The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1913-11-28
and dashed Thorn afier the ear.

I end dashed them after the car.
So that when the major finally
| opened his eyes from the big leather
couch. he looked on the faces OF two
Of his oldest friends. Recollection ana
understanding seemed TO come at
once.
| "Well-Southall?
The doctors hand closed over tho
white one on the settee. He did not
answer, but his chin was quiyering
and he was winking fast.
How long?" asked the major after
/ a lengthy minute
"Maybe-maybe an hour. BristoG.
Maybe not"
The major WINGED and shut his
eyes, but when the doctor, reaching
swiftly for phia on the table
turned again, it was TO find that look
once more on him. now in yearning
appeal 'Southall." he said, "send for
Judith. II must see her. There's
time"
The judge started up. "Fll bring
her." he said. and his voice had all
the tenderness OF woman's. MY
carriage Is at the door and with those
horses she ought 10 be here in twenty
minutes" He leaned over the couch.
''Bristow." he said, would you-would
you like me TO send for the rector"
The major smiled, little wistfully,
and shook his head. He lay siie
for while after the judge had gone
out--he seemed housing his strength
while the ormolu clock on the desk
| licked ominously on. and the doctor
tx,,.f III IL. A..
side him. Presently he said husk-
| lily:
You've had bad fall. Bristow.
You were dizzy. | reckon
Dizzy" echoed the major with
feeble asperity. 1T was Greet King"
Greet King Good God"
He was hiding behind the screen.
He struck me with something. He
Ia fool not to have remembered his
time was out"
A look. wolf-like and grim, had
sprung into the doctors face. His
eyes searched the room, and he cross
ed the floor and picked up something
from the rug. He looked at it a mo-
ment then thrust 1t hastily into his
breast pocket.
"I--remember now. 1t was a pistol.
He snapped it twice. but IL missed
fire.
HE can't hide where well not find
him!" The doctor spoke with low
but terrible energy.
Not that ! care-my said the
major difficulty. But | reckon he'd
better be settled with. or he'll-be
killing some one worth while one OF
these days
A big tear suddenly loosed itself
from the doctors eyelid and rolled
down his cheek, and he turned hasti-
ly away.
There's no call to feel bad said
the major gruffly. i've sort of been
a thorn-in-the-fiesh TO you. Southall
We always rowed, somehow, and
yet"
The doctor choked and cleared his
throat.
II reckon" the major murmured
with faint smile. you won't get
quite so much fun out Of Chalmers
and the rest. They never did rise to
you az | did,
A little later he asked for the re-
storative Ten minutes gone" he
said then. Chalmers ought to be
at Rosewood by now what
fool way TO go--like this. But il isn't
--apoplexy. Southall. anyway.
! AT the sound or wheels on the drive.
Valiant went out quietly. Huddled
in a corner Of the hall were Uncle
and Aunt Daphne, with Jereboam, tho
majors body-servant. Aunt Daphne,
her apron thrown over her face. was
rocking TO and fro silently, and old
Jereboam's head was bowed on his
breast. Valiant went quickly TO the
rear OF the hall. A painful embarrass-
ment had come to him-a curious con-
fusion mingling with fastidious
sense of shrinking. How should he
meet this woman who recoiled from
the very sight Of his face? In the
swfftness OF the tragic event he had
forgotten this. From the background
he saw Judge Chalmers lift down the
frail form, and suddenly his heart