The Grenada sentinel. [volume] (Grenada, Miss.) 1868-1955, 1914-05-01
CHAPTER il.-Contlnued.


There was nothing left for me to
do but that"
And why did you rob him."
"Ah, had ample time to think Of all
that. You may tell the officers they
will find everything hidden in that
farmhouse cellar. God knows | do not
want them. l am not a thief. I'm not
so bad as that"
Mrs. Wrandall marveled. Not so
bad as that" And she was a murder
.ess. a wanton!
You are hungry. You must be fam
ahhed."
NO, ] am not hungry. l have not
thought of food" She said It in such
. way that the other knew what her
whole mind had been given over to
since the night before.
A fresh impulse seized her. You
svhall have food and a place where you
q sleep-and rest" she said. Now
please don't say anything more. I do
not wan TO know too much. The least
you say tonight, the better for-for
both OF US"
With that she devoted all Of her at
s1ALAOA " NAt NA4s nv Casing "a"
speed considerably. Far ahead she
could see %twinkling, will-o-the-wisp
Nights. the first signs of thickly popu-
lated districts. They were still eight
or ten miles from the outskirts Of the
city and the way was arduous. She
was conscious OF a sudden feeling OF
fatigue. The chill OF the night seemed
TO have made itself felt with abrupt,
almost Supplying force. She won
tered II she could keep her strength,
her courage-her nerves.
The girl was English. Mrs. Wran-
dali was convinced OF the fact. almost
Immediately. Enthusiastically English
and apparently OF the cultivated type.
In fact, the peculiarities OF speech
that determines the London show-girl
or music-hail character were wholly
lacking Her voice, her manner even
under such trying conditions. were
characteristic OF the English woman
Of cultivation. Despite the dreadful
strain under which she labored, there
we're evidences OF that curious Sc
Yenity which marks the English wom-
al OF tho better classes; an Unborn
~composure, a calm orderliness OF the
emotions. Mrs. Wrandall was con-
scious Of a sense OF surprise. OF a
wonder that increased as her thoughts
resolved themselves into something
less chaotic than they we're at the time
Of contact with this visible condition.
For a mile or more she sent the car
along with reckless disregard for com
fort or safety. Her mind was cropping
for something tangible in the way OF
intentions. What was she to do with
his creature7 What was to become
of herr At what street corner should
abe turn her adrift? The idea OF
handing her over TO the police did
bot enter her thoughts for an instant.
Somehow she felt that the girl was
n stranger TO the city. She could not
's1pla,n the feeling. yet 1t was with
her \ very persistent. OF course,
there was a home of some sort, or
lodgings, or friends. but would he girl
fare show herself in familiar haunts?
She found herself wondering why
ne poor wretch had not made way
with herself. Escape seemed out OF
Sne question. That must have been
clear 70 her from the beginning, else
why was she going back there to give
herself up? What better way out of
# than self-desuuction. She would
advise the girl to leave the car when
they reached the center OF a certain
Bridge that spanned the river! No one
would find her.
Even as the thought too shape In
her mind, she experienced a great
Of awe, so overwhelming that
abe cried out with the horror OF It
She turned her head for a quick glance
at the mute, wretched face showing
white above the robe, n her heart
Ached with sudden pity for her. The
thought OF that slender. alive thing
going down to the icy waters-hel
soul turned sick with the dread OF 1t
In that instant, Sara Wrandall-nc
philanthropist, no sentimentalist-
made up her mind to give this errins
one more than an even chance for sal
walton. She would see her safely
across that bridge and many others
God had directed the footsteps OF this
girl so that she should fall In with
tho one best qualified to pass judg
ment on her. 1t was in that person
power TO ave her or destroy her. Tt
commandment, Thou shalt not kill
AOok on a broader meaning az she cor
s5dered the power that was hers. Tn
Try~sr to kill.
A great relaxation came over Sari
Vnpndall. II Was as II every nerve
avery muscle in her body had reache'
M annnptno nnipt md arddapIu hai
given way. For a moment her hand
were weak and powerless; her hea'
1ell forward. In an instant sh'
conquered - but only partially--th'
strange feeling Of lassitude. Then shi
realized how tired abe was. how herce
tie strain bad tod % her body an.