The Glenwood post., 1912-11-02

consciousness-and that can mean but
few moments-he will - furious"
Il shall be safe enough. He will
have no opportunity to Anl Ne alone
again. Tonight I had no conception
that he vas near. and was not even
armed. I-Aavs bssn afraid Of him
for months; he has acted like q erased
man. But you must go!" She caught
my arm, urging Ne toward the thicket
where the horse vas concealed; then
suddenly paused With . new thought.
"Tahs his hat and coat" she whis-
pered swiftly. There are British pa
trolls between here and the Della ware.
| Quick. and I win have your horse un-
tied"
did A. directed. feeling the value
Of the suggestion. and. moment later.
to all appearance an oincer of Queens
Rangers. slipped through the thicket
, Of trees. and took the reins from her
hands.
You will 90 straight back into the
house?"
"Yes," she said obediently; then ex-
tended her hand. 'Goodby. Major
Lawrence. suppose this ends our
acquaintance"
replied. holding her fingers closely. IF
believed that I am not sure but
would return to the cell 1t has been
a strange intimacy into which we have
been thrown: three days have made
us old friends. Surely you cannot be-
lieve me 80 ungrateful Is your words
seem to imply"
But ! deserve no gratitude" max
ing no effort to draw away, yet look
ing into my face frankly. perhaps
you have misunderstood. Is 1t not
possible for tho women Of these Colo.
nies to sacrifice a. well as the men in
the cause Of patriotism? You must
not believe that have done this mere
ly for your sake, Major Lawrence"
"Yet l would like to believe so."
insisted warmly. You are the dsugh.
ter Of . loyalist-"
AND ERIC u me son OF a ioyallst, -
laughingly. and wears Continental
uniform. am not privileged to 90 10
far, restrained by the limitations Of
sex. yet may be equally 4 REBEL
|
your kindness toward me would have
been similarly given to any patriot
soldier"
"Why-why. yes; IL think 3d."
And ! do not, Mistress Claire;
refuse to 30 believe" Her eyes
flashed up at me, and l lost all re.
straint in their swift challenge. Il am
going to speak-just q word, yet
must give 1t utterance before 1 ride
out into the dark. away from you.
love you. 1t makes no difference to
me where your sympathies may be in
this struggle. you have won my heart.
Look up, dear. and listen. am going
back to camp. back to the campaign.
know not what the night, what the
morrow may bring. But know for.
ever l love you, and that II live
shall surely come back. Will you be
glad? VIII you promise me welcome?"
could feel her tremble. yet there
was no shrinking in her face, no Alarm.
"Oh. why were you compelled to
say that! / tried 80 hard not to let
you. IL cannot make the promise,
it would not be right"
Not right"
No, you do not know me. told
you before was a sham, fraud, not
what l appeared to be. l will not ex-
plain even to you, and you must not
ask me. Only it hurts me to hear
you say what you have, and be com
PEELED to return this answer"
You care then-you do not dis
guise that?"
She threw her head back proudly,
making no attempt to withdraw her
hands.
"Yes, care; any woman would. It
is not true that I have served you
merely because you were \ soldier of
the Colonies. I think 1t was true, per
haps, at first, but-but later it was
different. Oh! why do I say this!
Why do l delay your departure by con-
senting to remain here in converse.
ton! Major Lawrence. cannot you
realise that my only desire is to have
you get away safely!"
But that Is not my only DESIRE"
protested. "It must be weeks, months,
before l can hope to see you again.
I am . servant Of the Colonies, and
must 90 where am sent; We are upon
| the verge OF a campaign involving ex
posare and battle l may not even
co@e forth alive. Must 20 without
. word. Without . hops? Claire. Claire,
sWestheart. yo1 have NJ tight to tara
~ away. becasss Of some pAantea q
fAAGanatSoa-~
| Dut II b 1T. Il 10 terribly rsal.s
T care -: I would stin love yos
b sDe4s a an. - nay - . spg-
Btatash sov-1at IL tAet WoalA nean
nethang to ne. would trust ye0.
CIAtfe. yoor wooaAhood: shoaN
know that whatever yoa ia vas n
AccoraAnce with your conscience, and
- coatsat-h you bat love ne. AID.