Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1910-08-04

more money. dare say you are laugh
ing at me-"
She shakes her head, and indeed.
there is not much sign of laughter in
her face.
But the idea is there, and-and it
haunts me. Lorrie, just tell me hon.
estly, was there any other reason for
your promising him to be his wife, or
you playing me false,
Il didn't play you false. You for
get"
Never mind. Don't let's argue.
Answer. Was there any other reason
beyond Seymour Melford's money!"
What does it matter"
Very we'll. beg pardon. | had no
right to ask. Pray forgive me-"
Lorrie's head bends lower, and Q
tear drops on the keys
Look here, If I thought that you
were keeping something from me
that ought to know"
Guy, DEAR" breaks in the languid
voice of Diana; will you take me for
a ride tomorrow"
What? / beg your pardon! A ride?
Oh, yes. Lorrie, you had better come.
tool"
Thanks" she says lightly, but
wistfully. 'Two's company, three's
nome"
Thank you very much, Lord Ken
dale" says Lady Collop; "but Dolores
has her duties to perform. Tomor-
rows the day we attend at the hospit
al, isn't it?"
'The hospital!" exclaims Guy, star
ing from one to the other (which
hospital, What for, Good lord! Lor-
RE amt going to be doctor, is she?"
Lady Collop shudders.
No. strongly condemn such un-
Womanly notions. But we set apart
one morning in the week to visit one
Of the hospitals and say word to the
afflicted patients"
81 beg your pardon Lady Collop
But to think Of Lorrie waltzing round
a hospital ward with bundle of
tracts. OF course it's-it's awfully
good of you, and all that but-Lor-
rie!"
Then he goes to Lorrie. II think
that's about as much as / can stand
tonight" he says in a grim under
tone. Good night Lady Collop. Good
night, Diana"
'I'll come with you to the door,"
she says, rising.
"Pray don't. Youll-youll catch
cold"
Put this shawl round me, then," she
says imperiously.
He does so, and they go out. AS he
seizes his hat and coat she says cold
ly:
Guy, l trust you are not going to
encourage that poor girl in her pride
and idleness."
poor girl? What poor girl?"
Dolores Latimer," she retorts, her
eyes fixed upon him significantly.
"Oh! Well, I suppose she Is poor;
but is not the proper thing to speak
of her In that way, Is it, Why speak
Of her at all If you can't speak good
Good lord, Diana! what
has she ever done to you that you
should treat her as you have treated
her tonight?"
."Have I treated her badly?" she
says, with a dash of color in her
cheeks. "'You surely cannot expect me
to be very gushing with the girl who,
having failed in her attempts upon
you, succeeded in entrapping my
brother"
"By Heaven, Diana, there Is moth
ing on earth so cruel as one womans
treatment of another woman she
doesn't happen to like! AS to entrap-
ping your brother, there may be two
opinions on the subject; you have
yours, may have mine."
"Of course you would side with
her." she says, with scornful smile;
''you always do with a girl once
pretty"
"Once! Once! There! Good night"
Good night" she says, having of.
fered her cheek, and received the kiss
which he dutifully bestows.
Restless and excited he PAGES along
the wet pavement, going over every
look and every word of Lorrie's, tor
turing himself by counting the good
gifts of the girl he loves and has lost
ct last, worn out, Guy is about to
cross the road to man, when he
stops half way, for he sees the strang.
er is, if not actually intoxicated, Ger
tainly not IN condition to afford any
reliable information.
With unsteady steps the man stands
for a moment looking up and down
the street, then makes an effort to
cross the road.
AS he does so a cab comes tearing
along and Guy sees that there Is
every probability of collision.
He shouts warningly, and the cab
man shouts also. Evidently con.
fused by the sudden appearance of
the cab and the sudden noise, the in
dividual simply stands still
Guy makes spring into the middle
of the road, trusting to the impetus