The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-06-26

1&AF6u&l was alASa away
| The padre took her hand Ia his own
and began to pat II softly. II was the
nearest be dared approach IN the way
Of suggesting caution. He alone OF
them all knew.
| ~0h, believe read something
about It Ia the newspapers
Five years ago." Abbott set down
his tea cup. He's the hravest man
know. He's rather friendless man.
/ besides. Horror OF money. Thinks
every one is after him for that. Tries
to throw 1t away; but the income piles
up too quickly. See that Indian, pass
ing the cakes? Wouldn't think 1t.
would you, that Courtlandt carried
him on his back for ave miles! The
Indian had fallen afoui a wounded
tiger. and the heaters we're miles on
I've been watching. They haven't even
spoken to each other. Courtlandt's
probably forgotten all about the incl
dent, and the Indian would die rather
than eSnbarrass his savior before
4 strangers
Your friend, then, is quite hero?''
What was the matter with Nora's
voice? Abbott looked at her wonder.
ingly. The tone was hard and I'M
/ musical.
He couldn't be anything else, be-
ing Dick Courtlandt's boy, volun-
teered Harrigan. with enthusiasm 1T
| runs in the family.
It seems strange observed Nora,
that never heard you mention that
you knew Mr.. Courtlandt."
Why, Nora, there's lot OF things
nobody mentions unless chance brings
them up Courtlandt- 1.-The one knew
has been dead these sixteen years.
II knew he had had son, I'd for
gotten all about it. The only grave
yard isn't on the hillside; there's one
under everybody's thatch,"
| The padre nodded approvingly. :
| Nora was not particularly pleased
with this phase In the play. Court
landt would find valiant champion
| in her father, who would blunder in
when some fine passes were being ex-
changed. And she could not tell him;
she would have cut out her tongue
rather.
"Will you forgive me?' asked Ce-
leste of Courtlandt. Never had she
felt more Ill at ease. For full ten
minutes he chatted pleasantly. with
never the slightest hint regarding the
| episode in Paris. She could stand 1t
no longer. @Will you forgive me?"
For what?''
| THAT night in Paris"
DO not permit that to bother you
In the least. ] was never going to re-
cali IT.
WAS it so unpleasant"
| "On the contrary, was much
amused
Il did not tell you the truth"
$50 have found out"
Il do not believe that it was you"
impulsiyely.
Thanks. | had nothing to do with
Miss Harrigans imprisonment
DO you feel that you could make
a confidant Of me?"
| He smiled. My dear Miss -Four
nier; have come to the place where
distrust even myself
Forgive my curiosity"
Courtlandt held out his cup to Rao.
II am glad to see yousagain.' 2
| .Ah, Sahib!''
The little Frenchwoman was torn
| with curiosity and repression She
wanted to know what causes had pro
duced this unusual drama which was
unfolding before her eyes. TO be pre-
| scented with effects which had no APP
parent causes was maddening. It was
not dissimilar to being taken to the
second act of a modern problem play
| and being forced to leave before the
| curtain rose upon the third act. She
had laid all the traps her intelligent
| mind could invent; and Nora had calm
| " walked over them or around Nora"s
mind was Celtic: French in it's adroit-
ness and Irish in its watchfulness and
tenacity. And now she had set her
arts Of persuasion In motion (aided by
q piQuant beauty to lift a corner Of
the veil from this mans heart, Check
mate!
r should like to. help you." she
said, trnthfully. .F
In what wayg'
It was useless. but she continued:
She does not know that you went
to Flora Desimone's that night
And vet she sent you to watch nae"
But 50 many things happened after
ward that she evidently forgot.
That Is possible.
CTO BE CoNTINUED.)
He Didn't Mind the Crowd.
The most embarrassing moment OF