The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1911-07-15
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upon squares OF binding green. Mr..
Tabor and the doctor had gone
the city upon some business OF our
common defense. The house hun
sleepily at the heart OF the hot fore
noon, very quiet and open: overhead,
Shella was shutting about, with q
grooming OF soft Irish minors.
1T seems to be just case OF walt
ing" said /, "but the newspaper ex-
element Is blowing over already, and
we can trust Maclean to keep US
clear. AS for the detectives, II they
larrestCarucci again SO much the bet.
ter, provided we don't appear In II.
He'd be no more likely to talk then.
than before"
81 wonder II we can trust Mr.. Mac
lean"
.Fm rather sure of Mac said.
1T isn't that exactly; I'm not doubt
ing your friend; but even so, he
knows--knows absolutely that we
were involved In that New York dis
turbance the other night. Think OF
ali we did to keep you from even
suspecting something far less excit
Ing. And he's a reporter after ALL
and I'm no way one OF Us. or course
the Carucci side Of II. I'm afraid or
what he may bring out, perfectly re-
moved from US In itself, but that
might suggest oh, you see what
mean"
said. 81 want to know what's hap.
pening. But honestly. / think l took
the safe way with him, whatever hap
- haU
know what he mustn't say than TO
have him guessing all sorts OF things
with no reason for not airing them"
"Yes; but wish nobody knew
anything. We took terrible risk"
did, you mean. II spoke beyond
my authority, the fault is certainly
mine. Still, I'm not sure that I'm
sorry, and won't plead that meant
we'll"
She searched carefully through the
heap OF flowers. mo, you're one OF
us now--in a way. What you did was
ours, not your own Oh, I'm sure It's
all right anyway, and you acted wise
ly. Only I'm nervous about IL. ! sup
pose" She leaned back YEARLY.
do get SO tired of all this unnatural
ness. Why can't God let Us live Ike
other people?"
II was the first time I had ever
heard her complain; the first open
confession OF the weary weight that
had lain so long upon her eyes; and
| 1t shook me SO that for little did
not trust myself to speak. for fear !
should not speak quietly enough. She
sat silent, the light gone out OF her
as had seen II go on that first day.
taNI -
ing about up there all the morning.
You've got so that this nightmare
doesn't give you an hours peace. |
don't care what II Is. You know that.
You know that couldn't be troubled
by anything behind you or about you.
never shall want to know. But
want the whole right to stand In front
OF you and fight IT, to take you away
from this place and make you forget
and be alive. And you know that no
reason ------
do not know what stopped me. The
canary was silent, and the clock tick
ed twice across the hush. Then from
the floor above a horrible scream cut
through me like a frozen knife; then
another, mixed with heavy clatter
OF feet
w DOth oPAoh6 Aoi thC btuAIbB A<auy
chain.
Il only wish could be OF more use."
I said at last.
She turned half toward me: Some
times / wish you could know" she
said and her eyes of sudden glim-
mered and grew wet.
That was more than I could bear.
Lady" | cried, why can't know
What difference does 1t make? oh,
I'm not questioning you; l don't want
to satisfy my mere mind with your
mystery. / don't care what the ex-
PLANTATION is; I'm not after answers
to questions. But II can't matter to
us, whatever II Is. Nothing can.
When thought you were married,
that didn't change anything really. II
meant that / must 60 away, that I
must never come back to you perhaps
but even that was a little thing.
And nothing else in the world could
be as bad as that even"
Don't. Please don't make Il any
worse-oh, stop telling me--listen!"
She caught herself suddenly, holding
up her hand. The canary poured out
long trill that sounded like tiny
laughter.
CTo be continued).