The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1910-10-21
| THE MAN she LOVED |
By EFFIE ADELAIDE R0WIANDS.


But Enid had crept away; sh
could not bear to stay and see tn
comedy played out. Her head ache
from nervousness, and her heart fro1
pain and dread, and when she reache
her room she flung herself on her bed
and burying her face on the pillow
she burst into a flood of passionate
sorrowful tears.
Two days passed. The episode o
the thief and his prompt capture hat
disappeared as quickly as it came t,
all but Virginie and Enid.
On the morning OF the third day
while Dare Broughton was in the pic
ture gallery finishing one Or two littl
odds and ends. Enid came in with
telegram in her hand.
81 met Parsons with this, Mr.
Broughton. She was asking for you
so, as I was coming up here,
brought it.
as he read the telegram his brow
contracted.
"My sister is i'll. l must be off a
once" he said, hurrieoly.
Enid looked round, her eyes full Of
sympathy.
"Oh, I am sorry!"
Dare gazed at her eagerly, but his
eagerness died as he read her face
for he saw nothing to give him the
hope he longed for so earnestly.
you will come back socn, Mr.
BToughton? We shall miss you very
much"
He came up to her and took her
hand.
And I shall miss you more than
[ can say" he answered, with grave
tender smile, that robbed the words
Of the meaning he put on them. Il am
honored and delighted to think l may
call myself your friend, Miss Leslie,
and 1 want you to promise me one
thing; will your"
Tell me first what it is" she said:
"That you will write or call upon
me at any time if ever you should be
in trouble or need a friend. 1t is not
much to promise, is it?'
"On my side, no; but on yours, how
much?" and Enid's eyes grew lus.
trous with the gratitude she felt for
this man. But, if it pleases you, Mr..
Broughton, I will promise"
He bent and touched her hand
with his lips, and then, making an
excuse about seeing the earl at once,
left her.
She was still gazing out of a win
dow, the smile gone from her face
and the look of pain creeping round
her mouth again, when a servant
came into the gallery.
Her ladyship desires to speak to
you, MISS" he said; "she is in her
boudoir."
Enid went at once, not without a
slight fiuttering at her heart, and
found Dorothy in loose gown Of
pale gray, seated at her writing tablet
Oh" she said, looking round;
"Gervais wants me to drive Mr..
Broughton to the station; it is the
sessions, or something of the kind;
at Loxton, so Of course Gervais has
to be there. I don't feel quite we'll
this morning. Will you go instead?"
"Certainly."
Enid waited. She seemed to think
Dorothy had commission for her to
10. But Lady Derriman did not make
any further remark, and after a mo!
meEt's pause Enid went away, and
was seated behind the ponies when
Gervais and Dare Broughton ap1
peared.
dorothy does not feel equal to the
drive, but Miss Leslie will make a
most delightful jehu," the earl said,
as he clasped his friends hand.
Come back soon, Broughton; you
know how welcome you are, old fell
low, and l am anxious to see my
wife's picture"
He stood and watched the carriage
bowl swiftly away, then with a little
,igh, given he hardly knew wherefore
il why, Gervais got into the dog
,art waiting and drove in the oppol
site direction to Loxton.
Half way between Knebweil and
LoXton there was a small inn, and at
a word from the groom the earl
pulled up and let the man have
took at one of the mares shoes.
There's nothing wrong, is there,
March," he called out, after mo-
ment's pause, during which he had a
CHEEKY, kind word for the landlord.
A trife loose, my lord; but think
hell stay till we get to Loxton."
Il hope So"
Geryais looked round at the animal
L little anxiously; then his eye caught
some one looking at him, and he
trowned half unconsciously.
This some one proved to be man
dressed i'll snowy, sporting-like FASH
ion, with huge cigar between his
lips.
If his lordship would like the use
Of my cart, he's very welcome" this
man said, swinging forward, and
pointing with stick to smart horse
and trap close by.
Gervais smiled, and his frown van
isbed.
Many thanks. l think | shall be
able to manage am much obliged
to you, al! the same. Good-day, Wat
son. Come along, March; we must
hurry
The stranger pulled on his gloves.
Poor devil" he thought TO him
self. PITY ain't worth much, but l
pities him all the same. He's mada
a mistake what many mans done
afOre; but somehow | think when he
finds out his mistake he'll go to the
wall as clean as possible.
He paid his bill, mounted his cart
and drove away in the direction OF
Groombridge.
CHAPTER XIX.