The Bon Homme County independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1904-1913, 1912-06-13

all the way along as for as the gates,
Two pictures, vivid and distinct; that
evening in Brussels. and the morning
In Battersea Park. her first meeting
With Luke after his letter TO her--the
letter which had come to her in the
Palaee Hotel and which had made her
the happiest woman in all the world.
Observation-Disclosures at last eniptied
the s~torehouse of that n cell and left
Louisa Harris standing here. staring at
her father, her ears buZzing with the
idle and Irresponsible chatter or society
iackdaws, her mind seeing all that had
happened outside 1 Cromwall Road; the
cab stopping, the chauffeur terrified.
the crowd collecting, the. police taking
notes. Her mind saw Ii as IL her bodily
eyes had been there, and all that her
father told her seemed but the recapit-
ulaticn of what she knew already.H E..
Where she said after awhile, us
the dead man now"
"I don't know he replied. 1T should
imagine they would keep the body at
the police station until the morning. l
don't D they'd be such mugs as
to disturb Lord Radcliffe at this time
of night; the shock might kill the Old
man." E
II suppose they are quite sure that it
Ia Philip de Mountford who d
killed ~. .#.F.. d.. g4g.,A.-
why. yes; he had his p~ocketbook,
his cards. his letters on him and money
I~too-r0bbery vas not the object Of the
crime" a. @.t.,. - tr'@.. -7. .
ut was Philip de Mountford Them"
Good God, yes! or whom were you
~thinklng?"
Il was thinking OF Luxe she repled,
simply.
The old man said nothing more. Had
he spoken at all then it would have
been to tell her that he, too, was think
ling of Luke and that there, was per-
Ihaps not q single person in the mag
| nificent house at that moment who was
not-in some way or Notwithstanding
OF Luke. ,. ..s... .. .
The hostess came in. elegant and
worldly, with. banal words to, request
the pleasure Of hearing Miss Harris
sing.
at il so kind of you" she slid. Ito
offer. have never heard you, you
know. and people say you have such a
splendid voice. But perhaps o would
rather rot sing tonight"
She poke English perfect, but with
a slight Scandinavian ~intonation, which
seemed to soften the banality OF her
works. Being foreign, she thought less
OF concealing her sympathy and was
much less fearful Of venturing on deli
cate ground,
She held ont a small, exquisitely
| tiONhd HlUO aIlu laba IL dlilluoG CILVS
tionatCly on the younger wOman's arm,
Il am sure you would rather not sing
tonight" she said kindly. o.
Indeed, countess, why should you
think that" retorted Louisa lightly,
II shall be delighted to sing. I wonder
which OF these new songs you would
like best. There is an exquisite one by
Guy d'Hordelot. Shall / sing that? ?"
And her eXcellency, who so charm
ingly represented Denmark in English
society. followed her guest into the re-
ception room; she admired the ele-
CANT carriage Of the English girl, the
slender figure. the soft abundant hair
And her Oexcellency sighed and muir
INJURED to herself: ...'.. .
They are stiff. these English! and
oh! they have no feeling, no senti-
ment."
And a few moments later wher
Louisa Harris's really firm voice, firm
and clear, echoed in the wide recep-
ton room, her excellency reiterated hel
impressions: ''
These English have no heart! She
sings and her lover is suspected OF
murder! Bah! they have no heart"