Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-01-03

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tween them. wnils botA slarsd straight
ahead. An idsa seemed - - n The
air. Nslthsr aftsFward knew Just
whish q ths0 had thought Of Il ank
Hut afosr Z moment they turned with
Z cOmmon impulse to stare understand-
ingly ct one another.
'Suppose'-- he said In that sinister
fashion he had ct times.
II wouldn't dare she countered.
Then their eyes met and chung to.
sether in glance Of the deepest un.
derstandins.
"I'm devllishly hard up" he said.
$50 am l." she returned.
Sartoris swallowed hard. then when
no began to speak the thought that
was vaguely in both their minds his
flrst words were tramulous but a. 30
went on bis tones became cold. de-
ctsivety ernottonless.
Suppose tonight you drive up II
your t,otor-to q village church-and
the date In the register and on tine cor.
tiAcate were put back ten days aud
the names came out as yours and Bran
castsr's7' hs asked.
In her excitement, now that their
hitherto unspoksn mutual thought was
out. she got to her feet.
"1mpossibie!" she exclaimed. 1.-THE
risk!'
what risk? A bare chance Of re-
covery-and none Of memory. You
heard Sir Andrew. He'll never be able
to deny that he'd married you. since
be wouldn't be able to remember any
thing that had happened during this
period. And when he'd forgotten the
special license. the marriage certificate
would remind him. Where's your
pluckT'
In her turn the woman clinched her
dsts and swallowed a lump in her
throat.
where's your parson?" she asked.
He smiled pleasantly at the prospect.
"How much?" she asked in a hard
voice. thinking of the only motive that
could impel him she knew.
With a shrug OF bis shoulders Sar-
toris returned:
I'VE needn't bargain. I'll see to my
share"
where's your parson:' she asked
again.
As IL in answer to her urgent re-
quest for spiritual adviser the Rev.
Werner Haslam passed along the ter
race on his return to the vicarage.
With q contemptuous gesture sartoris
indicated the man.
There he Is" said he. Then with a
quick stride he passed before the cler-
gyman and stood directly in his path,
while the woman sank down on the
bench again. covering for the mUuent
her face with her hands.
"Well. Haslam," said Sartoris, leer-
ing into the others face, what are
you doing here?
Haslam made a motion toward Fal-
conhurst.
up he began.
Il know what you are doing at Fal.
conhurst." went on Sartorts. But
mean in the village?"
II am taking tho wears duty" he
said, as his head sank beneath the
others contempt.
"Has the vicar any idea who you
are?'' came brutally from tile captain.
Does he know you are drunkard
and were deprived of your living?'
For one brief moment Haslam raised
his shamed head.
my bishop knows-that have striv-
en- to conquer an evil habit-that all
but ruined me. He knows that l am
striving to win back
"And what else does he known
broke In Sartoris. "You have several
other little habits that aren't credit
to your cloth. There was card scan
dial when we were in Paris"
II beg. entreat you--if that were
known-may not a man repent sin
cerely Of everything?"
by all means 60 ahead, but you'll
find that that is rather large order.
Tell - me any marriages in your
church latelyY'
''None-for three weeks" said Has.
lam, glad that his tormentor seemed
turning from his immediate object.
In seemingly happy humor Sartoris
slapped the man OF the robe on his
back.
Capital" be calculated. mo dates
in the register for three weeks! Now.
II a marriage took place and some
how-owing to your habits-names got
q bit muddled and dates a bit set back