The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1915-10-01

"Mr. Wainwright will excuse you
now" he said briskly to the detective.
Marshall snorted Indignantly.
In under Mr.. Wainwright's orders
and following his instructions. Other
wise the situation would be different"
he growled w%rathfully. 81 guess you
understand that"
Andrew did not trouble himself to
reply. 1t was Wainwright who re-
enforced the command.
Andrew then continued,
1T was ut this hour of the morning,
MI. Wainwright" he said, with pro-
found solemnity, that my brother
died-that he was put to death. Well,
sir, the time agreed ON between US has
come. What Is your choice?'
Wainwright spoke very quietly, firm
ly, yet with a sadness that told the
greatness of his sacrifice.
you leave me no CHOICE" he said
simply. "You have won. l shall re-
tire from public life."
To-day, you remember"
81 remember-today."
Lucene started up.
"No, nor she breathed wildly. She
went swiftly to her husband and
placed her two hands on his shoulders
and looked down into his face with
her eyes twin flames Of Gusky azure,
burning through a mist Of tears. ooh,
my dear, you can't-you can't! No,
say, you shan't. l can't let you do
this dreadful thing-no, no! Oh, let
mi 20 instead-you must! l can't
spoil your life like this, dear. Let me
go-let me go"
Wainwright ordered the three crooks
and the detective to leave the room.
In Wainwright's eyes shone unut-
terable love for the beautiful woman
whose heart was SO torn by anguish
brought upon her through love of him.
At least he must strive to comfort her,
to assuage her grief, since her love re-
NAMED to him. AS for this other thing.
it was, after all, by comparison, a lit
tie thing. Yet, eve as he thought SO,
it vas with difficulty that he checked
the grOan that rOse to his lips. 1t is
no light thing to tear out by the roots
the honorable ambition of a strong
mans lifetime.
The husbands voice was colorless.
What would be the uSe?' he said
sadly. "As to your leaving me, why,
wherever you might go l should fol-
low The wife buried her face in her
hands and shook with sObbing.
There. there" he cried sOOthingly,
distraught by her agony. He stood
up and drew her into his arms, caress-
ing her hair with exquisite tenderness
in the gentle touch of his fingers.
Hush, hush. darling. Don't you
know, Lucene, that | have you, and
so nOthing-nOthing else-matters?'
The scene failed somehow to give its
evil genius the bliss he had thought
Il mock of his vengeance. Yet. even
as he asserted this to himself, Andrew
knew in his SOU that he lied; that the
enc of his punishment was even
stronger than he had guessed to poi
son the well Of his enelny's hopes and
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Nevertheless there was disappointment
to him herr in the hour of triumph.
He had gained all for which he had
striven-yes, all! And something more
the misery of Lucene!
In a fury of rage against his own
weakness Andrew thrust the thought
of Lucene from him. His voice broke
g%ratingly.
"Your resignation in writing, Mr..
Wainwright, if you please
Wainwright spoke listlessly.
81 will write it in my study at once
and bring it to you here. Come with
me, Lucene.'
Abruptly, violently, the wife tore her
self from his arms. AS lie rested mo-
tionless. amazed, she darted to Ar.
drew, clutched his wrist in her two
hands, when he would have rncoiled
lnvoluntarily before this onslau yht of
the woman he had wrOnged. Her voice
came softly, haltingly, painfully
weighted with the burden of loves
tragedy. The violet eyes, humit., ten
der, infinitely pathetic in their plead
ing, met his ere he could u hiE gaze
aside and held him in their spell
"Oh, Andrew" she cried, II have
trusted you'll have loved you! Be
cause of that l have tried to think
how you could do this terrible thing
to me-"
"Must we 60 into that now?' the
man demanded roughly as she paused.
He felt his strength slipping from him.
He felt his wrath leaping high, wrath
against himself, against fata-~nOt
against her.
eyes, we must" she said bravely,
"fOr I may never speak to you again.
l have tried to think what it could be.
And now-now l know! ! understand
at last. 1t was because you loved. your
brother SO much-becausa you loved
him so that nothing else mattered at
all. Isn't that it, Andrew"
eyes. that IS it," he an wered husk-
lily.
"But don't you see-dN t you sea-
she questioned with the lerceness O: