The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1915-04-10

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us there anything wrong with my
hair, Mr. Brood?" asked Lydia, with
nervous little laugh.
They we're in the study and II was
ten o'clock OF wet night In April. OF
late, he had required her to spend the
evenings with him In a strenuous ef
fort to complete the final chapters OF
the journal. He had declared his in
tention TO go abroad with his wife as
soon as the manuscript was completed
Lydia's willingness TO devote the extra
hours to his enterprise would have
pleased him vastly II he had not been
afflicted by the same sense OF unrest
and uneasiness that made incessant
labor boon to her as we'll as to him.
Her query followed long period OF
silence on his part He had been sug
costing alterations in her notes as she
read them to him. and there we're fire.
quent lulls when she made the changes
as directed. without looking at him,
she felt rather than knew that he was
regarding her flxedly from his position
opposite. The scrutiny was disturb
ing to her.
Brood started gulltily. your hair?"
he exclaimed. ooh, | see. You women
always feel that something Is wrong
with IT, was thinking OF something
else. however. Forgive my stupidity.
We can't afford TO waste time in think
ing. you know, and am a pretty bad
offender It's nearly half.past ten.
We've been hard at Il since eight
o'clock Time 10 knock off. | will
walk around TO your apartment with
you, my dear. IL looks like an all
night rain"
He went up 10 the window and
pulled the curtains aside. Her eyes
followed him.
He was staring down into the court,
his fingers grasplng the curtains in
rigid grip. lie did not reply. There
was light In the windows opening
out upon Yvonne's balcony
Il fancy Frederic has come in from
the concert" he said slowly. He will
take you home Lydia. You'd like that
better. eh?"
He turned toward her and she
paused in the nervous collecting OF her
papers. His eyes we're as hard as steel,
his lips were set.
please don't ask Frederic to-" she
began hurriedly
They must have left early" he
muttered, glanoing at his watch. Re
turning to the table he struck the big,
melodious gong couple OF sharp
blows. For the first time in her recol
lection, IL sounded a jangling, discord
ant note. as OF impotence. Ranjab APP
peared In the doorway. Have Mrs
Brood and Mr.. Frederic returned. Ran.
jab?"
Yes, sahib. At ten o'clock"
III Mr.. Frederic is in his room send
him to me-"
He Is not i'm his room. sahib"
The two. master and man. looked at
each other steadily for moment.
Something passed between them
Tell him that Miss Desmond Is
ready 10 40 home"
Yes, sahib." The curtain fell
Il prefer to go home alone, Mr.
Brood" said Lydia, her eyes flashing,
Why did you send"
And why not7" he demanded harsh.
ly. She WINGED and he was at once
sorry. Forgive me. | am tired and
ia bit nervous. And you too are tired.
You've been working too steadily at
this miserable job. my dear child.
Thank heaven, II viii soon be over
Pray sit down, Frederic will soon be
here.
II am p ~. she protested stub,
bornly )n.AI work You don't
know Y RW L~A shall be when IL
comesN realize that
helped tS No one has ever