, and one would have
thought that this order would have
come upon him as a surprise. But he
only turned his head slowly toward
me. and then as slowly back again.
with movement that made me think
Of mechanical toy, then he guided the
horses heads from Washington square
into Lombard street.
/ had sunk back into my corner and
covered my eyes with my hand. DO
you want to read what have writ
ten?" / heard Johnny ask.
shook my head. felt that had
made him do something terrible, as he
said, l did not know how terrible.
did not even look when the carriage
stopped when heard him getting out
But even from where sat could hear
the beat Of the brass knocker. "A mo-
ment paessed, with, fear thick at my
heart; then he was back again, He
gave the direction to the driver before
he got in. and the cab turned and was
rafting down the. street, with speed
that suggested that the ;hackman was
at last stirred to excitement by the
name of our final destination We
looked into each others face.
"You would better drop me at Mont
gomery." Johnny said.
"No." answered. ri am going to