The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1916-10-26

away duy longer. Arrest me, IL o
like. ] won't resist"
Arrest your echoed the policeman,
with a big laugh. Your boss was
hayip' some of the old furniture ripped
out OF his ONCE last week. They
pulled . desk away from the wall. And
there was tho package OF bonds on
tho floor behind 1t. Turnbull notified
the chief and"
Hugh Scott did not wait to hear
any more. With the joyous yell Of q
schoolboy newly let out from study,
he boltcd down the street at a dead
run.
And he rnn the harder as he drew
near the Turnbull house.
A prim and ~white-capped maid an
swered his summons at the Turnbull
door.
But he pushed his eager way past
her, into the house, crying:
Marjorie! Marjorie!"
Mrs. Hardy had come out into the
hall. In blank fear she gazed on the
returned wanderer. But she was a
woman Of ch~illed-steel nerve. And, on
the instant, she realized what had &C.
Cured.
Where's M~ar1ortsr" demanded
Hugh. breathless. Where's my wife"
Il don't know where your wife is,"
returned Mrs. Hardy, puzzled at the
query. II didn't even know you had
one. But Marjorie isn't living here
any mora She IA At"
Not living here"' he exclaimed.
Why not? Where is she? If"
she is at her husbands house. OF
course said Mrs. Hardy. Where
else would she be- Though, for that
matter, she might as well have stayed
here, for all the home ITO she has.
He Snd she have suites Of rooms 1t
opposite ends OF the house, and"
MARRIED." said Hugh, dazedIy.
Married to whom"
why to Henry. Three months ago.
Oh, l forgot. Il was after you'd sono.
The same day, but"
She paused, stricken into
tary silence by the awful look that
distorted Hugh SCOTS features. Mu--
dcr-stark murdsr-glared from his
hloodshot eyes. He tried to speak;
choked. and. wheeling, staggered out
Of the house, holding his hands In
front OF him as though he had been
sritten with blindness.
Mrs. Hardy for once lost her cold
poise. Trembling. she ran to Cyrus
Turnbulls study and burst in upon
the doing old man.
"Mr. Turnbull," pho called, shaking
her employer roughly by tho shoulder.
Wake up! Something terrible has
happened. Hugh Scott is alive. And
hos started for his brothers house
TO kill him and Marjorie! Come, let
us hurry and go TO Them"
Red rag IN his heart. Hugh Scott
reeled out into the street. One great
purpose obsessed his goul-reverge on
the man who had Gtolen his wife.
In Henry SCOTS new homo an hour
before Henry hinself mad sat writing
at his library table. In earlier days
he had pictured = home like this and
just such peacefully busy evenings.
But in those visions Marjorie had AL
ways been sitting beside him with
her book or her needlework ready to
smile back AZ him whenever his eyes
should stray from his task to her dear
face.
In actually the strangely mated
husband and wife were even farther
apart thai they had been In the days
Of Henry's futile courtship. Henry
had kept his pledge not to force his
love upon the girl he had claimed as
his wife.
Marjorie had her own suite Of roons
and he his, as Mrs. Hardy had said.
And they seldom met except at meal
times. Patiently and tenderly Henry
had tried to soothe Marjorie's grief
and to make her life happier. Never
since the day OF HuEh's disappearance
had he spoken a word Of love to her,
nor m any other way sought { o draw
her attention to himself. At every
turn L was met by proofs of his
considerate care for her welIbeing: but
NS "~oOi htSN9 aAOOL VI uCI llkC.
Tonight. as he toiled over some dull
ONCE business Henry felt q great
loneliness that he could % wholly
drown in his work. All his friends
regarded him as the hsppiest OF men.
He alone knew he was the most heart
broken.
As he sat there, bent over his desk.
notseless steps entered the library be-
hind him.
A little pair OF soft, cool hands
were all at one laid over Henry's
eyes Their touch sent a wondrous
thrill through the mans whole body.
"Marjorie!" he cried, incredulous:
and he sprang to his feet and stood
staring at her.
Two brought my courage to tho
sticking point At last, Henry" Mar
toric faltercd, her nverted face fam
ing with blushes. Twelve como in
here toto propose to you. It's leap
year, you know she finished, In q
poor little attempt at Jest to hide her
confusion.
MARJORIE" no said again. stupidity,
unbeiievingly.
Il love ycu, Henry" she vhspersd-