The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1912-12-05
CHAPTER XI-(continued.)

CHAPTER XI-(Continued.)
Will you wait in here, sir, until ]
said James, the butler. What name
shall L say"
1T would be useless to give my
name, replied a deep voice: 'or stay,
you can say / bring tidings from Bleak
moor"
AS the door closed, Prue rose to her
feet with distended eyes and bristling
hair, and faced Robin Freemantle.
He wore a long riding Goa Of wine
colored cloth and carried a broad bea-
Yer caught up OF one side with a plain
silver buckle. A small quantity of fine
linen ruffe protruded from his vest and
the sleeves of his coat, and his left
hand rested in a broad black ribbon
sling. With his neat leather CATERS
and spurred heels, and the plain sword
in its black scabbard peeping from be-
meath the full skirt of his coat, he
looked the travelling country gentleman
to the life.
For a minute or more the husband
and wife stood gazing upon each other
in silence. Gradually the look of terror
faded from face n was re-
placed by an expression in which fear
and anger contended with relief.
1T is really you??" she gasped-
~ - - i'S ~ III
ton Of her futile tears and her hours
OF anguish rushed over her n she
stamped her little foot in unmistakable
irritation.
You are angry with me-because
am alive" he said, recoiling as though
she had struck him.
i nave no right to be angry" she
said coldly. "On the contrary, I con-
graduate o
You congratulate met" he repeated
slowly. But how about yourself?
am afraid Observation-Disclosures put
you in an awkward position"
She made no reply.
Am l to blame for that" he be
| gan, but she turned upon him swiftly
You mean that it is my own faul
that you are my husband?" she inter-
rupted, her blue eyes flashing k steel
IF you choose to blame me for that,
have not a word to say in my w de-
Tense"
If I dared. l would bless you for it,
he said, in q low voice, although you
perhaps. were waiting impatiently fol
news of my death, when l interrupted
you"
Remembering how she had been em-
ployed, Prue had no answer ready. She
was silent a minute. and then abruptly
blurted out. '.Iow did you escape, anC
why did you come here? Good heaven
if they should follow you and find you
mere. Oh, NOW COulQ you DStIdS Ills
Sure, L am the most unfortunate WON
an in the world"
Listen to me: there is nothing fol
YOU to be alarmed about he cried
hurriedly coming to her and %seisinG
her hand. Il am observation-disclosures
doned. No one will follow me here; nc
one He stopped suddenly, and looked
fxedly at her. What has happened?
he asked, in a tone of deep concern
You are so pale-your eyes are rec
and swollen-you have been weeping?
Il thought you We're dead" she saie
Enthusiastically.
.sAnd you wept because you though
1 was dead?" ne said incredulously-
ttYou were sorry for me?" He STOOD
gazing at her, lost in an amazemen
so profound that it seemed like a re
proach.
She drew away her hand.
II should be sorry for any poor sou
condemned to die" she said, with al
effort at Indifference.
sWhe last r saw her. he said doubt
fully, as if reasoning out a strang'
problem against which his reason con
tended, she was fresh ana smlilhg
and prinked out like a princess for he
marriage with a highwaynan. Toda.
she is pale and sad his eye ran owe
her somber figure, land all in black
for my sake,
"You run on too FAST" Prue inter
rllntS0 DeCutaIlIly. 80 Sdl \ III "So
black dress without putting on mourn
ing for your sake? Methinks III hay
| to wear it for my own! Never. surely
was a woman so caught IN her owl
| trap!. She cast her eyes round, q
though for visible means of escape
Suddenly a thought OF horror glance
into her mind. !,
.Did YOU come here to claim me?
she gasped. sinking into a chair, palll'
with fear. !.
you need nor fear me, I have n,
snch design upon you" ne said, re
garding her with plying tenderness. r.
| was sorely wounded, though. more 70
her sake than his own. can you no
understand that I would rather perisl
nv the most cruel torturess than CIV
YOU one moments pain? Oh! rathe
thar see that look of fear and hatre'
upon your face. would Were, nos
hanging upon the gallows! At least
you would pity me@there, and II not
/ should be none the worse off for you
seorn. I am free, 1t is true, blu a.
exile. and unless I leave these shore
within eight days, an outlaw. In
week, then. should | still live, l shal
| be- dead in law n YOU Will be ire
from me forever
Ssh listened attentiyely while he wa
speaking, and her face lost its e
look OF terror. Once or twice sh
glanced furtive1y at him. noting tn
power and grace of his tall form, hi
easy self confident bearing INT tn
manly frankness of his strong, swarth
fsce-S-more attractive than mere beau
~ to a woman SO essentially feminin
as Prudence. She was not afraid 9
him new. but she was extremely angr
with fste, and at the moment he rep
resented fate in its most inexorabl
form, 81 she wanted TO be very angr
with him. Yet She could not reproac
him, for u harder she struck at hin
the more 4he you'd wound her. ow
pride.
1T is all so terrible she said, sigh
Ing w.ariiy. Then the door was fun
open and Peggie darted In with tn
News sheet in her hand.
sPrue, PrEe,ss she cried, hinging he
arms around her cousin without oh
servin- fhat abe was not alnna II