The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1911-11-30

one weakling under your influence anC
you let him go to hell without liftinl
a finger TO save him"
Even in his savage anger Bob was
startled by the effect of his crue
words She turned white and shranh
back as from heavy physical blow
She drew long. shuddering breath
"Oh. she gasped Il didn't believe
you could be so cruel. didn't believe
you could be so cruel"
Slowly. unable 10 take her eyes from
his. she rose and started uncertainty to-
ward the door She stumbled over a
chair and would have fallen had he
not caught her She pushed herself
away from him. shuddering.
Don't touch me; don't touch me"'
| He watched her. hardly abe TO com
| prehend the completeness Of his bru-
tality's triumph or the startling change
! IN the woman who had Knocked him so
often until she passed out Of the room.
And as she went from his sight the
sweetness OF his savage JOY turned to
bitterness I'm his mouth-left him to
face the supreme fact OF his life.
A minute later. mechanically.
ashamed and humbled by his own cru
city. he followed her into the hall, But
she had gone upstairs TO her room.
Selling his hat and coat. without
waiting TO put them on or to say good
by to Dunmeade, he strobe out into
the night
The mansion had been some time
sunk I'm the midnight quiet when Mrs
Dunmeade. troubled by Eleanor's non
Appearance. tiptOed softly along the
hall TO her guests bedchamber Flea
nor was I'm bed her bright hair stray
ing loosely over the pillow She was
staring hopeessly at the lickering gas
Jet Mrs Dunmeade saw no traces OF
tears.
She seated herself on the bedside
MY dear" she said gently. leaning
over to stroke the pretty hair. twill
you tell me what Is the matter?"
Eleanor restively moved her head
away from the caress. Don't pet |
me" she said bitterly. I'm not
child. but woman nearly twenty sew
en- years old. who has just been told |
she is responsible for the shameful life
and death of her husband"
oh" Mrs. Dunmeade cried in shock
ed surprise. did he taunt you with
that? My dear don't take 1t to heart.
We all know you were the one sinned
against"
Yes. that was one of my pretty fan
cies. too" Eleanor said In the same
bitter tone, until tonight. when ne
true That's why II hurt. let Leon
ard Gilbert go TO hell and didn't lift a
finger to save him. Only" she added
YEARLY. Il would rather have heard II
from any one but him."
ut is asking good deal to ask you
10 forgive him; but. dear. think he
Is suffering from some cause. Some
lay he will be sorry. He is a man
who hasn't yet found himself" she
concluded gently. But when he does
ind himself he will be a vastly differ
mt man. and he will bring happiness
o many"
Eleanor shook her head listlessly.
But not TO me. He despises me. and
lie will never relent. But | have no
The slow flush crept into
Ter cheeks, and she put her arm over
Ter eyes that Mrs. Dunmeade might
rot look into them.
Mrs. Dunmeade bent over impulsive
y and put her arms around her. My
lear child" she whispered understand
ugly. has it come to you at last-and
OF"
Eleanor suffered the caress for
minute and then gently released her
elf. Wont you please go away? |
rould rather be by myself" she said
'earily
Years before young girl, bruised
nder the ruthless heel of Bob Me
doc, had watched the night out. That
light in the governors mansion his
,ry repeated itself.