The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1913-10-03

e100eDS mat - loved him The GtoaeQg
b6cams ne conviction that hs ,03d NJ
cars ~ Much for her aSshe prsfessed.
She begm to dstsct . decided falllns
o6 In htgf ardor. Il WAS no lie tfyins
u hide the fact from hsfsslf that CoA.
stance was the most disturbing symp-
tom in evidence. jealousy succeeded
speculation. Katherine decided to b
hateful. She could not have helped Il
n she had tried.
It wa very evident, TO her at least,
that Freddie was not to blame. He
was being led on BY the artful Miss
Fowler. There could be no doubt Of
it-none In the least, declared Mis-
Rodney In the privacy Of her own mis-
cradle reflections.
Just Al she was on the point Of car
Fying her o to her mother IN
astounding revelation came to her out
Of a clear sky; an entirely new condi.
ton came into the problem. 1t dawned
upon her suddenly. without warning,
that R0xbury Medcroft was In love
with his sister-in-law.
When she burst In upon her mother
half an hour later that excellent lady
started up from her couch, alarmed BY
the excitement in her daughters face.
Mrs. Rodney. good soul, was one Of
the kind who always think the world
Is coming to an end, or the house II
On flre, or the king has been assassinat-
ed, If any one approaches with a look
Of distress in his face.
my dear. my DEAR" she cried AZ
stopped tragicaily in the
doorway. What has happened to your
father? Speak"
Mamma, it's worse than that! r.
"Merciful heaven! The good lady
reached for her smelling salts.
"I've made a dreadful discovery"
went on Katherine In suppressed tones.
1T came to me like a fash. I couldn't
believe my own brain. So I watched
them from my window. There's no
doubt about 1t, mamma. It's as plain
as the nose on your face. He"-
my darling, what are you talking
about? IL my nose-what is the mat
ter with my nose?" She vaguely felt
Of her nose, in horror.
Hes in love with her. There's no
mistake. And, will you believe me.
mamma. she Is encouraging him! Pos.
Why-why, it's utterly con
oh, dear. what are We
10 dol"
Mrs. Rodney looked blankly at her
daughter. who had thrown herself IN
! chair. She gasped and then gave
vent to a tremendous squeak.
I'm love! Your father3 With whom
who Il shef'
"Father2 Oh, Lord, mother, I didn't
Ny anything about father. Don't cry!
[ts another man altogether"
mot Freddie Ulsterveltr' Quavered
Mrs. Rodney. pulling herself together.
After all he has said 10 you
mo, no. mamma" cried her daugh-
ter irritably. Freddie may be in love
with her, but he's not the only onss
She Strengthened up and
looked at her mother with wide, horror
struck eyes. "Roxbury Medcroft Il
nadly In love with Constance Fowler!'
Mrs. Rodney did not utter a sound
Tor fully q minute and a half. She new
sr took her eyes from her daughters
distressed face. The color was coming
back into her own. and her lips were
themselves into thin red lines
lbove her rigid chin.
Pm sorry. Katherine, that you have
,een It too. I have suspected 1t for
days. But I have not dared to
Ipeak-it seemed too improbable. What
ire we to dor She sat down sudden
y. even weakly.
"She's not only leading Freddie on.
,ut she's flirting with her own broth
.rin-law-her own sisters husband
ler-her"-
"Her own niece's fatheri It's afro
'She's a horrid beastl And I thought
loved her. oh. mamma. It's just
lreadful"
katherine, control yourself. I will
lot have you upsetting yourself like
You'll have another Of those aw-
hui headaches. Leave It all to me.
lear. Something must be done. We
amt stand by and see dear Edith be-
She's 90 happy and 90 trust
ng. And, besides all that, we'd be
ragged into the scandal. r.
"And the Odell-C arneys too. Heav-
,ns!'
1T must be stopped! l shall 60 at
,nce to Mrs. Odell-C Carney and tell her
What we have discovered. It will pre-
bare her. She IL the best friend I have.
Ind I know she will suggest a way to
put q stop to, this thing before It IL
100 late. We must
"Why don't you speak to father
lbout It first?"
"Your father! Ny dear, what would
3e the use? He wouldn't believe it
ax snel1r does Z H66d1k II dearsMrs.
0dellI Carney IL In her room" The es-
Unable lady luttered loosely toward
he door. Her daughter called to her.
IF I were you I'd wait q day or
NO. mamma" She was quite cool
ind very calculating now. 1T may
itself, and-and II we can just
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