The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1914-01-01

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the front door and then quickly closed
it again without entering. When she
turned back, puzzled, she felt the ne
cessity for explanation.
81 thought it might be Miss Hard
Ing" she said, falsely-"I wanted to
see her."
He only smiled the same caressing
smile. But the spell was cracked; and
Betsy-Barbara herself completed the
break. Half an hour later she winged
hint, which he caught mid-cOurse, as
he seemed to catch every delicate
shaft Of meaning. He rose and bade
her formal good night. II hope may
sing with you again." he said at part
| ing.
Betsy Barbara went to her own
room. She dwadled over her prepare
| tons for undressing, making a dozen
starts and stops. She was not sleepy;
| a hundred currents of thought were
crossing and recrossing in her mind.
| So at last she threw a kimono over her
evening gown and sat down at the win
dow, maiden.fashion, and thought.
| To make no further mystery. the
! person who opened the front door and
disturbed the tete-a.tete between Els
strilla and Betsy-Barbara was only
Tommy North He had been searching
strenuously for a job. No mystery
about that, either. The reason was
Betsy Barbara The nights quest had
! failed. The fluid mercury of his dis
position had fallen almost to absolute
zero In this mood, he unlocked the
front door. The parlor was open; he
heard the soft thrum of a guitar. Hun
cry for companionship, he crossed the
thick hall carpet to the parlor door.
He looked In and beheld BetsyBar-
bara sitting with flushed cheeks and
| folded hands. 1t was the attitude OF q
woman who yields Beside her sat the
Estrilla person, strumming gently on
{. guitar and looking a million Ian
guors. With movement that was an
explosion, Tommy rushed out, slam
ming the front door behind him.
His feet, rather than his will, car
ried him away. There was saloon at
the corner. AS by instinct, Tommy
rushed into it and ordered glass OF
whisky-his first since the night of the
Hanska murder In period incredibly
short. he fulfilled the tragic purpose
for which he left the boarding house.
An hour and a half after, Tommy
| North. muttering over and over to
himself, New life in new CLINE
wondfuI plan of genius" was weaT
ing toward the select boarding house
of Madame Rosalie lie Grange. Labori-
ously he unlocked the door; painfully.
and with occasional mutterings about
blasted life, he reached the first land
ing. And on that landing a door
opened Betsy-Barbara stood looking
at him.
Yet curtously, as the gaslight caught
her full 1t was not upon Betsy-Bar-
bara's shocked wide-open eyes that he
fixed his gaze. He looked at her feet
Betsy Barbara was wearing high-heeled
velvet shoes with paste buckles. In
the full light, they sparkfed tke real
diamonds. BetsyBarbara stepped
back with woman's instructive fear of
81 drunken man. So one OF those Slip
pers moved. Tommy, his eyes still
toward the ground, crutched at 1t. The
motion almost tumbfed him over--did
make him reel against the door-post.
Get it an hold it," he said-"then
discover murder"
"Mr. North--Mr. North!" exclaimed
Betsy-Barbara and stood helpless,
staring at this weird performances.
Drunk" he said. "F'inal Disgrace
Everything gone now!"
"Mr. North" said Betsy-Barbara,
gathering her courage, listen to me-
| If you wake people up tonight, they'll
never forgive you. Now I'm going TO
lead you to- your room"
He waved her away and started TO
make his own course up the stairs.
Betsy-Barbara followed, her hands ex'
Etended to give help In case Of need
At his own landing, Betsy Barbara ran
ahead, opened his door, switched on
the electric light Then returning, she
pushed him in with a. final
Good highland please try to be
quiet"
Betsy Barbara had endured q day
: tAued with as many varied emotions as
it is generally given woman to endure
She applied the best remedy that won
: AN knows for surfeit of feeling. She
took down her hair, undressed. anC
cried herself to sleep.
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