Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1914-11-05

by this dme he wan nt tho head Of
the steps Standing to one aide. he Of.
fered his hand 70 assist Marta. But
she seemed not 10 see H. Her aspect
was that Of downright AntAsonism.
However absurd Yes. II Il absurd
TO think that you can make me a party
to any OF your plans. for She broke
on abruptly with staring eyes. a. u she
had seen an apparition-
Lanstron turned and through tho
door OF the toolroom saw Feller enter
ing the sitting-room. He was not the
bent. dsferentiai gardener. His fea-
lures were hard-set. q lighting rage
burning in his eyes. his sinevs tant
% II about TO spring upon an adver-
sary., When he recognized the m
truders he turned limp. his head
dropped, hiding his face with his hat
brim, and he steadied himself By rest
ing hand on the table edge.
"oh. IT'S you. Lanny-Colonel Lam
stronl" he exclaimed thickly. Il saw
that some one had come In here and
naturally ! was alarmed, as nobody
but myself ever enters. And Miss Gal
landi" He removed his hat deferentlai-
y and bowed: his stoop returned and
the lines OF his face dropped. Il was
90 stupid. Il did not occur 70 me that
you might be showing the tower to
Colonel Lanstron."
I'VE are sorry to have given you .
fright" said Marta very gently.
"Ehf .Ehi" queried Teller. again
deaf. Fright Oh. no. no fright. II
might have been some boys from the
town marauding."
He was about to withdraw, in keep
ing with his circumspect adherence
to his part, which he played with a
sincerity that half-convinced even him
self at times that he was really deaf.
when the fre nickered back suddenly
to his eyes and he glanced from Lam
stron to the stairway in desperate In
quiry.
wait, Felleri Three Of Us share
the secret now. These are Miss Gal
lands premises. / thought best that
she should know everything" said Tan
'stron.
''Everything!" exclaimed Teller.
Everything" the word caught In his
throat. "You mean my story, tool" He
was neither young nor old now. she
knows who I ann" he asked.
"His story!" exclaimed Marta, with
a puzzled look to Lanstron before she
turned to Teller with a look Of warm
sympathy. why, there is no story!
You came with excellent recommends
lions. You are our very efficient gar
dener. That Is all we need to know.
Isn't that the way you wish 1t, Mr..
Feller?"
"Yes, just thatl" he said softly, rails
ing his eyes to her. Thank you, Miss
Galland!"
He was going after another Thank |
you'll" and bow; going with the slow |
step and stoop Of his part when Lam
'stron. with q masculine roughness Of |
impulse which may be sublime gentle
ness, swung him around and seized his
hands in a firm caress.
Forgive me. Gustave!" he begged.
Forgive the most brutal Of all in
juries-that which wounds a friends
sensibilities."
why, there is nothing l could ever
have to forgive you. Lanny," he said,
returning Lanstron's pressure while
for an instant his quickening muscles
gave him soldierly erectness. Then
his attitude changed to one Of doubt
and inquiry. And you found out that
was not deaf when you had that fall
on the terrace?" he asked. turning to
Marta. THAT is how you happened to
get the whole story? Tell me. hon.
estly!"
s.. eyes" ....- "a
You saw so much more Of me than
the others. Miss Galland," he said with