The Washington herald., 1916-06-11

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'T love you. Henry" she whispered.
\ And then with a great cry of rapture
he caught her in his arms. And on his
breast she sobbed out her sweet confes-
sion.
IL think began to love you the very
! day you came to my rescue so splendidly
in dads office," she told him. brokenly.
And ever since my love has been grow
| ing stronger and stronger as I've watched
the self-sacrifcing way you have tried
to make me happy and TO make up 10 me
for Hugh. / hoped. for a while. that
you'd tell me you loved me. But I saw
you weren't going to. $3.50 l had to
do it,"
Their lbs met in a long. loEg kiss
their first. Then H..n'y. his sad face
transformed. commanded gently:
Get your things or. darling. as quickly
as you can. Were going to the rectory,
You and Ito be married.
While Marjorie was making ready he
drew from a table drawer the wedding
certificate she bad given into his care.
Dipping hngertip into the ink. he
smudged the name Hugh" so that only
its first letter was legible. Then, pocket
ing the certificate, he telephoned the rec
tor Of their church.
Il have a queer request to make Of you,
Dr. Broughton," he told the clergyman.
when Marjorie and I were married
three months ago, a Justice OF the peace
performed the ceremony. Now, We both
have decided we want to be married over
again by minister OF the gospel. 1t wifi
seem more sacred TO US. more worthy
our great love for each other. We want
you to marry US. We will be at the rec
tory in ten minutes"
A half hour later they returned from
the rectory TO their own home. At last
| the N-r0ffhaG ~ f.1s a1n# u-.u
ended. They were now actually husband
and wife.
Into the library they came from the
outer hsll-into the room that must hence
forth be sacred TO both OF them. as the
scene Of their first avowal Of love. Henry
Scott's heart was too full for words
Stretching cut his arms he gathered his
happy bride to his breast. And again
their lips met.
The heavy portiere in front Of the
Day window twitche6 violently. Forth
from behind its fold strode Hugh Scott
His face was greenish white, his eyes
were blazing like a msniac's. His right
hand gripped a pistol
AS her glance fell on him Marjorie
shrieked. Henry felt his own brain reel.
Before either OF them could move or
speak Hugh moved toward his brother.
snarling from between writhing lips:
-Oo Al dAL4tA AlAtH 60 sO1 NDu40 eNtd4
the woman I loved, There's only one
At penalty for Judas like that"
His finger frightened on the pistol
| trigger as he spat the words. Henry,
shaking OF the bewilderment that had
held him, read the murderous intent in
Hugh's eyes.
With q leap. Henry cleared the space
between the madman and himself. seiz-
ing Hugh's pistol-hand and at the same
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To the floor crashed the brothers in
their death-gTapple. Over and over they
rolled, fighting- like rabid beasts. Chairs
and tables were overturned Twice the
pistol cracked; but both times the bullet
struck only the wall Of the room
Presently the meager and unwholesome
life of the past three months began TO
he could not hold his own against his
stronger foe.
Inch by inch Henry worked the pistol
out Of Hugh's weakening grasp. secur-
ing it at last. he sprang to his feet and
stood over the conquered madman.
Notes.-The voices Of Turnbull and
Mrs. Hardy-sounded in the hallway out
side. The two newcomers were running
toward the library. Henry turned toward
the door. AS he did So Hugh, with a
last rally of strength, leaped up and
flung himself upon him.
The impact caused Henry's finger to
press upon the trigger There vac a re-
/ port and the bullet tore through panel
! of the closed door. The door swung open
and Cyrus Turnbulls body was pro-
! PEELED into the room sprawlinE heavily
upon the floor at Henrys feet. The bullet
had struck him as he opened the door.
Close upon the heels Of Mrs. Hardy
| followed a policeman whom she and
Turnbull had called on their hasty jour
ney to the house. Seeing the dead man
with Henry CrouChing above him. pistol
in hand the officer rushed in and seized
! the supposed murderer
Wait" ordered Hugh, sanity return
/ ing to him as suddenly as 1t had deserted
him. Il shot Mr. Turnbuu, Officer. !
shot him. do you hear And my brother
snatched the pistol from me. to take
the blame on himself"
Hugh cried Henry. aghast. -"
BE still" snapped Hugh Scott; then.
turning again TO the policeman. My
brother has paid my debts oftener than
I had any right to expect. But this time
I pay my own debt-and perhaps pay
back a little Of what I owe him. along
with it, Besides she loves him. Her
ewes say so II I'd known that, OFF,
Ger. l shot Mr.. Turnbull. I did II be-
cause he falsely accused me Of theft
Arrest me"
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