The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1911-02-18

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pulse. 'I'm ready to co." she an
nounced at last. ''I'm tired Of this
place. Let us go tomorrow"
CHAPTER XVIII.
CALL FOR HELP.
~ N the following morning, while
they were busy packing fol
Y the journey to Sulphur, Red
field rolled up to the door in
company with young man in the uni
form of forester.
go ask Reddy to come in,' com
manded Lie. 81 want to see him."
Redfeld met the girl at the door and
presented hts companion as 'Mr. Dial
tall young fellow with marked south
ern accent. SIS Cavanagh, the ranger
in town?" he asked.
NO." Lee replied, with effort; che
was here few days ago, but he's
gone back to the forest"
Redfield studied the girl with keen
gaze, perceiving passionate restraint
in her face.
Glow is your mother?'' he asked po
litely.
Lee smiled family. "She's able to
sit up. Won't you come in and see
herr
with pleasure" assented Red1eld
shut I want to see you alone. I have
something to say to you" He turned
to his superior. Just go into the cafe
Dalton. I'll see you in a moment"
Lee Virginia, hitherto ashamed OF
the house, the furniture, the bed-ev-
erything-led the way without a word
Of apology. 1t was all detached now
something about to be left behind, like
bad garment borrowed in a time OF
stress. Nothing mattered since Ross
did not return.
Lize, looking unwontedly refined and
gentle, was sitting In a big rocking
chair with her feet on a stool, her
eyes fixed on the mountains, which
showed through the open window. All
the morning sense Of profound
change, of something passing, had op.
to leave the valley its charm appealed
to her. She was tearing up multi
tude of tiny roots Of whose existence
she had hitherto remained unaware
y belong here" she acknowledged 81
lently. aid be homesick anywhere
else on Gods earth. It's rough and
fly bit and all that, but so am 1.
wouldn't fit in anywhere that Lee be
longed."
She acknowledged an especial liking
for Redfeld,, and she had penetration
enough, worldly wisdom enough, to
knew that Lee belonged more to his
world than to her own and that his
guidance and friendship were worth
more, much more, than that Of all the
rest Of the country, her own included.
Therefore she said: I'm mighty glad
to see you, Reddy. Sit down. You've
got to hear my little spiel this time"
Redfield, perched on the edge Of a
tawdry chair, looked about dixie the
charity visitor in slum kitchen) with
out intending to express disgust, but
1t was a dismal room In which to be
sick, and he pitied the woman the
more profoundly as he remembered
her in the days when "all outdoors
was none too wide for her.
Lie began abruptly: I'm down,
but not out. In fact, was coming up
to see you this afternoon. Lee and I
are just about pulling out for good"
Indeed! Why not go back with
me?"
you can take the girl back If you
want to, but now that I'm getting my
chance at you may not CO."
Redfield's tone was entirely cordial
as he turned to Lee. 81 came hoping
to carry you away. Will you come"
"Pm afraid I can't unless mother
goes" she replied sadly.
| Lie waved an imperative hand.
"Fade away, child. I want to talk
with Mr.. Redfield alone. Go-seev
Thus dismissed, Lee went back to
the restaurant, where she found the
forester just sitting down to his lunch
con. 'Mr. Redfeld will be, out in a
few minutes" she explained.
Wont you join meY' he asked in
the lTuuk dCC0uC Ol OuG 10 WuOIA WOLl-
en- are comrades. 1.-THE supervisor has
been telling me about you"
She took seat facing him, feeling
something refined in his long, smooth.
ly shaver, boyish face. He seemed
very young to be district forester, and
his eyes were soft brown, with small
wrinkles of laughter playing round
| their corners.
He began at once on the subject OF
! his visit. "Redfeld tells me you are a
| friend Of Mr.. Cavanagh's. Did you
| know that he had resigned?
| She faced him with startled eyes
mo, indeed. Has he done 500"
| "Yes. The supervisor got letter
| yesterday inclosing his resignation
| and asking to be relieved at once
| And when / heard Of it l asked the
supervisor to bring me down to see
| him. He's too good a man to lose."
"Why did he resign?'
Go Be t,ontinued.)