The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1912-10-31
CHAPTER XIII.
WHICH TELLS MORE OF COMMON
CE INCIDENTS


The matchbox fell out of Louisa's
able was h mystery Of Luke's silence.
He knew that Uncle Rad" was guilty.
There lay the awful difficulty!
Uncle Rad has been father, mother,
brother. sister to us all! Bless him."
that was Luke's feeling with regard to
Uncle Rad.
The MISUNDERSTANDING was so simple
after all!
Louisa went back to the sitting
room. The two men We're sitting,
smoking In silence. Colonel Harris. too.
understood the mystery at last. His
loyalty was crowned with the halo of
justification.
The public never knew, I think, that
Luke de Mountford had actually been
arrested for the murder of the Clap
ford bricklayer. The police the next
day applied for a remand and then
Luke was brought quietly before the
magistrate and equally quietly dis
missed.
He was free t. go and see Uncle
Rad.
Louisa did not see him the whole Of
that day, for he sat by the bedside Of
the sick man whose strange and per-
terbed spirit was slowly sinking to rest.
Uncle Rad was at peace, for he held the
hand and looked into the face of the
man on whom he had lavished the
~storehouse of an affection tha had
known no bounds.
The two men understood each other
perfectly. He who had committed q
crime, and he who vas ready to zeal
its burden, both had done their share
for another's sake.
1t was only after the magnificent OBJ
sequies of the Earl Of Radcliffe that
the truth about the murder Of the
Drlcklayer's son was made known to
the public at large.
For Louisa's sake, too, it had to be.
But, "a hours before the publication
of the confession in the
Luke and Louisa had been quietly mar
ried by special license, and had gone
abroad.
Once more we must think of them as
the commonplace, conventional man
and women of the world, who outward
~ hav just thousands Of Eng
lfsh men n women of their class be-
have.
When they came back from their
honeymoon-which lasted one year
abroad and all the rest Of their lives
after that-there was NOT a trace in
them, In their appearance, their man
ner, their mode of lite, of the terrible
tragedy which had threatened to an
initiate honor, life and love.
"Ah! those English!" murmured the
foreign excellencies, who graced the
fIngllSn court, they have no heart,
no sentiment! Lord and Lady Rad
clyffe! They behave just as If he had
never been accused Of murderl AS II
his uncle had never been the awful
crimina that he wasl They are hypo-
critics. these English, III they nave no
hearth"
Convention was once more he mas
ter! Its giant hands held the strings
which made the puppets dance.
But at times his grip would relax.
when Luke and Louisa were all alone.
no prying eyes to watch, no Indifferent
gaze to see the unburdening Of their
hearts. Then Luke would lie at
Louisa's feet, for his love was wor-
ship, and his passion uncontrolled. His
arms would encircle the perfect form
that he loved with such intensity. that
at times the happiness Of loving had
in 1t an exquisite sense of pain. The
tragedy of he past was never quite
absent from them then; the ghost of a
great crime and the shadow of a still
greater remuneration threw a mystic
halo over their love for each other.
And at those times-like Puolo and
Francesca-they read no more.
But these English, they have no
heart, you knowl"