The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-06-16
By. ANNA KATHARINE GREEN
Continued.)
Copyrisht. 1910. By Anna Katharine Rohlfs

That night, just as 1 was preparing to leave the stable to join the other servants on their ride to Tibbitt's hall, the telephone rang, and I heard Miss Cumberland's voice 'Zadok, she said and at first could hardly understand her, I am in trouble. I want help, and you are the only one who can aid me-
 "I had been with her many years, and I loved her as we'll as could love anybody, though you won't think it when I tell you my whole story. What she wanted was this: I was to go to the ball just as if nothing had happened, but I was not to stay there As soon as I could I was to slip out, get a carriage from some nearby sta ble and hurry back up the road to meet her and take her where she would tell me or, if I did not meet her, to wait two houses below hers till she came along. She would not want me long and very soon I could go back and have as good time as I pleased. But she would like me to be secret, for her erand was not one for gossip, even among her own servants. I even tried to do better and be even more secret abora it than she expected. Instead of going to stable, I took one of the rigs which found fastened un!:n the big shed alongside the hall. and, being so fortunate as not to attract anybody's attention by this business. was out on the road and half way to the Whis- pering Pines before Helen and Maggie could wonder why I had not asked them to dance.
 ''A few minutes later I was on the hill, for the horse r had chosen was a fast one, and was just turning into our street when was passed by MT. Arthur's gray mare and cutter. This made me pull up for minute, for l hadn't expected this, but on looking ahead and seeing Miss Cumberland peering from our own gateway I drove quickly on and took her up.
 --T was not so much jastonished as you would think to be ordered to fol low fast after the mare and cutter and to stop where it stopped. That was all she wanted-to follow that cutter and to stop where it stopped. We'll. it stopped at the clubhouse, and when she saw it turn in there heard her give little gasp.
 "'Wait,' she whispered. Wait till she has had time to get out and go in. Then drive in, too, and help me to find my way into the building after her.
 "And then l knew it was Miss Car mel we had been following. Before I thought 1t was MT. Arthur.
 Presently she pulled me by the sleeve. I heard the door shut said she, and I was a little frightened at her voice. but I was full of my i'm portance and went on doing just as she bade me. Driving in after the cutter, ! drew up into the shadows, where the gray mare was hid, and then, reaching out my. hancTto Miss Cumberland, I helped her out and went with her as far as the door. You may go back now said she. If survive the night shall never for get this service. my good Zadok.' And I saw her lift her hand to the door, then fall back, white and trembling, in the moonlight. I can't she whis- pered over and over. I can't-I can't
 "'Shall knock ? I asked
 No. mo- she whispered back. T want to go in quietly. Let's see if there's no other way. Run about the house, Zadok. I will submit to any humiliation, only find me some en- trance other than this.' She was , shaking so and her face looked so ghastly in the moonlight that I was