American Fork citizen. [volume] (American Fork, Utah) 1912-1979, 1914-03-28
CONTINUED from Last Week.

Continued from Last Week.
leaned on the back Of the bench,
resting my bandaged forehead on my
hand.
Are you suffering?" she asked
"Your face Is white as my sleeve"
Il feel curiously tired" said. smil
ing.
"Then you must have some tea, and
will brew 1t myself. You shall not
object! Mott is useless. because
am determined"
The tea was hot and harmless;
lay thinking while she sat In the sun.
ny window-corner. nibbling biscuit and
marmalade. and watching me gravely
81 suppose" said I, thinking aloud
that had better 60 to England"
"when?" she asked, without raising
her head
| an day or two. can fnd en-
ployment there, ! think"
what will you do?"
ooh, the army-horses-s
OF that kind. Riding-master. perhaps
perhaps Scotland Yard. n ! ever
| saw tuOukn IOutl tnt NOydkf
perhaps you would let me come, once
in while. to pay my respects. ma.
dame?"
Yes, come. II you wish"
She said no more, nor did I. Pres,
emily Sylvia appeared with peasan,
woman. and the young countess wen,
away. followed by the housekeeper
with her. keys at her girdle.
I rose and walked to the window
then, nerveless and depressed. I went
out into the garden again to smoke a
cigar.
The cat had disappeared; trav
ersed the garden. passed through tho
side wicket. and found myself on the
, cliffs. Almost Immediately was
aware OF young girl. child, seat,
ed on the rocks. her chin propped on
her hands, the sea-wind blowing her
curly elflocks across her cheeks and
eyes. A bundle tied In handkerchief
, lay beside her; a cat dozed In her lap
it's sleek fur stirring In the wind.
, "Jacqueline!" I said. gently. IL
thought you we're to sail from Lorient
today?"
The cat stepped purring from her
knees; the child rose, pushing back
#, her hair from her eyes with bold
hands.
where is speedY" she asked
drowsily.
Did you want to see him. Jacque
: liner"
THAT Ia why I returned"
: And you are going to give up the
:, circus forever. Jacquellne"
0 Eyes"
Just because you want to sc.
@ Speed7"
. "Only for that"
She stood rubbing her eyes Will
n her small fists. as though Just awak
. ened.
Come into the garden" I said; w,
d can talk while you rest"
o The young COUNTIES. vas standing n
he window as we approached In So
u emn single file along the path. an
! when she caught sight of us sh
q opened the door and stepped out Of
= the tiny porch.
; why. this is our little Jacqueline.
she said, quickly They have take
your father for the CONSUMPTION. hav
y they not. my chlld2 And now yo
are homelessl"
u Il think so, madame"
Then you will stay with me unit
ne returns. won't you, little one?"
we thank you. and permit oul
selves to accept, madame" said Jas
y queline. we are very glad becaus
we are quite hungry, and we hav
thorns from the gorse in our feet
p she broke OFF with a joyous little cry
There Is Speed" And Speed. enter
/. ing the garden hurriedly, stoppe
- short In his tracks.
The child ran to him ana thre,
both arms around his neck. "Ot
speed! Speed" she stammered, owe
ma over again. 81 was too lonely;
u. VIII do what you wish; viii be II
! Structed In the graces OF education
10 'ruly viii, lam glad to come back
In and am so tired. Speed. | will neve
| 30 away from you again. Oh
X speed, ! am contentedl d
\, you love mes"
Dearly, little sweetheart" he sale
hnskiiy, tryinS to steady lis vote,
10 Iher Madame the countess
ne waiting. All viii be well nov" II
s. turned, smiling, toward the youn
ic countess, and lifted his hat, the
T. stepped back and fixed me with
blank look of dismay, which said pei
10 'ectly plainly that he had unpleasant
. news to communicate The colntes,
- ! thlnk' saw that loo., too, for sh
~ ave me an almost imperceptlble no
ana took Jacquellnes hand in hers.
I'd III there are thorns in your feet W
must ind them, she said, sweet,