Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1914-12-02

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think that he may be past finding"
Her voice was chilled by the force
Of control which she put upon herself
as she replied:
II have but one reason for thinking
that"
(Which is" he queried, peering anx-
iously at her through the gloom.
my letters!" she said hoarsely.
"Why does he not answer them? Do
they not reach him? And If not, for
what reason?"
II cannot imagine" said he. "As you
know, have myself carried them to
the post with every care"
"You are kind to me, Ricardo" she
said gently. laying her hand upon his
In sudden gratitude.
In an instant he had seized her hand
and covered it with burning kisses.
Moaning, she snatched it away and
drew back, shivering, into her corner.
IL will leave you!" she cried.
"You torment me more than can en-
dure. 1t is not fair. l will go, and
somehow. will manage for myself"
"You cannot go!" he said, forcing
her to desist. There is something
else. Do you know where we are
bound tonight? All, there is matter
, on foot of deeper import than you
have guessed; and if you leave me
now, you will ruin us. The matter to
which I refer, and upon which we are
abroad tonight, concerns our dear
country. More I cannot say at pres
ent, but know that this much will be
sufficient to your patriotic SOUL"
II will stay, Ricardo" she replied,
startled by his intenseness. Indeed,
can do nothing else. AS you say,
have no money, no English; how could
I go? But promise me, swear once
again that no matter what affair may
be engrossing you-what politics, what
secret-that you will not cease to
search for him."
Il swear" said he eagerly.
For him, and for that other, even
more DEAR" she added, her eyes wide
and luminous.
"And the other" he repeated.
AS though satisfied she leaned back
YEARLY, and closed her eyes.
At last they approached a tiny wood
en- building only q. single story In
height, that stood upon corner. 1t
bore the words, Summer Garden, In a
great gilt sign upon it's slanting roof
edge. That. guests still fingered in
side was evidenced by the warm light
streaming through the opaque glass OF
the crooked little windows, and by the
presence beside the curb Of two cabs
without drivers, the wretched horses,
blanketed but cold, waiting in patient
misery.
To these waiting ones, Rowe's cab
was added, and the driver, descending
from the box, opened the door and
peered within.
You'd better come quickly, Ricar-
do" he said. "1t's getting late. and
Mike won't stay open all night"
The lady gave little cry of surprise
and grasped her companions arm
Evidently the intrusion of the cabby
was unexpected by her.
"Who is it," she gasped.
Look close; it is Sancho, can't you
see?" said Rowe. "He is here on that
matter of which I spoke. There are
other friends inside, and I beg that
you will enter for a moment, so they
may see that you are alive and we'll.
Your welfare means much to them"
"Sancho in America!" the lady re-
peated as though dazed. Have you
any news?" she then asked eagerly.
Come inside, gracious one" said
the driver.
| She. arose to obey.
Keep your cloak we'll about you, "
| commanded Rowe, as he assisted her
to alight. II have brought you here