The Caldwell watchman. (Columbia, La.) 1885-1946, 1915-07-23
within these four walls" said ne.

4
Is that your sentence?"
Call it that if you like, Therese'
do you mean that am not to
put foot outside Of these premises? p
she asked, wide-eyed He nodded his
head. My keepers? VINO are they
to be? The old men Of the sea-"
Your keeper will be the thing you
call Love-" said he.
DO you expect me to submit to
this
He held up his hand q expect you
to remain here until | return, Therese
| did not intend to impose this cOndi.
ton upon you by word Of mouth.
was going away without word, but
you would have received from Mr.
Dawes a sealed envelope as soon as
the ship sailed. 1t contains this yer,
dict in writing. He will hand it to you
of course, but now that you know the
contents 1t will not be necessary to-
And when you do come back am
to hope for something more than
your pardon and a release?" she cried
with fine irony in her voice.
Il will not promise anything" said
he, slowly.
She drew a long breath and there
was the light of triumph in her eyes
Laying her slim hand on his arm, she
said: Il am content, James. am sure
of you now. You will find me here
when you choose to come back, be 1t
in one year or twenty. Now 60, my
man! They are waiting for you. BE
kind to them, poor souls, and tell them
all that you have just told me. 1t will
make them happy. They love me. you
see"
Yes, they do love YOU" said he, put
ting his hands upon her shoulders
They smiled into each o.her's eyes
"Good.by, Therese. | will return"
"Good-by, James. No, do not kiss
me. 1t would be mockery. Good luck
and-God speed you home again.
Their hands met in a warm, firm clasp
Il will 60 with you as far as the door
of my prison"
From the open door she smiled ou
upon the young people in the motor
and waved her handkerchief in gay
farewell. Then she closed the doc
and walked slowly down the hallway
to the big library. She was alone II
the house save for the servants. Tit
old men had preceded the voyagers t.
the pier. Standing in the center o
the room, she surveyed this particula
cell in her prison with a sort Of cain
disdain.
He has taken the only way to cor
quer himself" she unused, half aloud
He is wise mana very wise mar
l might have expected this of him.
She pulled the bell cord, and Jones
who had just re-entered the house
: came at once to the room.
Eyes, madam"
When Mr.. Dawes and Mr.. Riggs r.
turn from the ship, tell them that
. shall expect them to have lunchec
with me. That's all, thank you"
eyes, madam"
+ "By the way, Jones, you may alwa!
set the table for three"
Jones blinked. It was a most u
usual order. He had been trying
screw up his courage to inquire VIII;
his mistress plans were for the In
mediate future-whether she intende
to travel, should he dismiss the ser
! ants, would she spend the heated teri
in the mountains, etc., etc. He,
we'll as the rest of the servants, wol
! dered why the masters wife had bee
left behind. Her instructions, Their
fore, to lay three places at the tab
took him completely by surprise
knocked the breath out of him." &
he expressed it to the cook few mi
utes later. She had never been know
to take meal with the garrulous Of
men. They bored her to distraction
according to Celeste. And now he We
to lay places for them-always!
was most extraordinary!
A cold, blustery night in Januar
six months after the beginning (
4 Yvonne's voluntary servitude in tt
prison to which her husband had cor
mitted her. In the big library, befol
n roaring fire sat the two old me-
n very much as they had sat on the D
t cember night that heralded the a
II proach of the new mistress Of tt
v house of Brood, except that on tn
, occasion they were eminently sobe
e On the corner of the table lay Ion
yellow envelope-a cablegram a
dressed to Mrs. James Brood.
!, "Its been here for two hours ar
, she don't even think of opening 1t
y see what's inside" complained M
+ Riggs, but entirely without reproac
I. Its her business, Joe," said M
, Dawes, pulling hard at his cigar.
o Maybe some ones Dead" said M
9. Riggs, dolorously.
It Like as not" said his friend. 'b1
u what of it,"
l What Of it, you infernal-but, e
3. cuse me, Danbury, l won't say 1t. II
q against the rules, God bless EN-. b
y | will say that If anybody else hi
q asked that question I'd say he was
d blithering, unnatural fool. If an
d body's dead, she ought to know 1t"