The searchlight. [volume] (Culbertson, Mont.) 1902-current, 1910-06-24

una = was . second before che
echoed:
What has happened to Mr.. Temp
est."
"Oh, nothing sudden"-Mrs. Henly
got the better of her nothing
sudden, no more than yesterday-or
that you would see-but he's i'll, miss.
| and my heart II broken for him."
Miss Carew said: II have seen
that he IL nervous and excited, but
thought II was q relief to him to
work. ! have been wrong. perhaps"
oh. no. indeed!" hurried the other.
Far from II, you have been bless.
Ing to him. good. dear blessing"
Her way Of putting II was sweet. and
In its form soothed the heartache
Miss Carew was beginning intensely
to feel. Mrs. Henly was looking at
her in a sort Of appeal, and continued
incoherently:
The day I let you IN. miss-I see
now that ! took IL On myself. SO to
say. sha'n't forget how you stood
there wet and cold like . child lost
In a storm-you was so eager, too,
and your eyes was SO bright, and you
says SO determinedly: I must see
Mr.. Tempest Do you remember?"
How she had ever been that en-.
terprising, practical, bold invader
Miss Carew was SO far from being
able to recall that the story did not
sound to her like her own.
And ! had just left him a halt
hour before shut up In that drear.
some room with his books, which he
wouldn't read, or his papers. which
he swore he would never touch
again. Why, miss, you made me thinl
somehow that night as you came il
OF the stories used to tell him wher
he was a boy-the fairy-taies-and
you gave me the feeling OF hoddness
as II you just dropped in with the
rain and was some kind OF q bewitch.
ment." Her mingled figures were not
unpicturesque and the listener did not
smile as she thought with o thrill of
what Tempest had himself said.
And / determined to send you to
him, miss. said: Harm him It
can't, and anything is better than to
see him so;' so while you were thank.
in me for being so kind to you, miss.
l was thinkin' only OF him, I'm afraid
what ! shall always be doing to the
last"
Lucy Carew could not question her
She felt no wish to do so-she had
a dread OF what message the woman
had come to bring. She was speed.
ing towards some point, and the girl
sat patiently before the emotion and
the love that struggled In the wrinkled
old face: but as again Mrs. Henly's
appealing eyes met hers she muir.
INJURED:
DO you regret 1t. Mrs. Henly--let.
ting me in2"
Regret 1t. my dear!" exclaimed the
other. "Ah. / don't know! II it's for
always, l am heart glad: II It's to
make him grieve and suffer more. 1
shall never. never forgive myself. II
there was only some heart that could
care for him enough. some hand he
would love that could guide him-but
to see him" She wrung her hands
and heard Miss Carew say in a voice
that sounded hard because OF the
speakers control:
Don't, Mrs. Henly. tell me any
more, please. would rather not
hear"
The old woman ceased, wiped her
eyes. and sighed.
Does Mr.. Tempest know you came
to me. Mr.. Henly?"
"oh. dear-he babe me come"
He babe you come"
Eyes. miss"
ITO do what?-to tell me whatr"
Il can't ever tell you, miss"
Miss Carew had taken her com.
panion's hands-her breast heaved
with surprise and a sort of terror.
You must tell me. Mr.. Tempest
sent you to me for what?"
But you forbade me to speak, Miss |
Carew!"
'of his illness-yes-but what does
he wish me to do?"
Seeking to evade disloyalty, and.
nevertheless, to accomplish her de-
sired end. Mrs. Henly repeated:
tTo BE coNTINuED)