Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1914-12-24

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Hetty: have tried you all over again
in my own little court and | have &C
Quilted you of the charge had against
YOU. | do not offer you silly pardon
You must allow me TO have my way
in this matter, TO choose my own
means OF compensating you for"
You saved my life" protested Het-
ty. shaking her head obstinately.
MY dear, appreciate the fact that
you are English" said Sara, with a
weary smile. but won't you please see
the point?"
Then Hetty smiled too. and the way
was easier after that for Sara. She
gained her quixotic point, and Hetty
went away from Southlook feeling that
no woman in all the world was SO be
wildering as Sara Wrandall.
When she sailed for England. two
days later the newspapers announced
that the beautiful and attractive Miss
Castleton was returning to her native
land on account OF the death OF Lord
Murgatroyd. and would spend the year
on the continent. where probably she
would be Joined later on by Mrs. Wran-
dali, whose period of mourning and
distress had been softened by the con
slant and loyal friendship of this ex-
quisite Englishwoman."
Four hundred miles out at sea she
was overtaken by wireless messages
from three persons.
Brandon Booths message said: II
am sailing tomorrow on a faster ship
than yours You will find me waiting
for you on the landing stage" Her
heart gave leap TO dizzy beights. and,
try as she would she could not crush
II back TO the depths in which II had
dwelt for days.
The second bit OF pale green paper
contained cry from most uneNpect-
ed source: Gable your London ad-
dress. S. refuses to give it to me
think | understand the situation We
want to make amends for what you
have had to put up with during the
year. She has shown her true nature
at last" 1t was signed Leslie"
From Sara came these cryptic
words: For each year of famine there
will come seven years OF plenty"
All the way across the Atlantic she
lived in state OF subdued excitement.
Conflicting emotions absorbed her
vaking hours but her dreams we're all
OF one complexion: rosy and warm
and full OF a joyousness that dis
tressed her vastly when she recalled
Them to mind in the early morning
hours. During the day she intermit-
tently hoped and feared that he would
be on the landing stage. In any event.
she was bound to find unhappiness
If he we're there her joy would be
short-lived and bli,h'ins: if he were
not there. her dieaprointment would
oe equally hard 10 bear
He was there. She say him from
the deck OF the tender as they edged
up to the landing. His tall figure
l9omed in the front rank against the
rail hat held back .he crowd: his
sun-bronzed face wore look Of eager
expectancy; from her obscured posi-
ton in the shadow of the deck build
ing. purposely chosen Tor reasons only
too obvious. she could even detect the
alert. swift-moving scrutiny that he
fastened upon the crowd
Later on, he stood looking down
into her serious blue eyes; her hands
were lying limp in his. His own eyes
were dark with earnestness. with the
restraint that had fastened itself upon
him. Behind her stood the respectful
but UNNECESSARILY awed maid who
could not. for the life of her under.
stand how man could be on both
sides OF the Atlantic at one and the
same time.
THANK the Lord. Hetty. say I. for
the fiye-day boats" he was saying.
you should not have come, Bran
don." she cried softly and the look
OF misery in her eyes was tinged with
glow she could not suppress. 1T
only makes everything harder for me.
II Oh, | wish you had not GOMEZ"
But isn't it wonderful" he cried,
that should be here and waiting for
you! 1t is almost inconceivable. And
you were in the act OF running away
IL Olu huc, lOO- Ou, i nave lI1t mucu
OF the tale from Sara. so don't look
so hurt about it,
Il am so sorry you came" she re-
peated. her lip trembling.
Noting her emotion, he gave her
hands fierce. encouraging pressure
and Immediately released them.
Come" he said gently; II have
booked for London. Everything Is ar
ranged. | shall see to your luggage.
Let me put you in the carriage first"
AS she sat in the railway carriage.
waiting for him 20 return, she tried
In a hundred ways to devise a means
OF escape. and yet she had never loved
him so much as now Her heart was
sore, her desolation never so complete
as now.
He came back at last and took his
seat beside her in the compartment,
tanning himself with his hat. The maid
very discreetly stared out of the win.
dow at the hurrying throng of travel.
ers on the platform.
How | love you, Hetty-how