Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-05-29
TIMES REPUBLICAN, MARsHALLTOWN IOWA: MAY 2s. 1914

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pacsIns them for departure. when
sara entered her room.
They regarded each other steadily,
ouestioningly for short space OF
time.
Leslie has Just called up to ask
what the devil meant by letting
him make q fool of himself" said
sara. with q peculiar little twisted
smile on her lips.
Hetty offered no comment, but after
a moment gravely and rather wistfully
called attention to her present occu'
patton by . significant flaunt Of her
hand and . saddened smile.
Il see," said Sara, without emotion.
IF you choose 20 60, Hetty, shall
not oppose YOU"
my position here is false one.
Sara. l prefer to CO."
"This morning I should have held
. sword over your head"
1T 10 very difficult for me to realize
all that has happened"
you are free to depart You are
free in every sense Of the word. Your
future rests with yourself. my dear"
1T hurts me- more than l can tell
to feel that you have been hating me
all these months"
1T hurts mellow"
Hetty walked TO the window and
looked out
What are your plans?" Sara in.
quired, after an interval.
Il shall seek employment-andw wait
for you to act"
II? You mean?'
Il shall not run away, Sara. Nor do
I intend to reveal myself to the au.
thorities. am not morally guilty OF
crime. A year ago feared the con.
sequences Of my deed, but l have
learned much since then. l was
stranger In a new world. In England
we have been led to believe that you
lynch women here as readily as you
lynch men. I now know better than
that From you alone l learned my
greatest lesson. You revealed to me
the true meaning of human kindness.
You shielded me who should not.
Even now l believe that your first
impulse was q tender one. l shall
regret the baser thought that came
later on. l have loved you-yes. al.
most as good dog loves his master.
It is not for me to tell the story of
that night and all these months to
the world. l would not be betraying
myself, but you. You would be called
upon to explain, not l. And you would
be the one to suffer. When you met
me on the road that night was on
my way back to the inn to give my.
self into custody. You have made it
impossible for me to do so now My
lips are sealed. It rests with you.
Sara"
Sara joined her in the broad win
dow. There was a strangely exalted
look in her face. A gilded birdcago
hung suspended In the easement. With
out word, she threw open the win
dow screen. The gay little canary in
the gilded cage cooked his head and
watched her with alert eyes. Then
she reached up and gently removed
the cage from its fastenings. Putting
It down upon the window sill. she
opened the tiny door. The bird hoped
about his prison in q state Of great
excitement,
Hetty looked on, fascinated
At last q yellow streak shot out
through the open door and an instant
later resolved itself into the bobbing,
fiuttering dicky-bird that had lived
In cage all its life without an hour
Of freedom. For few seconds 1t
circled over the tree tops and then
alighted on one Of the branches One
might we'll have imagined that he
could hear it's tiny heart beating with
terror. It's wings were hali-raised and
nuttering. It's head Jerking from side
to side in wild perturbation. Taking
courage, Master Dicky hoped timo-
rouely to nearby twig, and then ven
tured a fight to 4 tree top nearer the
window easement. Perched In it's top
most branches he cheeped shrilly, as
If there was fear in his little breast.
In silence the two women in the
window watched the agitated move
, ments of the bird. The same thought