The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1915-01-28

anger, in laughing mocksft In mflA.
tant seriousness, but never before like
this. The pain and indignation in her
eyes came not from the sheer hurt of
wound but from the hurt of it's
source. 1t was IS il he had learned by
the signal of its loss that he had a
deeper hold on her than he had real
ICED.
Eyes, have a bone to pick with
you," she said, recovering a grim sort
of fellowship. "A big bone! If you're
half q friend you'll give me the very
marrow of it"
Il am ready!" he answered more pa
thetically than phiIosophically.
There's not time now; after lunch
con, when mother is taking her nap"
she concluded as they came to the last
step and saw Mrs. Galland on the
veranda.
Alter luncheon Mrs Galland kept bat
Ting with her mods until nature was
victorious and she fell fast asleep.
Marta, grown restless with Impotence,
suggested to Lanstron that they stroll
| in the garden, and they took the path
past the house toward the castle
tower, stopping in an arbor with high
| hedges on either side around a statue
! of Mercury.
| "Now!" exclaimed Marta narrowly.
cit was you, Lanny, who recommend
| ed Felier to us as a gardener, compe-
tent though deaf! have proved him
to be man of most sensitive hearing.
didn't let him know that he was dis
covered. You brought him here-you,
Lanny, you are the one to explain"
True, he is not deaf" Lanstron re-
piled.
'He is spy" she asked.
Yes, a spy. You can put things in
a bright light, Marital" He found words
coming with difficulty in face of the
pain and disillusion of her set look.
Using some man as pawn; setting
him as spy in the garden where you
have been the welcome friend!" she
exclaimed "a spy on what-on my
mother, on Minna, on me, on the flow
ers, as a part Of this monstrous game
of trickery and lies that you are play
ing?"
There was no trace of anger in her
tone. 1t was that of one MORALLY hurt.
Anger would have been easier to bear
than the measuring, penetrating won
der that found him guilty of such a
horrible part. Those eyes would have
confused Partow himself with the
steady, yelling intensity of their gaze.
She did not see how his left hand was
twitching and how he stilled it's move
ment by pressing it against the bench.
You will take Teller with you when
you go!" she said. rising"
Lanstron dropped his head in a kind
of shaking throb of his whole body and
raised face white with appeal.
Marital" He was speaking to pro-
file, very sensitive and yet like ivory.
I've no excuse for such an abuse of
hospitality except the obsession OF a
loathsome work that some man must
do and was set to do. Ny God, Marta!
/ cease to be natural and human. am
machine. l keep thinking, what If
war comes and some error of mine let
the enemy know where to strike the
blow of victory; or if there were infor-
nation might have gained and failed
to gain that would have given us the
victory-if, because had not done my
part, thousands Of lives of our soldiers
were sacrificed needlessly!" s
At that she turned on him quickly.
her face softening.
you do think of that-the lives?"
YES. why shouldn't II"
"Of those on your side!" she ex-
claimed. turning away.
"Yes. of those first" he replied
And, Marta, I did not tell you why
Teller was here becauce he did not
want me to-"