, 1911-11-02

hight. That's common sense said
he appreciatively, pulling u his watch
again Now. Mrs. Mason will show
you to your room. l must go TO meet
MIR. Temple. Suppose he'll wish to see
you as soon as he gets here. Head
over heels with things to do. Just
look at that-lordy. lordy!' He indi-
Gated the Uttered desk and floor. and
with quick. gingery strides quit the
library.
Mrs. Mason. oh, to think of finding
you herer' Just so soon as the door
was closed Anna had rushed to the
elder woman and was kissing her ex.
uberantly on both cheeks. A third
kiss h let fall neatly on the spick Inc
span gray head.
And you, Anna Shepherd! You
were only fifteen when saw you last.
but I'd have recognized you anywhere.
Dear, dear child. for the love of heav-
en- what are you doing here under an
assumed name? What does 1t mean?'
swell, first it means that I'm moi
Anna Shepherd either any more. I've
been married for nearly eight years.
Mrs. Mason. Fancy" She held her
out Mt arms length and looked smil-
ingly down into the woman's surprised
eyes.
and I've two boys. just the finest,
bonniest boys in the whole world.
Really and truly they arei"
I'm sur of It, I'm sure of it," &C
guessed Mrs. Mason. How could you
help having children of that sort. You
know | always had a very warm spot
in my heart for you. Anna. Your moth
er and r.
.'Oh, l know. I know! Poor, beau
tiful young mother of miner" Hastily
Anna brushed away n bit of undue
moisture in her lustrous eyes. How
she used to preach love and ideals to
me, and how you used to preach duty
and principles, Have you still that III
tie yellowed book compiled by you
great-grandmother filed with cliprings
concerning the duties of motherhood,
the goodness of woman and the incon
stancy of man? ] remember the mar
gins of the book were strewn with
old recipes for the dressing of meats.
the preserving of fruits. the brewing
of cunning cordials. all of which struck
me as ministering to at least one con
stancy in man-his devotion to a good
dinner. ehT' Anna laughed at the rec
election.
Yes. / still have 1t. And speaking
good little housewife? I suppose your
husband-but. by the way. yon haven't
yet told me you husband nance"
A vivid crimson surTed to Annals
face. her slim neck. her little ears and
open brow. Then she threw back her
pretty. patrician head proudly.
My husbands name is Robert Gran
ger"
They stared for an instant at each
other, wonnn to woman. Then Mrs
Mason gasped:
"Robert Granger, the man
The Young wife looked at her old
friend almost sternly.
1.-THE man who is in prison serving
a term hat Burton Temple should be
serving. Oh, Mrs. Mason. what have
l done? You must guard my conf
dence sacredly-you must, You will,
won't you-you will?" She was white
now and wide eyed with the import
of 1t all.
"Why. yes, dear; OF course-o of
course. But tell me. l don't under
stand. Why are you hereF"
II am here. Mrs. Mason. to fird
some evidence that will clear my hus
bands name and that will send the
guilty man to Sing Sing in his place
The soft insistence with which she
pronounced her purpose was more
startling than any violence could have
been.
How did you get Mary Graham's
p%osition?" pursued Mrs. Mason.
"You see. Mary and | have beer
friends. real friends, for years. We
studied st~enography in the same
school ten years ago. We've kept up
with each other ever since. When
when all this trouble came l asked
her to help me. to see II she couldn't
find some clew. something that would
help somehow. 1t seems like a merci
providence that she had been sent
here. She tried. but she couldn't.
Finally she suggested that l come my
self. She made n plea of i'll health.
and so 1t was quite simply managed,
you see."
"But the children. Anna?'
"Oh, 1t nearly broke my heart to
leave them! But | had to, You see.
There's no one else to do the fighting
for their fathers honor. If | IA only
find some evidence"
"You think there Is hope Of finding
some?'
"Oh. there Is hope. But I've got to
fight for II: and. dear God. I'm going
to, Pm coing to meet this Burton
Temple. and TIN going to fight him.
I'll be his faithful secretary. but I'll
spy upon him: I'll be his shadow.