Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1913-09-09


machines. Bridgeport would be q
prettier city II tts factories hadn't
grown over some Of its flne old build
ings and wiped out the haunts Of some
Of it, first families but It would not be
nearly a. impressive IN the census 70
turns.
Bridgeport 10 situated ut the bot.
tom Of Connecticut on Long Island
Sound. It has one railroad, tho New
York, New Haven & Hartford. Walk
ing Ia also good and steamers run on
Long Island Sound which lies In front
OF the city and furnishes II with salt
filled with as many varied emotions
as 1t is generally given woman to en-
dure. She applied the best remedy
that woman knows for surfeit OF feel
ing. She took down her hair. un-
dressed, and cried herself to sleep.
CHAPTER VII.
Tommy woke next morning to the
appropriate mental and physical tor
lures. When memory had finished
with her rack, the future applied
thumb screws. II he went down to
breakfast. he must meet-her. Re
morse and jealousy struggled in him
with q perverse pride. At any rate,
he would not run away. No, he would
face her. He would look into her eyes,
which would be shocked and hurt The
last embers Of ruined existence
would shine through his own. Then,
after she had seen and realized, he
would 60 away forever and send her
lust one letter-no, just one hover
with his card-to let her know what he
had felt and what he had cast aside.
Then-since the human spirit Ia
never static-having touched the low
est depths, his thoughts began to rise
toward hope. Just how had he be
haved last night? What had she seen
him do? From the haze OF confused
memories. q clear fact appeared In this
place and that. He had got up the hrst
flight somehow; that part Of It was
dim. He had been aware Of her
standing at the landing. How had she
looked? Somehow. he could not re-
member her face. Why? Because
he had been looking at her shoe
buckles--at something which glittered
Why
The tragic night Of the Hanska muir.
der flashed in upon him, and with 1t q
fact which he had told neither the
police in the third degree process nor
yet the coroner at the inquest, for the
simple reason that he had forgotten 1t.
Now, he remembered it clearly, per.
fectly. A freak of drunken conscious
ness had brought back something
which he might never have remember.
ed again.
Gee Whit" he cried. leaping out OF
bed. headache and ALL "She's looking
for evidence-this will fix her!' A
cold dip and dash Of bromide re.
stored him wonderfully. for the tissues
of Tommy North were resilient and
young. AS he entered the dining room
for breakfast, only slight pallor and
a little languor indicated the crisis OF
the night before.
Betsy-Barbara and Constance were
already seated. Betsy-Barbara looked
him full in the eye.
Good morning. Mr.. North" she
said evenly Nothing whatever gave
a clue to her inner emotions.
Good morning" replied Tommy
shortly; and he slid into his chair and
attacked his grape fruit.
The breakfast went on. Betsy
Barbara talked freely; she appeared
animated even. She included Mr.
North in the conversation, throwing
him a question now and then. He
noticed, however, that these questions
came only at regular intervals, az
though she wore remembering to be
very careful. That might be q good
sign or it might be q bad one, he could
not decide which.
Betsy Barbara and Constance had
risen now Tommy North, with IN ef
fort of the will, rose and followed.
miss Lane" he said in the hall; ant
then, since she did not seem to hea,
him, he spoke louder, Miss Lane"
! Betsy-Barbara turned. Alone with
him now-since Constance had gone
onher eyes showed the emotions
which she had suppressed in public.
| What is it," she said icily.
II wanted" said TOMMY wanted
| to tell you something"
II think" responded Betsy Barbara
, chat you needn't make any more ex
pIanations-thank you!"
She was turning away when Tommy
recovered himself.
"Oh, it isn't that" he said. II cam
! explain that, OF course. I'm not trying
to explain that Miss Lane. It's JUS
something something new in the line
Of evidence-about the Hanska case
! think it may help"
, Betsy Barbara turned aga3n-ant
this time quickly. Her look was start
lled-but- be praised-friendlv
Something new?' she said, breath
.lessly. "Oh, you angel fresh from
heaven! Shall l send for Constance? 2
This was the point where Tommy
North became strategfst.
, ut has to do" he said humbly, witt
! the way was last night You saw
mel shouldn't like to tell her."
Lets take walk" proposed Betsy
Barbara, with her wonderful practic
ality. @
If you wish" said Tommy Nortl
,humbly. and yet thrilled with a sense
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