The Lehi banner. [volume] (Lehi, Utah) 1891-1917, 1914-10-10

, In that single exclamation the major
seemed to have exhausted hts vocabn-
larry. He was looking at the ground
II was the doctor who spoke at last.
IN a silence that to the man In the
doorway weighed like hundred at
mospheres.
MOI" he said bluntly. Certainly
not. What put that into your head?"
When he was alone In the library
Valiant opened the glass door and
took from the shelf the morocco case.
The old SILVER OF repugnance ran over
him ut the very touch Of the leather.
In the farthest corner was q low COM
mode. He set the case on this and
moved the big tapestry screen across
the angle. hiding 1t from view.
In the great hall at Damory Court
the candles in their brass wallsconces
blinked back from the polished par
quetry and the shining flre-dogs. fill
ing the rather solemn gloom with an
air OF warmth and creature-comfort.
Leaning against the newel-post, Va
liant gazed about him. How different
Il all looked from the night OF Bic
coming!
He began to walk up and down the
floor, teasing pricks OF restlessness
urging him. He opened the door and
passed into the unlighted dining-room.
On the sideboard' set a silver loving
cup that had arrived the day before
In a huge box with his books and
knick-knacks. He had won II at polo
He lifted IT, lingering its carved han.
dies. He remembered that when that
particular score had been made. Kath.
arine Fargo had sat In one OF the
drags e tie sideline.
But the memory evoked no thrill.
Instead, the thought Of her palely-cold.
passlonless beauty called up another
mobile thoroughbred face instinct with
quick Hastings OF mirth and hauteur.
Again he felt the fierce clutch OF small
fingers. as they fought with his In that
struggle for his life. Each line OF
that face stood before him-the arch.
ing brows. the cameo-delicacy Of pro.
file, the magnolia skin and hair like a
brown.gold cloud across the sun.
He stepped down to the graveled
drive and followed It to the gate. then,
bareheaded. took the Red Road
Along this highway he had ratified in
Uncle Jefferson's crazy hack-with
her red rose In his hand. The musky
scent OF the pressed leaves IN the book
in his pocket seemed to be all abou,
him.
The odor Of living roses. in fact. val
In the air. II came on the scarce
felt breeze, a heavy calling perfume
He walked on, keeping the road by the
misty infiltrating simmer OF tn,
stars. with a sensation rather OF Gid
ing than OF walking. II occurred L
him that II. as scientists say, color,
emit sound.tones. scents also SHOULD
possess a music Of their own: tn,
honeysuckle fragrance. maybe-sof
mellow fiuting as OF diminutive wind
instruments: the far-faint sickly odo
OF lilies-the upper register OF faer,
violins: this spicy breath OF roses
blending. throbbing chords like elfil
echoes OF an Italian harp. The fame,
pleased him; he could imagine tn
perfume no in the air carried will
II an under-music. like a ghostly harI
Ing.
II came to him at the same instan
that this was no mere fancy. Some
where In the dangerous night a har
was being played. He paused and Id
tened intently. then went on towar
the sound. The rose scent had grow
stronger; It was almost In that heav
air. as II he were breasting an etherla
sea OF altar. He felt as II he wer