The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-08-25


said We may stay some time. But
won't you tell me about yourself
how you happened to come here?'
He had seated himself beside her
but not too near. 1t seemed to him
that she was like some beautiful
wild bird; fearless enough, but like
" to take flight at too close an ap-
proach. The moonlight fell upon her
face: the soft breeze, laden with
the faint perfume Of the sea and
the flowers. gently stirred the soft
tendris of the dark hair clustering
on her forehead. Her beauty stole
over his senses, held them captive,
ana set his pulses beating thickly.
She shrugged her shoulders and
smiled
1T is simple" she said. My faith.
e. brought me here We left the mill
suddenly one evening do not know
why. Perhaps he could not get Il
living there
"But-but surely it must ca poor
kind OF living to be got here" he
suggested.
She made a movements with her
hand
"One does not want much she
said, as if the matter were of no
Importance.
You have mouse"
Yes. 1t was here when We came.
My father built it a long while ago,
! think he lived here before | was
born"
viii you let me so with you and
see him. asked Ronald.
The question seemed to rouse her
from her reverie. She turned her face
to him quickly, with sudden gray
ity and earnestness.
NO" she said. You must not come.
lie is not nome yet; he has gone
fishing; You must not come again.
'But--' began Ronald.
She cut mis- remonstrance short.
/ MY father does not like trespas-
sers," she said. He would be angry
If he found you here. You had bet
ter go before he returns"
Ronald regarded her with aston
ishment and disappointment.
I DO you mean to tell me that youI
father does not permit any one to
land here--that you never see any
one, never have a visitor?"
NO" she said. "Oh, yes there
is a man who helps my father some
times. he is deaf and dumb Some
times a boat from one of the steam
egs will row in-'the people do no
come beyond the landing pface-and
sometimes the market people vii
come over from Messina; but they
do not come often, and my fathei
does not like them to land
It's most extraordinary" said
/ Ronald. under his breath and staring
at her. And you live here with only
your father and a servant girl foi
company, Why, 1t is worse than
/ the moor. How can you exist? What
do you do to kill the time?'
She stretched out her arms. with
the palms of her hands upwards
and made a little sweeping gesture
The time passes. go IN the boat
to the fishing sometimes; and | he'll
Nita.-But you had better go.
"A minute-.a moment or two !ong
er!" he pleaded What else? Yor
read?"
Yes" she said wistfully; but
nave only a few books the capidir
Of the ketch gave me, and llmo9
know them by heart"
You like books?' he said, VII
suppressed eagerness.
She nodded.
Yes; now. One time | didn't care
didn't know anything about them
but d lady lent me some
"Here?' he put in every de'ai
of her life had a surprising intereS
Tor him
NO. on the moor" said Cara
with a sigh. She drove across IN
moor one day and stopped a. IN
mil, and was very kind to me. sh
was the great lady from the Hal
Miss Desborough.'
Ronald was too amazed for speecI
EVELYN, He took off his cap. an
rubbed his head in confused iasf
ion
She was very. very kind TO me,
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