Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1910-10-25
CHAPTER X-Continued.

STOOD what had happened. The quar-
ter moon was rising, and everything
was filmed with her dim silver. For
little looked up at him quite con-
tentedly, with feeling of peace at my
heart that had not felt since had
first seen him. "Of course believe
you" said. II was only SO frightened.
be cause in the court you wouldn't
speak, and no one would speak for
you and explain how it happened. 1t
made it seem as IL you were the one.
That was why every one thought So.
He smiled rather grimly. Eyes, that
is what supposed
but now you will 60 back, you will
tell them how it really happened, you
will be proved innocent Z,
Il can't be proved innocent" he an
swered harshly. There is nothing here
for me-" Yet all the while he looked at
me SO wistfully that 1t was hard to un-
derstand.
But there is T." said. Doesn't it
matter to you that care?"
He did not move or speak, only kept
looking down at me with those dark
hollows of his eyes, not q glimmer OF
light moved in them that I could see,
and, listening to. the deep come-and-go
Of his breathing, ] felt frightened.
mo, never thought, never
dreamed such thing was possible"
he said at last, in a queer, shocked,
half-awed voice. you don't know what
you are talking about, child" and he
leaned forward, resting his elbow on
his knee and his forehead in his hand.
"But do know. care terribly. All
these days when haven't known what
had become Of you L have been under
standing it, and am glad said 1t"
put my hand on his, which rested on
the seat beside me.
He shook it of, pushed 1T away from
him. No. don't do that" he said quick
ly. Don't tel me that it is SO. You
are too good for it," Then he said
slowly, measuring every word as II
he meant 1 should clearly understand:
sThis comes too late for me. have
gone too far in the wrong direction.
and now / am going away with the
Spanish woman"
mo, no, no!"I cried vehemently.,
sYou must not! You are too good for
that"
mo, that is all am good for now.
And she has done everything for me.
That sortie at the court house was
hers. She has kept me hidden in her
house all these days; and, when that
was searched, in the convent garden.
She has. chartered aslugger to take US
to Mexico. 1t is+lying out in the bay.
now, on the other side of Chestnut
street hill. She has slipped me out OF,
her house with a group Of her poems
for a screen. am going abroad now.
She Is coming out at dawn" He lifted
his head and looked at me again,
smiling little. And II your con-
science can keep you from reporting
this before eight o'clock this morning
we shall be SAFE"
He said it in mOnotOnous, dull tone,
as IL there were no longer any ques-
ton about 1t, as If for some reason the
thing were irrevocable. And yet !
couldn't understand why. There was no
reason in it at all that I could see.
I had the dreadful sense of fighting
something invisible.
But all that she has done for YOU.
I insisted, hasn't made any one happy.
It has only kept making things worse
anu igWOISS LOl yOu anu OSCly OAAS SAoSS
and finally it has made you coward.
How that made him vince! That's
not quite the fact, that's too ugly he
said quickly. Il can't let you think that.
it isn't all my weakness. 1t is partly
that owe it to her. / am bound to do
this, just as you were bound to speak
the truth in court You won't under
stand it, know, for to you the world
is black and white, and each incident
stands by itself. But as man lives.
these incidents are interviewer like
the links of chain, each one depend
ing on the Others, SO that sometimes
what appears to be bad thing Is real.
ly the only decent thing If one knows
the circumstances"
"But it is because You are only look
ing at little string of wrong things,
that the last one of them looks right,
because it's like the Others" said. III
you go back to the big wrong that
started them all and straighten it out,
you will see that everything that fol
lows will straighten ITSELF v
He threw back his head. looking
down at me with an expression I could
not make out, astonished incredulous
and half ashamed "Out Of the mouths
Of babes thought that was what
he said very softly. Then. and this
great wrong, Miss Fenwfck?"
l was conscious that somehow had
gained an advantage, and I kent my
eyes upon him as If in such fashion
/ could. hold 1T tight. "You must tell
them how Martin Rood really died."
"Ah, never!" The word rang with
such unexpected finality that all my
hope went tumbling at the sound
"Oh. he loves her, he loves her."
thought, and my pleading became the
pleading of despair EYES,. yes, you
will go back, if not for my sake then
for your own, and tell them what you
have told me, and the rest of 1t; and
I know everything will come out
right
He still kept gazing at me with that
puzzling expression, only now there
seemed to be more Of tenderness than
of incredulity in 1t. "You seem to have
great faith in things coming out right"
'sOh. but it's true" urged. "They
will, if only you will go back and face
the thing
Slowly he shook his head. eyes, it
poa v bo fr1ip If NAV even he unrlSaJ,Ie