Montpelier examiner. [volume] (Montpelier, Idaho) 1895-1937, 1910-06-17


the main road that led to Cravenford.
Nevertheless, he peered, and as 1t was
far from dark 1t seemed needless to
lean forward as Tempest did to search
the roadside for so conspicuous an OBJ
ject as a pedestrian young woman Of
no mean height or figure
His horse pounded through the mud,
bit well in her teeth, her head down;
the short, incessant rain was a spur.
Tempest thought Of the high heels of
the lady's shoes, and grew hot with
shame. Feminine folly!" he NUT
tered. What modern twentieth-cen-
fury emancipation! A young woman,
not only independent, but secure in
her lack of convention! Fancy one.
of our grandmothers appearing in
/ fichu and curls and crinolines at a
mans house alone, unchaperoned!
Not only would this girl have scorned
me If | had dared show appreciation
| of her sex, but 1t would have been the
height of rufianism to have been gal
liant, the acme of ungallantness."
Yet as he mentally compared her to
the summoned image of the 1880 lady
Miss Carew lost none of her attrac-
tiveness in her plain dress, the sharp
note of white at neck and wrists, the
taille cambree, the svelte beauty of
her figure.
Its absurd" he muttered, this
emancipation of women! They've no
right or title to it. For example, now,
If | were not driving to her rescue.
where would she be, poor dear?" He
smiled. She would melt in the
storm"
AS before him the road grew indis-
tinct: Cad, | should have fetched
Melton to drive, can't make out the
| road. She must have flown to have
gone so well Onto escape the boor
| was-no wonder!"
| Here the mare SHE'D violently, and
in holding the cart to balance and
quieting her Tempest almost failed to
see the cause of the fright Out Of
the rain and darkness a figure on a
stone had risen
Miss Carew!" (she hardly recog-
nized the voice it was so full OF live
welcome) won't you get in at once
please here, at this side. / can't
help you, unfortunately-or leave my
seat. Can you manage it?-she won't
| stand"
Miss Carew displayed neither i'll
temper nor grudge In twinkling she
had climbed into the cart-was at his
side.
you will let me drive you back to
Craven-warm you, feed you, show
you hospitality. am chagrined, Miss
| Carew." He had started to turn.
ITO the station, please, if it isn't
too much to ask"
He was sufficiently impressed by
what he believed was the will of the
modern woman to not gainsay her.
Il don't wish to obey you, but ]
have no choice. Put ON this macin.
tosh, please, and cover yourself with
this rubber-there. over US both
There's a shorter cut to the town IL
you will tell me if there is a stfle--
just there it would be-to the right
yes"
Then we turn here and should
reach Cravenford in three-quarters OF
an hour. Hush. he said as she thank
ed him. TROUBLED / am ashamed ol
myself. Don't make me feel more so
Tell me, if am not too curious, where
you are bound for?"
TO London to-night-and to Amer
lea the day after tomorrow"
Tempest caught his breath. "Yov
mean you were serfoust You came
| ia In Iar1 "a 4.a
back on the first ship?"
Yes" she said simply.
But I never heard such venture!
Is all reporting work like that? Sever
thousand mile for
"Success-yes, she finished. =
suppose so. It seemed to them wcrti
it. I should, of course, have, sue
ceeded."
But you have travelled before-yo1
know Europe"
oh, yes" she said. u was n
school in France have travelled hu
have never been IN England
You must stay he cried enthusi
asticly. "England's a garden-thi
county especially lovely. Why. Pen
thuen castle is within two miles o
me-Raynes and the forest o
Raynes.'
Il know" said HIS companion
Here to the west. bow shelving to the nee
and she repeated one of Tempest
sonnets written IS years before. He
J manner OF speaking 1t was delightful
: undeclamatory, understanding, an
simple.
r He said nothing when she ceased
) He did not speak again until they ha
entered the small hamlet of Craye1
A ford and drew up to the station unde
a red lantern that swung from tn
caves in the rain.
Two men in raincoats stood smol
;, ing their pipes under the roof shelter
A At Tempest's Halo" one of ther
came out to the platform edge.
y rs that you, Mr.. Tempest, sir?''
3 yes, hold the mare. will you, Ram
! din?"
"Therell be no London train {,
i, night, sir-a haccident Slug Norge
: way. No trains out before to-mo
row."
= There was a moments silence on til
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