The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1913-01-30

get a light In jiffy and Mrs. Ulrich,
my housekeeper. shall be with YOU as
soon as ! can rout her out Come
In, please" She held back doubtfully,
q troubled, uncertain look In her eyes.
you will understand, won't your"
she asked simply.
And no questions asked" he said
from the doorway. Still she held back,
her gaze going involuntarily to the
glasses on the table. lie interpreted
the look OF inquiry. There were two
OF u.s. The doctor was here picking
out the shot, that's all. He's gone. It's
all right. Wait here and I'll get
light" The flame in her lantern sud
denly ended its feeble life.
Dark as Egypt, eh?' he called out
from the opposite side of the room.
mot as dark as the forest, Mr..
shaw"
Good heavens, what time you
must have had. All alone were your"
"Of course. | was not clipping"
81 beg your pardon"
where were YOU sitting when
came upy"
Herein the dark | was waiting
for the storm 10 come md doZcd away.
| daresay. love n storm, don't you?"
YES. II I'm indoors Ah"' lie had
struck n match and was lighting the
wick of n lamp beside the huge fire
place.
81 suppose YOU think I'm perfectly
crazy. I'm hOrrid."
Not nj all Sit down here on the
couch. please More cheerful. chy
Good Lord, listen to the wind. You
got here just in time. Now, IL your
excuse me I'll have Mrs Ulrich down
In minute. She'll take good care OF
you, And I'll make you nice hot
drink too. You need It," In the door
Of the big living room he turned TO her,
a look OF extreme doubt in his eyes
by Jove, bet | do wake up, 1t cant
be true" She laughed plaintively and
shook her head I'm humble self abnse-
ment. "Don't be lonesome. I'll be
back in n minute"
"D0n't hurry" she murmured apollo.
getically. Then she settled back limp
| ly In the wide couch and inspected the
room. his footsteps noisily Gathering
down the long hallway 10 the left. She
saw, with some misgivlng, that II was
purely mans habitation. Shaw
doubtless had built and furnished the
big cottage without woman rs con-
sideration. The room was large, com
Portable, solid. There was not sug
gestion OF femininity in thigh OF
low-except the general air of clcanli
ness. The furniture was rough hewn
and built for use, not ornamentatiOn
The walls were hung with English
prints, antlers, mementoes of the hunt
and the field of sport The floor was
covered with skins and great "carpe
rag rugs. The whole aspect was $,
distinctly mannish that her heart flut
tered ridiculously in its loneliness
Her cogitations were running serious
: ly toward riot when he came hurled
down the hall and into her presence.
Shell be down presently. In fact
so will the cook and the housemaid
Cad, Miss Drake, they were so afrail
of the storm that all of them pile,
into Mrs. Ulrich's room. | wonder n
your courage in facing the symptoms
outdoors. Now I'll fix you n drink
Take Off your hat-be comfortable
Cigarette2 Good! Here's my side
board. See? It's nuisance, this hav
ing only one arm I'm commission; af
fects my style as barkeep Dom
stir; I'll he able
let me help you. | mean, pleas,
don't go TO so much trouble. Really
| want nothing but place to sleep to
night. This couch will do-honestly
And some one to call me at daybreak
so that | may be on my way" IL,
looked at her and laughed quizzically
"Oh, I'm In earnest, Mr.. Shaw. would
not have stopped here If It hadn't been
for the storm"
Come, now, Miss Drake, you spoil
the fairy tale. You did intend TO come
here. IL was the only place for you
to go, and I'm glad OF 1t. My only re,
greet Is that the house isn't filed with
chaperons."
WHY" she demanded with guilty
start.
Because could then say TO you the
things that are In my heart-aye, that
are almost bursting from my lips. II
can't say them now, you know" he
said, and she understood his delicacy.
For some minutes she sat in silence.
watching him MS he clumslly mixed the
drinks and Put the water over the nj.
cohol blaze. Suddenly he turned to her
with something like alarm in his voice.
by George, You don't suppose they'll
pursue your"
oh, wouldn't that be Jolly? 1t would
be like the real story book-the fairy
and the ogrcs and all that. But" du.
biously, I'm sorely afraid they consId-
er me rubbish. Still"-looklng I'M on.
COMMUNICATING brother would try TO
find me II he-if he knew that was
gone"
To her surprise, he whistled softly
and permitted Il frown of anxiety TO
creep over his face. IL hadn't thought
OF that" he observed reflectively. Then
he seemed to throw Off the momentary