Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1910-03-03

both have the conceit of our wisdom!"
There may be something in that"
But 1t was decent of you to get me
out of that Italians clutches this after
noon. When l went over there l
thought l might find Henry Holbrook
and pound some sense into him; and
he's about due, from that telegram.
II Miss Pat won't soften her heart I'd
better buy him off," he added refec-
lively.
We walked the long length Of the
hall into the library, and had just
lighted our cigars when the butler
sought me.
Beg pardon, the telephone, sir"
My distrust of the telephone is so
deep seated that l had forgotten the
existence Of the instrument in Glen
arm house, where, l now learned, 1t
was tucked away in the buffers pan
try for the convenience Of the house
keeper in ordering supplies from the
village. After a moments parley
woman's voice addressed me distinctly
"a voice that at once arrested and
held all my thoughts. My replies
were, fear, somewhat breathless and
wholly stupid.
This is Rosalind; do you remember
me-"
Yes; I remember; remember
nothing else!" / declared. lima had
closed the door behind me, and was
alone with the voice-a voice that
| spoke to me of the summer night, and
of low winds murmuring across star
ry waters. . IS .-s.- ..'..-.-.
81 am going away. The Rosalind
you remember is going a long way
from the lake and you will never see
her again"
But you have an engagement;
when the new moon"
| But the little feather of the new
moon is under cloud, and you cannot
see It; and Rosalind must always be
Helen now"
But this won't do, Rosalind. Ours
was more than an engagement; it was
a solemn compact" insisted.
"Oh, not so very solemn" she
laughed. "And then you have the
other girl that isn't just me-the girl
of the daylight, that you ride and sal
with and play tennis with
"Oh, I haven't her; 1 don't want
her"
"Treacherous man! Volatile Irish
mani"
Marvellous, adorable Rosalind!"
THAT will do, Mr.. Donovan"-anC
then with a quick change of tone SHIT
asked abruptly:
| you are not afraid of trouble, ar,
= your"
81 live for nothing else!"
!, you are not so pledged to the M
2 you play tennis with that you canno
I serve Rosalind If she asks it?"
:, mo; you have only to ask. But
must see you once more-as Rose
I lind!"
stop being silly, and listen care
l fully" And ! thought heard so
! in the moments silence before sh
spoke.
Il want you to go, at once, to tn
house of the boat-maker on Tippect
:. noe creek; go as fast as you cant" sh
y implored.
= "To the house of the man who call
II himself Hartridge, the canoe-maker, q
. Red Cater"
$ Eyes; you must see that no harr
n comes to him tonight"
n There was no mistaking now tn
e sobs that broke her sentences, and m
h mind was so a-whirl with question
that stammered incoherently.
d Twill you go-will you go?" she d.
manded in a voice so low and broke
II that I scarcely heard.
TX Eyes, at once" and the voice val
4. ished, and while / still stood starin
ii at the instrument the operator at Al
10 Mandate blandly asked me what numbt
Iy l wanted. The thread had snappe
re and the spell was broken. l stare
,; helplessly at the thing OF wood an
wire for half minute; then the girl
IS appeal and my promise rose in m
III mind distinct from all else. / ordere
r. my horse before returning to the
brary, where Gillespie was coolly tur
III ing over the magazines on the tabl
Ye I was still dazed, and something In n