The Springfield herald., 1912-10-25
CHAPTER VII.
TanoIIno Threads.

TangIne Threads.
My surprise at this unexpected rel
.rence to the Lady of the Blended
Rose. almost prevented utterance.
What could this partisan ranger know
o. the girl? How could he even have
identified her from my vague refer
ence?
why do you say that?" l asked
eagerly. Il did not mention the iaoS
name"
There was no cause for you to do
60" and the grim mouth smiled NO
one else In Philadelphia would have
turned the trick so neatly; besides the
fact that your opponent was Grant
would have revealed the identity OF
the girl"
You know them both then?"
Fairly we'll; he was boy In these
parts. an have shod his riding horse
many n time A headstrong. domineer-
ing. spoiled lad he was. and quarrel
some"
But Mistress Mortimer" inter
rupted. "is her family also from this
neighborhood?"
ITO the northeast OF here, near Lo-
Gust Grove: the properties of the two
families adjoin each other. an l have
heard there is distant kinship between
them, although II that be true all that
was good In the strain must have de-
scended to the one branch. an all 4he
evil TO the other. Day and night could
be no different. Colonel Mortimer is
a genial, pleasant gentleman. an
loyal friend, although we are in arms
against each other. To tell the truth
] half believe his heart is with the
Colonies. although he cast his fortunes
with the King. He even has son in
the Continental Army"
"On Lees staff" interrupted The
daughter told me he was twin
brother
Yes, an as great rogue as the
girl. with the same laughing blue
eyes"
And Mistress Claire" l questioned.
ION which side is she?"
"C6n you ask that after having met
her as Lady of the Blended Rose?
a list of the loyalist DANES who make
sport for the British garrison. an
Mistress Claire Is rot least in rank
or beauty among them. What else
could you expect of young girl when
her. father wears the green an white.
while her lover has made reputation
hereabout with his hireling raiders?"
You mean Grant?"
Certainly; they have been engaged
from childhood. though God pity the
poor girl if they ever marry. His work
in the Jerseys has been almost as
merciless as that of Red Fagin, an
t is even whispered about they ride
together at times. doubt II she
knows the whole truth about him.
though she can scarcely deem him an
angel even at that. Surely you never
supposed her on our side?"
She helped me-" insisted. know
Ing who was. and even said she
wished my cause we'll"
THE Inconsistency of woman:
perhaps the two had had some misun-
derstanding, an she was glad enough
to outwit the fellow"
NO, t was not that. am sure:
could read truth in her eyes"
'In Claire's eyes!" he laughed out
right. "Oh, / know the innocent blue
of them. and warn you not to trust
such blindly. Other men have thought
the same, an found out they read
wrongly when the end came-ay!
many OF them. When she was but
slip of lass found out her eyes
played merry tricks. an yet love her
as though she were my own daughter.
An she's good girl In spite OF all
The mischief in her"
And she is truly loyalist?"
IF not. know no better. The rebel
blood is all in the boy 80 far as can
learn, yet / will not answer for what
Mistress Claire might do"
We fell silent, my memory with the
girl, eudeavoring to recall her exact
words, the expression of her face. 1t
was not IN my heart to believe she had
deceived me.
had almost forgotten where l was.
as we'll as the presence OF my com
panion, when he suddenly arose to his
feet. and. pushing aside the wooden
window shutter. looked out. glance
of his keen eyes was sufficient.
Get back into your box. Major" he
exclaimed quickly. Pull the papers
over you"
was upon my feet. conscious of the
distant sound of horses. hoofs.
What is 1t? The enemy?"
Rangers; fifty of them, Judge. an
tbev1l never pass here without rum
r1nging around. Quick now. uLder COW
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