Evening star., 1912-11-06

shoulders. and above His bowed head
there wavered a thin. pale circle OF blue
white light. And this One VINO Kneeieu
upon the stone floor was washing the
feet OF that other who was seated at the
table.
There was a look in her husbands face
that carried Harriet's thoughts 1ar away
from the present. back to the hrst tlile
she had seen that look and believed that
Horatio was different from any other
man, believed that with her at his side,
he was destined to do great and Wohder,
full things and to help to make the world
done? What had she done? Who was
to blame for the failure. for the poverty,
for the pitiful dependence? She Won
dered what was to become OF them. How
could they stay on here after the way
Cousin Hiram had talked? TO be sure,
Cousin Eleanor had been kindness itself
She had kissed her quite tearfully that
morning and hoped she and Horatlo
would stay with them as long as they
kept the house open. She had even
hinted at their visiting them IN Ne"
York.
The sound Of motor below coming
round the drive brought Harriet to her
feet. She ran to the window.
dennin," she exclaimed. "They ought to
have been back hours ago. Robert will
make everything all right. I will speak
to him at once about getting servants
She moved quickly and was already
half out of the room when the sound of
Horatio's voice halted her like an electric
shock.
Harriet!
There was a tone in Horatios voice
that drew Harriet back into the room as
IL by physical force.
.What is II. Horatio? You frightened
me-" She pressed the palm OF her hand
against her side.
He was standing before her; and the
pinkness had gone out OF his face. He
took her hand and led her gently back
to the chair.
..Sit down, Harriet" He seated him
self in the other chair I'm sorry
frightened you. love. but you must not
speak to Robert Baxter about the serv-
ants"
.Why not, Horatio?"
Because He looked at
her dumbly, his under lip shook and
tears came into his eyes Harriet began
to be really frightened. What had hap
pened? Why didn't he speak?
"Harriet." he went on at last. Il i'm
plore you not to speak to Mr. Baxter. l
beseech you to do nothing in this mat
ter
but Horatio."
II mean it, Harriet. What has hap
pened in this house today is an answer
to my prayer
you're going mad Horatio!'' She tried
to rise, but he drew her gently back.
not leave things as they are now in this
house. it will be as II Christ came to the
door and you slammed the door In His
face"
He was terribly in earnest. his voice
was steady and his blue eyes met hers
calmly; in them shone light she had
loved him for in the long-gOne days-a
light that rarely visited them now.
DO you mean," she asked at length
that you want us to do without any
He put his answer in the form OF a
| question.
Harriet do you remember the hap
piest year Of our life. when we had no
servant at all except the charwoman who
came once a week, when you made the
| beds and the bread and washed the
dishes and dried them, when you were
| the cook and four housemaids in one and
| I was the butler and the footman and
| the man Of all work? / opened the bottle
| of wine when we had one; l made the
| fires, except when the coal bill was over
| due and there weren't any fires to make;
| / was the boots, too, and l cleaned the
| knives and polished our two or three bits
| of silver. And. when I'd nothing else to
| do ! wrote my sermons.
| The color came into HarrietS face and
/ her eyes shone at the recollection.
| "You generally composed your sermon
| on the way to church. How you used to
/ frighten me, Horatio! l thought every
| service would be your last! Do you re-
| member the first time l locked you up on
| Saturday morning to write your SER
| mon?" she added, smiling
was no laughing matter at the time,
| said Horatio. Il made up my mind ]
would open the Bible at random and
| take the first text my eye fell upon-and