The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1914-11-27
CHAPTER vI-ContInued.

CHAPTER W-continued.
"Oh, It's you. Lanny-Colonel Ian
stron!" he exclaimed thtckly. Il saw
that some one had come in here and
naturally was alarmed, as nobody
but myself ever enters. And Miss Gal
iand!" He removed his hat deferential-
ly and bowed his stoop returned and
the lines of his face dropped. Il was
30 stupid; 1t did not occur to me that
you might be showing the tower to
Colonel Lanstron."
"We are sorry to have given you a
Tright!" said Marta very gently.
"Eh? Eh!" queried Feller, again
deaf. Fright? Oh, no, no fright. 1t
snight have been some boys from the
down marauding."'
He was about to withdraw, In keep
ing with his circumspect adherence
70 his part. which he played with a
sincerity that half-convinced even him
aelf at times that he was really deaf,
when the fire fiickered back suddenly
90 his eyes and he glanced from Lam
stron to the stairway in desperate In
Quiry.
wait, Feller! Three Of us share
the secret now. These are Miss Gal
lands premises. / thought best that
abe should know everything" said Lam
stron.
"Everything!" exclaimed Feller.
Everything" the word caught In his
throat. "You mean my story, too?" He
was neither young nor old now. "She
SHOWS who l ann" he asked.
"His story!" exclaimed Marta. with
q puzzled look to Lanstron before she
turned to Feller with look of warm
sympathy. why, there Is no story!
You came with excellent recommends
ttons. You are our very efficient gar
dener. That is all we need to know.
lent that the way you wish 1t, Mr..
Teller?"
"Yes, Just that!" he said softly. rails
ang his eyes to her. Thank you, Miss
Galland!"
He was going after another Thank
you!" and bow; going with the slow
step and stoop Of his part, when Lam
etron, with q masculine roughness of
impulse which may be sublime gentle
ness, swung him around and seized his
hands in a firm caress.
Forgive me, Gustave!" he begged.
Forgive the most brutal of all IN
5uries-that which wounds q friends
sensibilities."
why, there Is nothing could ever
have to forgive you, Lanny." he said.
returning Lanstron's pressure while
for an instant his quickening muscles
gave him a soldierly erectness. Then
his attitude changed to one of doubt
and inquiry. And you found out that
Z was not deaf when you had that fall
On the terrace?" he asked, turning to
Marta. THAT is how you happened to
get the whole story? Tell me, hon.
estly!"
"Yes."
"You saw so much more OF me than
hhe others, Miss Galland," he said with
. charming bow. "and you are so quick
20 observe. / am sorry"-he paused
with head down for an instant-"very
sorrv to have deceived you"
~But you are still deaf gardener
20 me-" said Marta, finding consolation
In pleasing him.
"Eh? Eh?" He put his hand to his
Gar as he resumed his stoop. "Yes,
yes" he added, as q deaf man will
when understanding Of a remark which
~ fotIaA af Arcf ~ IN toh c1y,aa 80 b,vx,
IN an echo. Yes, the gardener has no
past" he declared in the gentle old
gardeners voice, when all the fow-
srs die every year and he thinks only
~ next years blossoms-of the fu-
mrel"
De stinins him, that Of the roofiess
world Of the garden calling him. The
bent figure disappeared around a turn
1n the path and they listened without
moving until the sound OF his slow,
dragging footballs had died away.
when he is serving those OF his
own social station l can see how II
would be easier for him not to have
me know" said Marta. Sensitive.
proud and intense" and a lock OF
horror appeared in her eyes. "As he
came across the room his face was
transformed. I imagine IL was like.
that OF man giving no quarter in a
bayonet charged"
Feller had won the day for himself
where a friends pleas might have
failed. This was an IL should be. Lam
stron thought
The right view-the view that 20
vszs bossd TO taksi" he said