The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1915-08-21
fCepyrishf. IDS. ~ the Associated
Newspapers Limitedb
CHAPTER Xi-(ccntinued)


scream OF fear
Art" she cried Art. where dc
you get them7 what have you beet
doLl'7'
lie laughed. placed the handful o.
coins on the square deal table. and
went on his knees 70 pick up thu SO
he had dropped His wife claspC 5
her hands Oh her breast ard va CD
cd him with aide oren eyes.
u think that be all" be said
~but one or tgo more or less dor
matter. "What be gapin at YOU
fool?"
"where did you get all that
money" she gasped
"oh, found 'em--dug 'en1 up 10
the wood.
eArtt" she said. and she gripped
him by the arm and looked up into
bis face "Art. you hayen't-stoleD
IT."
STOLEN IT, 40. curse you A
nice thing for a woman 10 say 10
her husband, Call me tdief. do
you"
He freed bis arm so violently that
she staggered back against the wail
She gave a low moan. and pressed
her hands to her eyes.
"A nice thing 10 talk like that r.
he growied And ! lookin' forward
20 seem you smile when | showed
you them pretty things You orter
be ashamed OF yourself. Mary-upop
my word you ought"
s He seated himself on a rickety
kitchen chair and began 70 count the
money. placing II in little piles %
ave sovereigns each. When he had
counted IL over twice he felt again
in his pockets. and laid another
heap on the table His wife die
not speak a word. She leant back
against the wall and watched him
with tears In her eyes
"one hundred and ninety-nine
pounds" he said. when he had com.
pleted his counting. There be one
missing. Have look for II. Mary.
that's a good girl. II haTr't the time
for mopin' and snivelin'. I've had a
stroke OF luck. and l wants you 10
share II with me"
"whers did you get the money,
Art~
IT was given me
by whom"
~That doesn't matter. But come
by II honest--for work done
you swear you come by it hon
estw she said. coming forward and
looking down at the little pile OF
gold.
"yes. Mary. I swear as never
stole IT,"
She picked up a coin and laid II
down again with a shudder
eau me a liar and have done
with H." he said as he looked a, her
face.
Art. dear" she said pitifully.
THAT be better my love" he re
piled with smile. "You speak e
me pleasant and you'n and I ain
such bad sort after all"
He put his arm around her wais
and kissed her She burst into
tears.
20, Art" she sobbed 1T do seen
too good 10 be true can't beliey'
Il. Somehow. can't"
well. I swear rye come by {
honest. Now you stop cryin'. IN.
lass, and let US see you smile w
been rough chap 70 you. but tha'
be arl over and done with. The,
say when poverty come In AZ tn
door love flies out OF the window
20. Art, have tried--so hard
20 be good wife TO you"
Il know you have. lass. and Tn
not the one TO forget H. We've beei
used cruelty, and that makes a ma
rough. But Just put that none
away where ne enc can End a. An
ri 30 out and fetch wood and III
ing"
He took two soverelgns from n
table and left the cottage. Mar
stood motionless for nearly a mil
ute Then she picked up a littl
pile Of gold and clinked the coin
together In her hand. The music {
them was sweet IN her ears. sh
had never seen 90 much money b.
fore--had never handled more tha
three or four sovereigns az time I
her life. II seemed 20 her 10 b
limitless wealth Was II possibl
that such sum could ever be Q,
haustedY
II must hide n away" she sai
20 herself. The neighbors mu.
not know OF this."
She set 20 work. fiercely, lest an
one should come IN and find her 9
the task. She carried the none
upsfairr, 20 coins az a time. and COZ
cealcd n I'm various parts OF the be-
room. When she had completed hs
task she seated herself ny the graf
ana held out her hands over II. TT
nr~ was out. but the iron was EFT
warm.
She was still sitting there whe
Art shi; entered half an hour late
He laid loaf OF bread, some slice