The Gem worker and the Idaho labor herald. (Boise, Idaho) 1914-1917, 1914-12-17

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breast pocket.
Slowly he co lcted her up the
stairs. In his private room he motion
ed her to chair. seating himself at
the desk.
Il am not going to threaten you
again" he said quietly. Il wish you
to know that this is the last time you
can interfere with my plans. Child
can you not be made to see what folly
1t is-this fight against me?"
MIR. Loubeque," she said softly.
have you never grieved that it is i'm
possible for the finer feelings you are
continually suppressing to be returned
because your ambitions are cruel and
base! do not like to wage this con-
slant war with you. l do not like to
battle with the man who has been SO
kind to me in his own way that could
love him as another father But you
would ruin my father; you would
wreck my sweetheart's life You would
keep me apart from perfect happiness
after have merely peeked through
the door Of that happiness only to have
1t slammed shut in my face Can't
you see that 1t is you who must 20
down to defeat? Can't you see that
love such as supports q frail girl to
battle with you as have done will
not be downed by the most powerful
man? Can't you see that cannot stop
even II l do sometimes grow very
tired and sick at heart and pray to
this soul Of mine to let me lie down for
little while and rest? Rest-rest''-
She broke or with sob Of the most
acute distress There Is no such word
as rest for me. Always it is go on. 20
on, constantly go on, until it seems /
must fall along the wayside. But do
not fall. l have won from you con
stantly; / have always won, and |
shall always continue to win. And
you know 1t, Mr.. L0ubeque. for / can
see 1t on your faee-nOw"
Like one inspired she was. as the
halting tones Of her plea changed to
those of passionate conviction, GER
tainty that expressed itself in words
tumbling from the tongue with utter
abandon. words that seemed to come
from other lips than her own. And as
Loubeque looked back at the beauti-
full figure Of the girl he was surprised
to see that suddenly she seemed TO
have changed, that the slip of a child
who had come on board the Empress
from the hydroaeroplane had suddenly |
become woman of such capacity for
love and hate as even he himself did |
not have.
Came back to him the girl he had |
loved and whom he still loved as fond
ly as in the old days of Filtration walk
at the Point, from which he had been
expelled. Swiftly she came to his
side, placing her hand upon his shout
Ger her voice low and tender again
like the signing of an April breeze
through the greening baby leaves
you think you are working for hate,
and all the time you are working for
the same reason that l am-you are
working because OF love. Can you
not see what a perversion of love is
this thing you constantly seek to do?
Can yOu not
Lucille could feel the mans shout
ders trembling, could mark the ire
mendous effort he made at self con-
troll She was almost ready to plead
with him for a return of the papers,
to give up his entire life work and
count 1t failure, confident that he was
well along the road to doing so. when
a rap sounded on the door.
For some reason which she could not
define a shudder ran through her at
the sound. She seemed to recognize a
sinister presence close by. She glanced
at Loubeque, and her heart sank as
she saw the wave OF emotion she had
bred within him had passed, that he
was again the ley. indefatigable inter-
national spy.
Come in." he called briskly.
Slowly, cautiously, yet with not the
slightest uncertainty, the door pushed
open. Before the visitor appeared on
the threshold Lucille knew who it
would be-
For a moment she was taken aback
By Thompson's perfect aplomb She
knew he had been the one who robbed
her Of her necklace, that he had spray
ed her with ether and taken It from
about her throat while she slept And
yet not 20 much as BY the culver OF an
eyelash did he show any sign OF sur
prise or fear.
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gan apelOgatically. when I.oubequs
lifted bis hand imperatlvely
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the spy. separating every gyllable and
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