Gunnison news-champion., 1914-09-18

received news of her l have not
been cut Of touch with her. Brandon.
not even for an hoar !"
Good heaven. sarsi You don I
mean 10 say you've had her shadowed
by-by deteetives." he exclaimed.
sxhsst.
Her maid is q very faithful serv-
ant Was her ambiguous reioiRder.
csAPTER xstll.
Disturbing Ne~s.
He walked home swiftly through
the early night. his brain seething with
tumultuoas thoughts The reyela-
tions OF the day we're staggering the
whole universe seemed to have turned
topsy y-turvy since that devastating
hour at Burton's inn. Somehow he
was not able to confine his thoughts
TO Hetty Castleton alone She seemed
to sink into the background. despite
the absolution he hae been so ready.
50 eager to grant her on hearing the
story from Sara's lips. Not that his
resolve to search her out and claim
her in spite of everything Was likely
to weaken. but thai the absorbing fig
ure Of Sara wrandall stood out most
clearly in his reflections.
What an amazing creature she was! !
He could not drive her out Of his
thoughts, even when he tried to con-
centrate them on the one person who
10, <.f an.
world, his warm-hearted, adorabl
Hetty. Strange contrasts suggested
themselves to him ss he strode along,
head bent and shoulders hunched. He
could not help contrasting the two
women. He loved Hetty; he would
always love her, of that he wss posi-
tive. She was saras superior In ev.
cry respect, tAhnitely 20, he argued
And yet there was something in sars
that could crowd this aAored one, this
perfect one out Of his thoughts for the
time being. He found 1t dihicult to
concentrate his thoughts ON Hetty
Castleton.
when she said good night to him Q.
the doorl The memory of her dark,
mysterious eyes haunted him; he
could see them In the night about him
They had been full of pain; there were
torrents of tears behind them. They
had glistened ~ If FURNISHED by the
fires of fever.
Even as he wrote his long. trium
phant letter to Hetty Castieton, the
picture of Sara Wrandall encroached
upon his mental vision. He could no:
drive 1t out. He thought of her as
she had appeared to him early in the
spring; through all the varying stages
of their growing intimacy; through the
interesting days when he vainly tried
to translate her matchless beauty by
means of wretched pigments: up te
this present hour in which she was
revealed. and yet not revealed, to hin
Her vivid face was always before hin
paper on which he scribbled SO cage
! ly. Her feverish eyes we're lookin
into his; she was reading what h
wrote before 1t appeared on the SUI
face of the Sheet
/ His letter to Hetty was a trump
of skill and diplomacy. achieved afte
/ many attempts. He found it hard nc
/ to say too much, and quite as dificu
not to say too little. He spent hour
over this sramportant missive.
last 1t was finished. He read and n
/ read it. searching for the slightes
/ flaw. a fatal word or suggestion tha
might create in her mind the slightes
doubt as to his sincerity. She wa
sure to read this letter a great man
| times. and always with the view I
] finding something between the lines
such as pity, resignation, an enforce
I conception of loyalty, or even faith
I He meant that she should find noti
ing there but love. IL was full of tel
/ derness. full of hope. full of promis'
fast, enduring love in his heart, b
wanted her now more than ever befor'
There was no mention of Challi
| Wrandall, and but once was Sara
name used There was nothing /
the letter that could have betraye
their joint secret to the most acut
1 outsider, and yet she would unde
stand that he had wrung everythin
from Saras lips Her secret was hi
He decided that IL would not be sal
to anticipate the letter by a cabl
gram. 1t was not likely that any me
sage he could send would have th
desired effect. Instead Of reassurin
her, in all probability ii would Great
fresh alarm.
Sleep Gid not come TO him until aftt
three o'clock At two he got up an
deliberately added a postscript to th
letter he had written 1t was in Ii
nature OF . poignant plea for Sar
] arandaH Even as he uenned thes