Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1911-01-24

circumyention, with one sweep of his
long arm, he included the statue IN
his grasp of her. With a laugh of
triumph he drew her out of her con-
cealment
To her the splendor of skies and
trees and morning light melted into
that wonderful moment. For the
first time in weary days she had all
to give, nothing to fear or withhold.
She was at peace. She was ready to
stop, to stand here in her life for
always-here in the glowing garden
with him, and their youth. But he
was impatient. He did not want to
loiter in the morning. He was hot
to hurry on out of the present which
was so mysterious, SO untried to her,
as if these ecstasies had no mystery
to him but their complete fulfilment
He filled her with a trembling prem
onition of the undreamed-of things
that were waiting for her in the long
aisle of life.
Come, speak" he urged, as they
paced around the fountain. When
am l to take you away?"
She hung back in fear of her very
eagerness to go, to plunge head over
ears into life in a strange country
with stranger. Next month" she
ventured.
Next month! why not next week?
why not tomorrow" he declared with
confidence. who is to say no?
am the head of my house and you
have no one but me- To be sure,
there is Mrs. Neutrality-suspicious. wom-
an. But she has her own daughters
to look out for, and" he added slyly,
much as she thinks of you, l doubt
if she thinks you a good example for
them. AS for that other, as for the
paid woman"
ooh, hush, hush!" Flora cried, hurt
with a certain hardness in his voice;
Il don't want to see her. shall
never go near her! And Harry"
81 wasn't going to speak of him."
said Chatworth, quickly.
Il know" she answered, 'but do
you mind my speaking of him?" They
had sat down on the broad lip of the
fountain basin. He was looking at
her intently. at is strange" she
said, but in spite of his doing this
terrible thing can't feel that he him
self is terrible-like Clara"
And yet" he answered in grave
voice, II would rather you did"
She turned troubled face. And
have you forgotten what you said
the first night 1 met you? You said
it doesn't matter what a man is, even
if he's thief, as long as he's good
one"
At this he laughed a little grudg-
ingly. "Oh, l don't go back on that,
but was looking through the great
impartial eye of the IN verse. Where
as a man may be GOO of his kind,
he's only good in his . d. Tip out
a cat among canaries ana see what
happens. My dear girl, we were the
veriest birds in his pawsl And no.
tice that it isn't moral law-it's in
stinct. We recognize by scent before
we see the shape. You never knew
him. You never could. And you
never trusted him"
But" she interrupted eagerly, 81
would have done anything for you
when l thought you were a thief"
Anything" he caught her up with
laughter "Oh. yes, anything to haul
me over the dead line on to your side.
That was the very point you made.
That was where you would have
dropped me-if I had stuck by my
kind as you thought 1t. and not come
over to yours"
She saw herself fairly caught. She
heard her mental process stated to
perfection.
Put if you hadn't felt all along
was your kind, if you hadn't had an
ide7 that was a stray from the orig
ir:4 fold, you would never have want
ed to go in for me-" he explained it
Flora had her doubts about the
truth of this For a time she had
been certain of his belonging to the
lawless other fold, and at times she
would have gone with him in spite OF
it. but this last knowledge she with
held She withheld it because she
could make out now. that, for all his