The Washington times., 1913-10-01

manded. Tell me now. has our little
f; girl left her heart in Paris, or has she
brought it back intact?"
Neither" she replied, softly, and
met his eyes with perfect frankness. 81
left it here when l went away. You
! know that"
] "Still faithful to the old memory?
| he asked, with strange CLEAN in his
] eyes.
! Does it surprise you?" There was
grave reproach in her gaze.
"Oh. no. Mo-" he quickly protested,
and then, with smill: I'm going to
surprise you"
Are your
"Yes. You shall see him soon.' he
said.
oh" gasped the girl, taking a quick
step toward him, and clasping her
hands. "Mr. Andrew! You mean-?"
Yes, yes" He smiled upon her with
the air Of caliph. THE man who
ewes his life to you. and doesn't even
know your name
"But-when-when?"
You shall soon see"
"Oh. u can't lie true. It's too won
derful!' she exc.afreAa
Yes, yes" he agreed, after an, essss
is magic in this dull old world. and IL it
pleases me to be the magician. Why
not?'
is he quite well?' she asked.
Quite" There was a peculiar grim
hardness in the tone with which he i'm
parted this information.
when they took him away in an
ambulance 1 was sure he was going to
die." she said softly. and her eyes grew
big and musty at the recollection.
And SO he would-but for you," smiled
Mr.. Andrew.
The girl flashed him an eager. happy
look. II did do the right thing. didn't
To- she asked.
Yes, the only thing that could have
saved him. But tell me-" he went on.
how did you ever learn to make
tourniquet?"
Why. I'd seen pictures of it. in those
First Aid things in railroaS trains;
and when he was thrown from the auto
mobile and lay bleeding at my feet-I
don't know why, but 1 just happened
into strips and took a stick and twisted
II
tight as I could"
And for a few brief moments You
looked into each others eyes," supple
mented Mr.. Andrew. with a smile.
Yes" Her eyes dropped.
And then the ambulance came and
whisked him away out Of your life?"
"Yes"-very softly.
But you never forgot, though neither
Of you ever knew the others name"
The girl looked up at him and held out
her hands.
"Oh. Mr.. Andrew" she pleaded, "who
is he? Who is he?''
Hmm he unused, taking her hands
rather absently. Small chance that
you two should ever meet again. The
little waif Of the streets and the Mol
of the world-yet so it is to be-"
1T seems like fairyland," she whis-
pered.
1T IS for that purpose" he went on. ,
gravely. ignoring her last explanation.
Il have taken this house. and for that
purpose / have created a family, In
place of the one you lost when you
were a child. A father. a mother, a
brother-in short a past that will stand
all the scrutiny it is ever likely to re-
ceive."
neSe DETAILS were or little lmpOr.
tance to the girl just then.
Does he remember me-" she asked.
with trepidation.
He has often tried to find you," was
the grave reply. But / have kept you
hidden until you were ready to blos-
som like the rose you are today"
But why-why," protested the girl. |
reproachfully. didn't you let him find
me when you knew that'-she blushed !
and broke off abruptly. |
I'm order first to educate and train |
YOU" he explained. gently. And, Sec
ondly. to blot out a past that. innocent |
though you were, would forever have
kept you apart"
"And-and-you know?' she asked. |
with hesitancy.
II have seen him."
oh. Don't you admire him. too?"
she exclaimed
He looked over her head in silence
for a few moments before he replied.
very slowly, as If picking his words:
He once. unknowrgly. did me n
great service. and / desire to return it
in kind"
To Be Continued Tomorrow.