Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1914-03-24

II ~
! to say that you would help me If you
could. The time has come when you
can, think"
"Yes?" answered Magee. His heart
sank. What now?
II must confess that 1 spied this
morning" she went on. 1T was rude
of me, perhaps. But I think almost
anything is excusable under the cir
cumstances, don't you? witnessed a
scene in the hall above-Mr. Magee.
know who has the 100000"
You know" he cried. His heart
gave a great bound. At last! And
lthen-he stopped. pm afraid I must
, ask you not to tell me-" he added
sadly.
The girl looked at him in wonder.
She was type common in Magee's
world-delicate, finely reared, sensi-
tive True. in her pride and haughti-
ness she suggested the snow capped
heights of the eternal hills. But at
sight of those feminine heights Billy
Magee had always been one to seize
his alpenstock in more determined
grip and climb. Witness his attentions
to the superb Helen Faulkner. He
II had a moment Of faltering. Here was
a girl who at least did not doubt him,
who ascribed to him the virtues OF
gentleman, who was glad to trust In
him. Should he transfer his allegi-
ance? No, he could hardly do that
now.
You ask me not to tell you," re-
peated the girl slowly.
THAT demands an explanation" re-
piled Billy Magee. II want you to
Understandable be certain that would
delight to help you If could. But the
fact is that before you came gave
my word to secure the package you
speak of for-another woman. I can
not break my promise to her.
II see," she answered. Her tone
was cool.
I'm very sorry" Magee went on.
But as a matter Of fact seem to be
of very little service to any one. just
now / would give great deal to have
the information you were about to
give me. But since I could not use it
helping you, you will readily see that
I must not listen. I'm sorry"
"I'm sorry, too" replied the girl.
THANK you very much-for telling
me- Now 1 must-go forward-alone."
She smiled unhappily.
I'm afraid you must" answered
Billy Magee.
On the stairs appeared the slim fig
ure of the other girl. Her great eyes
were wistful, her face was pale. She
came toward them through the red
freight. Mr.. Magee saw what a fool
he had been to waver in his allegiance
even for q moment, for he loved her,
wanted her. surely. The snow capped
heights are inspiring, but far more
companionablei is the brook that spar
kles in the valley.
Its rather dull, isn't it?' asked
Miss Norton Of the Thornhill girl. By
the side Of the taller woman she SEEM
ed slight, almost childish. Have you
seen the pictures Of the admiral, Miss
IThornhiH2 p Looking at them is our
one diversion"
IT do not care to see them, thank
you," Myra Thornhill replied, moving
toward the stairs. He is a very dear
friend of my father" She passed up
and out Of sight.
Miss Norton turned away from the
fire, and Mr.. Magee rose hastily to
follow. He stood close behind her,
gazing down at her golden hair, shim-
mering in the dark.
i've just been thinking" he said
lightly, what an absolutely ridiculous
figure l must be in your eyes, buzzing
round and round like a bee in bottle
and getting nowhere at all. Listen
no one has left the inn. While they
stay there's hope. Am I not to have
one more chance-a chance to prove
to you how much care?'
She turned, and even in the the
dusk he saw that her eyes were wet
"Oh, l don't know, I don't KNOW
she whispered I'm not angry any
more. I'm just at sea. I don't know
what to think-what to do. Why try
any longer? I think I'll go away
and give up"
You mustn't do that urged Ma
gee. They came back into the freight.
Miss Thornhill has just informed me
that she knows who has the package"
Indeed" said the girl calmly, but
her face had flushed.
"I didn't let her tell me, Of course"
"Why not?" Oh, how maddening
women could be!
why not?" Magee's tone was hurt.
Because 1 couldn't use her informa-
ton in getting the money for you?'
You are still going to- get the
money for me?"
The freight fell on her lips, her
hair, her eyes, and Mr.. Magee knew
that his selfish bac1elorhood was at
an end. He stopped to her.
"Give me, please" he said, 1.-The ben
eft Of the doubt" 1t was a poor
speech compared to what was in his
heart, but Billy Magee was rapidly
learning that most of the pretty
speeches went with puppets who
could not feel.
(To be continued.)