The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-11-19

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 .sIndeed?'' She kept her eyes fixed on her plate. 'tIs that aH?" she asked at length.
 Madam, you yourself could best an swer your own question" He looked at her keenly, not showing his case; not telling her that Dunwody had shown him her hasty note. Not the flicker of an eyelash betrayed her own thought. SurelE she had courage. Surely, she meant trouble.
 How delightfulY' she resumed al length calmly. "Not that weary of your company, sir, but told you my parole was ended when we reached the boat. I told you fairly I should try to escape, and so shan.''
 'tOur game is somewhat desperate, madam. admit" said he. '.'I scarcely know whether you are in my hands or in yours"
 ttNow,'' she rejoined, "as to what suggest, 1t is this: You shall leave the boat at Louisville or Cincinnati. Your errand is already sufficiently well done. You have got me out of Washington Suppose we set Cincinnati as the last point of our common journey?'
 But what then for you, madam?''
 "As to that cannot tell. You have brought me into this situation. must escape from it in my own way"
 "You sting me deeply. A thousand times you yourself have made me ashamed Come, when we part, shall it not be as friends? You have won my respect, my admiration. I wish were entitled to your own. You've been perfect. You've, been splendid.''
 Look" she said, without raising her eyelids.
 He turned Dunwody was making his way toward them among the ta- bles.
 My dear senator,'' said Carlisle, choking down his wrath as the Mis- sourian reached them and bowed his saIutations, 'I have the greatest pleas ure in the world in keeping my prom- ise to you. I am delighted to have you join our little party at this time You remember the countess-I would say, Miss Barrons''
 "I have not so soon forgotten,'' an swered Dunwody. His commanding eyes still sought her face. Beyond slight bow and one upward glance she did not display interest, yet in truth. sudden shiver of apprehension came into her heart. This was a diff ferent sort of man she now must en- deavor to handle.
 That she had asked the aid of this newcomer was a fact known to all three of them. Yet of the three, none knew precisely the extent of the oth- CTS knowledge. Dunwody at least was polite, if insistent, in his wish to learn more of her.
 'sI am sure the fatigue of the journey across the mountains must have left i4-- dressing her.
 Josephine St A1ban showed no sign of perturbation as she answered: Mot so weary as busy. The duties of an amanuensis leave one small time for recreation" Her face was demure- ness itself
 Carlisle caught his cue, with alert ness fairly to be called brilliant. .sYes.'' said he, s'the young lady is of foreign education and family, and is most skill ful in these respects. I should find it difficult to carry forward my literary work without her able assistance"
 He virtually sat erect, with fine air, presently pushing back his chair.
 Dunwody looked from one to the other in perp1exity. His face flushed. Meantime Josephine St. Auban arose, bowed and left them.
 When the two men found themselves alone Dunwody, for a time lost in moody silence, at length broke out into a peal of laughter. Well, I make no comment, further than to say that I consider all the lady's fears were groundless. She has been we'll treated. There was no need to call for my aid. The army is hard to defeat, captain, and always wasi But since when have cOunteSSeS gone frIff secrets a rviup? I accept my temporary defeat,'' said Dunwody slowly. "We'l1 see. I told Jones and Judge Clayton and one or two others that I was pining for a little game. of draw poker What do you say7 Should not all lesser Ques- tions be placed in abeyance?''
 That, said the other, ''cones to me at the present moment in the na- ture of an excellent compromise meas ure. I am agreedi'
 The players made a group not uR- interesting as they gathered about the table in the deck saloon Across the table from Carlisle sat Judge Henry Clayton of New Madrid, tall and slender gentleman with silky white mustaches and imperial. gentle of speech, kindly of countenance.
 At Clayton's side Dunwody, younger. larger and more powerful, made some thing of d contrast. The last of the party was the Hon. William Jones state senator from Belmont Mo. Seating himself. the last named now began shufiiing pack between fingers short. puffy, freclzled and experienced. His Stoope'f ShnsI'sIo7.. thrust forward
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