The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-11-12
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 You'd been saetching for five morn ingS near the kennels,'' she continued. 'sWe first met there, don't you remem- Ber?'
 -'I can't remember thing about itY' exclaimed Brancaster, his head in whirl as he found that all that had happened immediately prior to his ac- cident had vanished from his memory.
 ''Sir Andrew said that for some time your memory would be confused" the girl said
 '.It's hard not to recall the five best mornings of ones life.'' said the young earl .'I wish the accident had plotted out the worst. so that you could never hear of them-'
 s.I do not believe all have heard" said the girl.
 ssTelI me what you've heard, and I'll say if it's true"
 ''Tve heard you gamb1e,"' said the girl, in whom there was a strong moral sense.
 "At times" he confessed, when life seems very meaningless"
 'sThat you are extravagant''-
 Quite right confessed Brancaster. T shall be a beggar some day and die in the gutter and serve me quite right
 That's not worthyi' exclaimed Lady Diana. eff you see you were wrong there's time to go right And you should go.''
 Your hand has given me new Hfe,'' he said
 ''You make too much of it.'' she dis claimed. Couldn't you in the flu ture''-
 A wild new hope pervaded the r~H01o of Ho r0so and stepped toward her.
 ''Is tkat your wishY' he asked breathIessly.
 'sIndeed-from my heart,'' said this young girl, looking him straight in the eyes.
 .-Then the past does not make you utterly despise me?' he continued eagerly
 '.Of course not" she said 'It only makes me sad It all seems pity"
 s'Could your pity ever be akin to''-.
 ''To hope? It is that now.''
 The fearless gaze of the ''cleanest sportswoman in all England'' inspired Brancaster A moment he drew closer to her-closer than either realized. Their hands touched. He felt her warm breath on his eyes and hair.. Hurriedly and hopefully, yet fearfu1ly, he went on:
 And if hope were Justtfied-if you saw that a man could shake off the past = retrieve repair hold up his head and come to you with clean hands and a clean heart-wou1d you let him say to you''-
 The sudden entrance of a servant put an end to what was in his heart and mind.
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 Brancaster shrugged angry shoul- ders.
 You'd rather be alone.'' suggested Lady Diana.
 'fYes, and I shall be in a few mo- ments." answered Brancaster.
 ''I'H come to you when you are," said Lady Diana and was gone.
 A moment later Mrs. D'Aquila was advancing toward him with outstretch- ed hands.
 "Ah, dear Hubert she exclaimed and then stopped short as she saw that he took almost involuntarily a few backward steps from her. What is the matter, Hubert? ?''
 Nothing returned Brancaster Wont you sit down ?''
 She obeyed his hand gesture and sat down.
 "Wel1, now" she continued, tell me how you are.'
 His manner was cold as he replied:
 Practically quite well again-at least shall soon be-Sir Andrew has gone.''
 While his manner was cold. and the woman must have seen plainly that he wished to break with her, there was no consciousness of such knowledge in her voice and manner as she ex- claimed:
 Poor darlingi Pm so glad. Doctors are sweet persons, but a hateful nui- sance.'
 T owe my life to them-and er-to my nurses" he said warmly. Dear things" she said, ''but I should have nursed you better. You don't know. what misery it was to