Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1908-191?, 1910-12-24
CHAPTER IV.-continued.

- mean" he said, quietly, that
have not written. as | told you. In
six months That, thanks to some
lucky star, am en- veine once more.
How long this will last don't know.
! may wake up to find myself an idiot
tomorrow. Tonight, at least,
codld write on until daylight. II there
is any merit at all In these papers
you have written out for me, let It
spoal, as strongly as II can"
lie stopped, looked at her. saw her
interest. and went on: 81 mean to
say there will be no more unless this
mood continues without interruption"
Still she waited. her face Dent n lit.
tie, her eyes on the roses in her
hands.
THAT unless | can continue as
have begun, dictate to you, as the
inspiration comes, shall certainly
fling the manuscript in the fire"
Miss Carew heard with gratitude
the rolling up Of the motor car
short as the distance was Il had been
ordered TO take her home. She stood
bcwildored His nearness to her, his
eyes upon her, overpowered her. She
longcd TO escape, and with no appar-
ent regard TO what he so selnshly
demanded she took a hurried leave of
him
Tempest, after Miss Carew had
gone, walked to and fro In the yel-
low room; rejecting on her, his eyes
still full Of the feast OF her he al.
lowed himself so freely to make and
which she with charming uncon.
sciousness permitted She was un.
conscious; there was no doubt of that,
otherwise she would not be able to
meet his regard with the fine, clear
look that made him liken her eyes to
wells of light. At the simile he put
his hands over his own that burned
and stung
III I could only steep them in those
cool depths bathe them there, hndle
their torch, as my minds torch has
been relit llenly," he ordered, when
the housokeeper appeared I'm answer
10 the bell he had rung. Il wish to
dine here"
Yes. Mr.. Basll'-as she would have
said II had he expressed the inten.
tiOn Of dining on the Trafalgar monu-
ment
And serve me yourself. will you?
Put few things on tray, you know,
and clear of little table. Don't let
servant come near me"
No, Mr. Basil" She looked fur.
lively about the gay box of a room
as II, in spite OF her eyes, which had
seen Miss Carew drive away, she fan.
cied her encOrnered somewhere; there
was sense of Intimacy and cosey.
ness In the little room where the fire
had slowly devoured every ugly black
ash OF the discarded picture The
pungent odors OF the roses. drawn
out by the warmth, still hung on the
air. This sweet.boX." as Mrs Henly
dubbed II, seemed suddenly 20 have
become very sweet indeed!
You're tagged out with the long
trip, sir. It's too much for a day
isn't it?"
It's enough and to spare. l shall
rest here ! want never TO see Lon.
don again" He had said this before
and II did not dismay her.
She noiselessly and quickly cleared !
on little stand and put It before the |
diyan where Tempest had thrown him
self
"Youn like early supper, sir?"
Yes, when you choose"
Wouldn't you go and have your |
bath ana get freshed up, Mr.. Basil? |
I've laid out your things" In the !
good creatures eyes that rested on |
Tempest with the respect that de. /
comm delcc.G2d, any woman would /
avn rscn the mute caress that could
ucVU be Expressed. as she passed