Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1913-11-19
THE
HUSBANDS
OF EIl TIL
Blu
GEORGE BARR
N'CUTCHEON
Copyright bu Dodd. Mead & Go.
CHAPTER XII.
II do love YOU"

- 90 Iovo yoQ.'
EANTlME telegram had pre-
coded lengthy letter into the
WI department Of the police. both
directed to Herr Bauer, who
In reality was James Citizens Of Scot
land Yard. The telegram had said:
'Why do you say NJ. is there? He is
In London. Explain. Letter tomor-
row." The letter had come, and MIR.
Citizens as we'll as the local police Of
fee was ''bowled over," to express it in
Scotland Yard English. He had wired
his employers that m. Is still in Inns
bruck. Cannot be In London" 1t was
very clearly set forth in the letter that
Roxbury Medcroft was in London and
that Mr.. Citizens of Scotland Yard had
betrayed his trust. He was virtually
charged with playing into the hands Of
the selling out" as it WERE
1t readily may be expected that Mr..
Citizens was accused Of being in the
employ Of the Opposition" Moreover,
It Is but reasonable to assume that he
took vigorous steps at once to vindi-
cate himself. which accounts for the
woe that lurked close behind the heels
Of man named Brock
Brock and Constance had ridden off
that afternoon to visit the historic
Schloss Ambras. The great castle had
been saved for the very last of their
explorations. He had just been able
to secure permission to visit that part
Of the dukes residence open on certain
occasions to the curious public. Edith
had declined to accompany them. In
the first place, she was expecting the
all important message from her hus-
band. She was ION nettles." to quote
her plaintive eagerness. In the second
place, she realized that as the crisis
, was at hand in the affairs of Brock
and Constance her presence was not a
necessary adjunct. Not only was she
expecting a message from Roxbury,
but eagerly anticipating an outb,ust of
joyous news from the two who had. it
seemed. very gladly left her behind
The young couple returning by the
lower road from the schloss came to
resting place at little eating house
nd garden on the hillside overlooking
he river inn. 1t Is quiet, demure,
unfrequented place among the crags.
standing In from the white roadway
hundred feet or more, clouded by
gorgeous trees and somber cliffs. It
was to this charming, romantic retreat
that Brock led his fair. now tremulous
1namorata. She. too. knew that the
hour for decision had come. 1t was in
the air, in the CLINT of his eyes. in the
leaping of her heart. And she knew
what she would say to him and what
they would say to the world few
hours hence. The mountains seemed
to have lost their splendid frown
They were beaming down upon her.
tenderly caressing instead Of bleak and
foreboding as they always had been
before
A rosy checked girl came into the
garden to serve them. Swift. cool
breezes were SQUIRTING down the valley.
bearing in their wake the soft rain
clouds that were soon to drench the
earth and then radiantly pass on. They
were quite alone, seated in the shelter
of a wide, overhanging portico. A
soft, green darkness was creeping over
the mountain side, pregnant with smell
of the shower.
Constance ordered tea and bite Of
something to eat for both. Brooks
gaze never left her exquisite face
while she was engaged In the pretty
but rather self conscious occupation
of instructing the waitress. After the
girl had departed. he leaned forward
across the little table and said. a trif1e
hoarsely and disjointedly:
lit was most appetizing to watch
YOU do that. could live forever OF
nothing but tea and sandwiches if You
We're to order them"
you've said great many silly
things to me this afternoon"
81 wonder"-he stopped and lowered
lis voicc-"I wonder if you would ca:
It silly if were to tell yo,l that los
you. very. very much" His glovu
hand dropped upon hers rs she FUN
bed aimlessly with the menu card
something in the very helplessneSs oi
that long. slim hand drew the strength
of all hfs love toward tall Of this
confident. arrogant love that had come
20 be so sure of itself in these last
days. His gray eyes. dark with the
Eurp5se of his passion, took on new
and ilnpelling glow: she looked into
them for an instant. the wavering
smile of last resort on her parted lips;
then her lids dropped quickly and her
lip trembled.
II should still think you very silly"
she said in very low voice, unless
unless you do love me-"