The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1912-10-03

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mate decision may be. That isn't
much. Will you promise that?"
Eyes,"
They spoke no more Of Ryanne. II
was as enough he had dropped out
of their lives completely. To a Ger.
tain extent he had. They were to meet
him again, however, in the last act OF
this whimsical drama, which had
drawn them both out of the common.
place and dropped them for full spin
upon the whirligig of life.
In due time they arrived at Alexan.
cria. There they found the great
Transatlantic liner, homeward bound.
Ryanne would beat them into New
York by ten days. He had picked up
q boat of the P. & o. tine at Port Said,
sailing without stop to Marseilles.
From there to Cherbourg was tri.
fling journey.
George knew the captain, and the
captain not only knew George, but
had known Georges father befo->
him. The young man went to the
heart Of the matter at once; and when
| he had finished his remarkable tale,
the captain lowered his cigar. 1t had
gone out.
"And all this happened in the year
1909-1910! If any one but you, Mr..
Jones, had told me this, I'd have sent
him ashore as a lunatic. You have
reported it,"
What good would it do? We are
out of it, and that's enough. More,
we do not want any one to know what
we've been through. If the news
papers got hold of it, there would be
no living"
"You leave it to me-" said the big
hearted German. From here to Ma
pies she shall be as mine own daugh-
ter. You have not told me all?"
mo; only what had of necessity to
tell"
well, you know best I shall do
my share to make her feel at home.
She is as pretty as flower"
To this George agreed, but not YER
bally.
The steamer weighed anchor at six
o'clock that evening, with only a
handful Of passengers for the trip to
Naples. George had wired from Da-
mascus to Cairo to have his luggage
sent on, and he saw it put aboard him
self. Without letting Fortune know,
he had also telegraphed the hotel to
forward whatever she had left; but
the return wire informed him that
Mrs. Chedsoye had taken everything.
They were leaning against the star
board rail, watching the slowly con.
verging lights Of the harbor. Fortune
had borrowed a cloak from her stew.
ardess and George wore the mutt of
the first-officer. The captain had Of
fered his, but George had declined.
He would have been lost in it's ample
folds.
II can not understand why they
made no effort to find you," he unused.
'It doesn't seem quite human"
Don't you understand? 1t is sim
pie. My mother believes that Horace
and I ran away together. If not that.
l ran away myself. as that day
threatened to dc. In either case, she
saw nothing could be done in trying to
find out where l had gone. Perhaps
she knows exactly what did happen.
Doubtless she has sent on my things
to Mentone, which, of course, 1 shall
never see again. No. no! l can not
go back there. ] have known the
misery of suspense long enough" She
lowered her head to the rail.
He came quite near to her. His
arms went out toward her, only to
drop down. He must wait. 1t was
very hard. But nothing prevented his
putting forth hand to press hers re-
assuringly, and saying: Don't do
that, Fortune. 1t makes my heart
ache to see woman cry.'
II am not crying" came in mufled
tones. II am only sad, and tired,
tired
Everything will come out all right
in the end" he encouraged. "Of course
you are tired. What woman wouldn't
be, having gone through what you
have? Here; let's sit in the steam
er.chairs till the bugle blows for din
ner. I'm bit tagged out myself"
They lay back in the chairs, and no
longer cared to talk. The lights twin
kled, but fainter and fainter, till at
last only the pale line between the