The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1915-07-15
within these four waIls," said he,
and his face was very white.
zig that YOUR aentenca2n

'DO you mean lndL am HOL bu
put foot outside Of these premises?"
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 81 expect you
to remain here until | return, Therese
| did not intend to impose this condi.
tion upon you by word of mouth.
was going away without word, but
YOU would have received from Mr..
Dawes q sealed envelope as soon as
the ship sailed. 1t contains this YER
dict in writing. He will hand 1t to you,
of course, but now that you know the
contents II will not be necessary to-"
"And when you do come back am
I to hope for something more than
your pardon and a release?" she cried,
with fine irony In her voice.
81 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 II
in one year or twenty. Now go, my
mani They are waiting for you. BE
kind to them, poor souls, and tell them
all that you have Just told me. II 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 others 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 warm, firm clasp
81 will go with you as far as the door
of my prison"
From the open door she smiled out
upon the young people in the motor
and waved her handkerchief in gay
farewell. Then she closed the door
and walked slowly down the hallway
to the big library. She was alone in
the house save for the servants. The
old men had preceded the voyagers to
the pier Standing in the center OF
the room, she surveyed this particular
cell in her prison with a sort of calm
disdain.
'He has taken the only way to con
quer himself" she mused, half aloud
HE is wise mana very wise man
| 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.
YES, madam
when Mr.. Dawes and Mr.. Riggs re
turn from the ship, tell them that
shall expect them to have luncheon
with me. That's all, thank you"
Yes, madam"
'By the way, Jones, you may always
set the table for three"
Jones blinked. II was most un
usual order. He had been trying tC
screw up his courage to inquire what
his mistress plans were for the i'm
mediate future-whether she intended
to travel, should he dismiss the serv
ants, would she spend the heated tern
in the mountains, etc, etc. He, al
well as the rest Of the servants, won
dered why the masters wife had beer
left behind. Her instructions, there
fore, to lay three places at the table
took him completely by surprise
knocked the breath out of him." as
he expressed 1t to the cook few min
utes later, She had never been knowr
to take meal with the garrulous OLE
men. They bored her to distraction
according to Celeste. And now he wai
to lay places for them-alwaysl 1
was most extr'ordernary!
A cold. blustery night in January
six months after the beginning o
Yvonne's voluntary servitude in tn,
prison to which her husband had com
mitted her. In the big library, befor,
a roaring fire sat the two old men
very much as they had sat on the De
cember night that heralded the ap
proach of the new mistress OF tn,
house of Brood, except that on thi
occasion they were emlnently sober
On the corner Of the table lay long
yellow envelope-a cablegram ad
dressed to Mrs. James Brood.
ITS been here for two hours ant
she don't even think of opening 1t I,
see what's inside" complained MI
Riggs, but entirely without reproach
ITS her business. Joe," said MI
Dawes, pulling hard at his cigar.
Maybe some ones dead" said MI
Riggs, dolorously
Like as not" said his friend, "bu
what of it?"
What Of II, you infernal-but, e1
cuse me, Danbury.. | won't say it. It.
against the rules, God bless 'em. Blu
l will say that IL anybody else ha
asked that question I'd say he was
blithering, unnatural fool. II any
body's dead, she ought to know it."
but supposing nobody is dead,
protested Mr. Dawes.
"Theres no use arguing with you.
She'll read it when she gets goo
ard ready. At present she prefers I
ID the letters that just came fror
Freddy and Lyddy. What's cabl,
gram compared to the kind of letter
they write? Answer me, joe"
Foolish questions like that"