The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-08-05
CHAPTER Xxx.
The Man Who Rose Again.

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The Man Who Rose Again.
The servant opened the door Of the
drawing room, which. although the
sun had set. was far from dark The
time was summer, and the air was so
clear that darkness seemed impossi-
Bile.
Il will light lamp, and then | will
tell Miss Castlemaine that you are
here" she said
40. no." said Leicester, almost Gag
erly: do not trouble about the lamp
1t would be pity TO spoil the light
of the moon Besides, it is almost as
light as day. Tell Miss Castlemaine
that I am waiting here, will you?'
The servant went away without a
word; she did not pay much atten-
tion to the gentleman behavior. What
could be expected of these strange
men from the East? They could not
be expected to act like civilized Eng
lishmen.
"Signor Ricordo is in the drawing
room. miss" she said to Olive. 81
wanted to light the lamps, but he
asked me not to. He said the moon
light was so beautiful.
Olive laughed almost ner.ously
She had been in state of suspense
all the day She had expected him
soon after breakfast, and she won
dered. with many fears in her heart,
why he did not come. If she had
known all that had been in Leices-
ters mind that day, she would have
feared still more More than once she
had felt angry. To say the least, 1t
was strange that after she had prom
ised to be his wife in the evening, he
should fail to come to her in the morn
ing, and she realized more than ever
that strange dread of her promised
husband Besides, the thought of Lei
cester hado come back to her again.
She remembered how, after they were
engaged, he had spent every moment
he could tear himself away from his
affairs at her side. This man, on the
other hand. had spent the whole day
away from her, while only a narrow
valley lay between them. All sorts of
strange questions haunted her, and es-
pecially was she anxious when her
father asked her why he had not come
according to his promise. Every hour
Of the day she had expected him, and
when. after the storm had passed
John Castlemaine drove away to dine
at a neighboring house, a feeling OF
utter loneliness fell upon her.
But he had come now, and she hur'
ried towards him. When she entered
the room she saw him only dimly.
He was standing in a part of the room
where dark shadows fell. She went
towards him timidly, her heart beat
ing wildly She no longer thought of
Leicester now; this man filled the
whole horizon of her life. When she
was within a few feet of him, she
stopped Her heart became as heavy
as lead. Why did he not come to meet
her? why did he stand there in the
shadow without moving step towards
her. after he had been away all day?
You are come at last she said.
Yes. viii you come and sit by
me?"
Almost fearfully she did as she was
bidden The sofa ON which they sat
was so much in the darkness that she
could not see his face plainly; only
the dim outline of his form was visi'
Bile. He acted in a most unloyer-like
fashion. He did not even offer to take
her hand. She almost feared to sit
by his side
Aren't you-you very late?' she
stammered. is anything the matter?
She hardly knew what she was saying
and the silence had become oppres-
siye
Yes" he replied, something is the
matter"
"You-you are not i'll, are you
Il don't know-oh, no, certainly not
not in the way you think
why did you not come earlier
thi. morning, as you promised" she
asked 1t was not a bit what she
meal; tc say, but she had lost con
troll over herself.
= We been very busy-that is, I've
been pding out something"
What
I've reer making inquiries about
Le:rcs.cr."
'AhOut whom
"Abor. e'..,ter. I've dis20yered
something
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