Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1914-06-04

before any one came TO find ne. 1t
was Anitra they met, painting and dis
heveled, at the head of the lane; Ami
did not act part; was Anitra; Ami.
ira as | had conceived her. To me
she was anG is an active, living per-
sonality. Whenever I faced you IN
her character, thought with her half
educated mind; felt with her half-dis.
ciplined heart. / even shut my ears
to sounds; / would not hear; half the
time | did not. Nor did | fall back
into my old ways when / was alone.
From the minute Georgian closed her
door upon You for the last time, and
darkened my skin in preparation for
a permanent assumption of Anitra's
individuality, became the imaginary
twin, in thought, feeling, and action.
1t was my only safeguard. Alas! had
! only gone one step further and made
myself really deaf"
The cry was bitterness itself, but
it passed unheeded. Mr.. Ransom
could not speak and Hazen had other
cares in mind.
"Where is this woman Bella now?"
he asked.
Georgian was too absorbed or too
unwilling, to answer.
He repeated the question, this time
with an authority she could not resist.
Rising slowly, she faced him for one
impressive mome-1.
my Cod" cane from her lips in
startled surprise. "E4ow pale you are!
Sit down or you will fall"
He shook his head innpauently.
Its nothing. A1swU1' my question.
Where is this Bella now"
81 don't know. She Is 5cyc1d r>1y
reach-and yours. tod her to lose
herself. l think she is clever enough
to do so. The money l paid her was
worth few years spent in obscurity,"'
The spark lighting his eye bright
ened into baleful flame, but she met
it calmly. An indomitable spirit con-
fronted one equally indomitable, and
his was the first to succumb. Turning
from her, HaZen took out pencil and
paper from his pocket, and, crossing
to the window with that same pecu-
liar and oscillating motion Of which
he seemed unconscious, or which ne
found it impossible to subdue, he
wrote a line. folded it, and before
even Harper was aware of his pur-
pose threw up the sash and flung it
out, uttering a quick, sharp whistle
as he did so.
whats that you're up to-" shout
ed the lawyer, rushing to the window
and peering over the others shoulder
NO the open space below, from which
a nan was just disappearing.
"Am l prisoner of the police that
you should ask me that?" returned
Hazen, haughtily.
mo, but you should be- retorted
Harper. II don't like your ways. Haz-
en-. l don't. like what you and your
sister have said about the Cause and
the constituencies obedience exacted
from it's members. | don't like any
of it; least of all this passing orer
of poor Bella's name to one whose
duty it will possibly be to make trou-
bic for her."
I1cczen smiled and moved from the
window. No one there had ever seen
such a smile before, and the oppres-
sion which it brought heightened
Georgian's fear to terror.
LET mel" she cried, lifting her
hands towards Harper in inconceiva-
BILE anxiety. "A quarrel with him will
not help you and it may greatly in
lure me. Alfred, what am to expect?
Something dreadful, l can see. Your
face is not the face of one who for
gives, or who sees in gift of money
an adequate recompense for coward
ly withdrawal"
"You read rightly" said he. -Four
fortune will be accepted by the Chief,
but he will never forget the cowardice.
What faith can he put in one who
prefers her own happiness to the gen.
eral good? You must prepare for
punishment"