Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1910-08-26

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osher feet and put her handfon Ills
shoulder aaz ~ M
-Ah-nol" she cried in q stihed
voice: Mono, Mr.. Basil!''
Hush" he commanded her sternly
aud she knew him too wen to burst
forth into the Grief her. heart CON
tainedA Tempest in his tone. alone
had become the master who. although
he had given his confidence, admitted
no familiarity, however DEAR The
housekeeper trembled AS She stood.
and Tempest was the cortrnllsd one.
He said presently: @@ e '
You'll find some means to see Miss
Carew and to tell her whatever you
like. You will prevent her coming.
As for Tne"T he shrugged-'T am in
capable of. any further strength in
the matter couldn't be expected to
turn voluntarily from Heaven to
Hades." He smiled his peculiarly
sweet, gentle smile and rose to go.
Mrs, Henly followed him to the
door. When he had left her she fell
upon her knees by the little chair
he had used to sit in as a child, and
.wept for him and prayed for him and
determined that If there were hope
on the earth to rescue him, he should
be rescued.
It did not call for an .astute charac-
ter reader to remark the change in
Mrs. Ramsdill's guest The fine conn
try air of ---shire had failed to
,freshen or. keep the original roses in
her cheeks. Her walks to and from
the castle did not stimulate her 'appe-
tite. She was extremely altered, and
the little woman tempted her with the
best Of her homely Kitchen, fare in
vain. OAA 0' 49,,
Polly Ramsdill welcomed the un.
usual visit of Mr.. Tempest's house.
keeper with great Difference and relief
and burning curiosity to speak OF
the guest e& ajUi elWeI aHota
Mrs. Henly in rigid black silk with
q fetching little close bonnet whose
purple strings we're tied under her
chin had chosen to draw a veil down
over her countenance, whose natural
serenity was much disturbed N The
ven was notified a little, for even on
the way from Craven she had cried
through it. f5i .aFfHsa1 Hejttk
'The young lady's hin-just hin
from walkin." Polly busted a spot
less chair and stood alongside OF II
hopefully-not venturing to suggest
that Mrs. Henly, linger, but longing
for it. "She's never still, m; dc
think she walks her flesh of her and
her colors as we'll" gud9e nnA
you think she is poorly, Polly?"
well, m" coughed Mrs. Ramsdill
there's some as never does well out
of their natural hair; if it were a veg
etubble, I'd say it were witherin'; II
it were a child I'd say it were pinin'.'
Miss Carew would see Mrs Henly
the caves.
The American was before the BIZ
of mirror that reflected sky and mead
ow and her own changed face. Like
the Lady of Shalot, she had seer
strange things pass in the little glass
She stood with her hat in her hand
for she had just come in. Her hail
uuCOuHu6uJ seen lOT Iu0 urSL W
Mrs. Henly, Weakened her admiration
What lovely hair, miss, and such 6
lot of it,"
Polly was right-the strangers colol
was gone; tired as she had been the
day of her arrival at Craven, she hat
looked the picture of vigorous health
You're not looking as well as wheI
you came to England. miss
Miss Carew was well, it seemed
perfectly; she thanked Mrs. Henly.
But It's no wonder; you're feelin
the long. close writin' daresay."
Mrs. Henly paused, surprised to find
that for the first she thought of the
girl. She was young and vigorous
but what health and vitality, What