The Raymer enterprise., 1913-12-04

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monde, monsieur, that l was Miss
Challoner's maid-near her when 9TH
er people were not-near her the very
day she died"
A pause: then an angry exclama-
tion from some one. Sweetwater
thought 1t from the brother. who may
have misinterpreted some look or
gesture on Brotherson's part. Broth.
erson himself would not be apt to
show surprise in any such noisy way.
IL saw many things-Oh. many
things" the girl proceeded with an
admirable mixture Of suggestion and
reserve. THAT day and other days
too. She did not talk-Oh. no. she
did not talk. but saw-Oh, yes, l
saw that she-that you'll have to
say 1t, monsieur. that you were tres
bons amis after that week in Lenox."
"Well7" His utterance Of this word
was vigorous, but not tender. What
are you coming to? What can you
have to show me In this connection
that will believe In for moment"
II have these-is monsieur certaine
that no one can hear? wouldn't have
anybody hear what l have to tell you,
for the world-for all the world"
mo one can overhear." ~
For the first time that day Sweet
water breathed full, deep breath.
This assurance had sounded heartfelt.
blessings on her cunning young
head. She thinks Of everything"
"You are unhappy. You have thought
Miss Challoner cold;-that she had no
response for your yer ardent passion.
But" these words were uttered soto
voce and with telling pauses-"but
-I-know-ver much better than that.
She was yer proud. She had right;
she was no poor girl like me-but she
spend hours-hours In writing letters
she nevaire send. saw one. Just
once, for leetle minute; while you
could breathe 80 short as that; and
1t began with Cheri, or your English
for that. and 1t ended with words
Oh. yer much like these: You may
nevaire see these lines, which was
yer interesting. veree 80, and made
one want to see what she did with
letters she wrote and nevaire mail; so
| watch and look, and one day I see
them. She had leetle ivory box
oh. yer nice. yer pretty. thought It
was jewels she kept locked up so
tight. But. non. non. non. 1t was let
ters-these letters. heard them rat.
tie. rattle. not once but many times.
You believe me, monsieur"
II believe you to have taken every
advantage possible to spy upon your
mistress. believe that. yes"
From interest. monsieur. from
great interest"
"Self.interest"
"As monsieur pleases. But 1t was
strange. yer strange for grande
dame like that to write letters
sheets on sheets-and then not send
them, nevaire. dreamed Of those let.
ters-I could not help 1t, no; and
when she died 80 quick-with no word
for any one, no word at all. thought
Of those writings so secret. 30 OF the
heart, and when no one noticed-or
thought about this box. or-or the key
she kept shut tight. oh. always tight
In her leetle gold purse. Monsieur,
do you want to see those letters?"
asked the girl. with gulp. Evident.
ly his appearance frightened her-or
had her acting reached this point Of
extreme finish? II had nevaire the
chance to put them back. And-and
they belong to monsieur. They are
his-all his-and 30 beautiful! All,
just like poetry"
Il don't consider them mine. |
haven't particle Of confidence In you
or In your story. You are thief
self.convicted; or you're an agent Of
the police whose motives ! neither
understand nor care to investigate.
Take up your bag and 80. I haven't
a cents worth OF interest In its con-
tents"
She started to her feet. Sweetwater
heard her chair crate on the painted
floor. as she pushed 1t back In rising.
! The brother rose too. but more calm.
ly. Brotherson did net stir. Sweet.
water felt his hopes rapidly dying
downtown into ashes. when sud
denly her voice broke forth In pants
"And Marie said-everybody said
that you loved our great lady; that
you. Of the people. common. com.
mon. working with tho hands. living
with men and women working with
the hands. that you had soul, senti.
ment-what you will Of the good and
the great. and that you would give
your eyes for her words, 81 fines. 81
spirituelles. 30 like des vers do poetc.
False! false! all false! She was mn
angel. You are-rcad that" she We.
hemently broke In, opening her bag
and whisklng paper down before
him. Read and understand my proud
and lovely lady. She did right to die.
You are hard-hard. You would have
killed her II she had not"
"SIlence. woman! will read moth.
ing" came kissing from the strong