News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1910-12-07

. wont profit by another mans crime
) nnS II II comes TO that I'll take m
fhare Of the risk and the guilt. What
| ever you do | stand with you Blu
wels hope for better things. It's n,
easy thing for me to go to Mr.. Way
land asking Il favor You see. hi
daughter is Well, IL want to Sc,
her very badly"
Bait eyed him shrewdly.
II see! And that makes it desd
wrong for you to take n hand If it's
necessary to get Marsh I'll do 1t alone
with him out of the way | think you
can make go of 1t. He's like a rat.
tler-somebodys got to stomp on him
Now Pm off for the trap. Let me
know what the old man says"
Boyd returned to the cannery with
the old mood Of self disgust and bitter
ness heavy upon him. lie realized that
Georges offer to commit murder had
NOT shocked him as much as upon its
nrSt mention. He knew that he had
thought of shedding human blood with
as little compunction as if the intend.
ed victim had been some noxious ami,
NAL He felt, indeed, that If his love
Tor Mildred made him criminal she,
100 would be soiled by his dishonor,
ana Tor her sake he shrank from the
idea of violence. yet he lacked the
energy at that time to put it from him.
Well, he would go to her father, hum
Die himself and beg for protection. If
he failed then Marsh must look out for
himself, He could not find it in his
heart to spare his enemy.
AT the plant be found Alton Clyde
tremendously excited at the arrival of
the yacht and eager to visit his friends.
He sent him to the launch and after
a nasty breakfast joined him.
On their way out Boyd felt return
OF that misgiving which had mastered
him on his first meeting with Mildred
In Chicago. For the second time he
was bringing her failure instead of the
promised victory.
Willis Marsh was ahead of him,
standing with Mr. Wayland at the rail.
Some one else was with them Boyds |
heart leaped wildly as he recognized
her He would have known that slim
figure anywhere. And Mildred saw |
him, too. pointing him out to her COM |
panions.
With knees shaking under him he |
came stumbling up the landing ladder,
tall. gaunt figure of a man in rough
clothing and boots stained with the
sea salt. He looked older by five years
than when the girl had last seen him.
His cheeks were followed and his lips
cracked by the wind, but his eyes were
afame with the old light His smile
was for her alone.
He never remembered the spoken
nor the looks the others gave
him, for her soft, cool hands lay in his
hard. feverish palms, and she was smil,
ing up at him.
Alton Clyde was at his heels, and he
felt Mildred dsengage her hand He
tore his eyes away from her face long
enough to nod at Marsh. who gave
him menacing look. then turned to
Wayne Wayland. The old man was
saying something, and Boyd answered
lim unintelligibly. after which he took
1lldred's hands once more with such
IN air of unconscious proprietorship |
hat Willis Marsh grew pale to the lips
md turned his back. Other people
whom Boyd had not noticed until now !
anne down the deck-men and women {
With teldglaSses and cameras swung
yer their shoulders. He found that
lie was being introduced to them by /
lildred. whose voice betrayed no {
remor and whose manners were as !
objected as If this were her own draw n
1g room and the man at her side q .
usual acquaintance. The strangers
Mingled with the little group. leveled q
heir glasses and made senseless re- p
larks after the manner Of tourists the
7orld over. Boyd gathered somehow
nat they were officers of the trust or
eavy stockholders and their wives
lie led Mildred to a deck chair and c
Gated himself beside her. -
"At lastv' he breathed "You are
ere. Mildred. You really came, after
~"
Yes. Boyd" "
And are you gad?"
Indeed l am. The trip has been s
ut doesn't seem possible. l can't be- w
eve that this is really you-that 1
q not dreaming. as usual"
And you? How have you been?" "'
I've been WE'LL guess I have. III
went had time to think of myself.
4. my ladyw His voice broke with y,
nderness. and he laid his hand gently ~
ION hers. '"
She withdrew it quickly. =" -
Not here! Remember where we -,
e. You are not looking well, Boyd. %
lon't know that ever saw you look ~
bad. Perhaps it is your clothes"
i am tired" he confessed, feeling 30
ew the WEAKNESS of the past twen- ~
four hours. He covertly stroked a Do
d of her dress, murmuring: you D.
> here, after all. And you love me, AN
ldred? You haven't changed, have
a.?
Not at all. Have your
lis deep breath and the light that 49,.