The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1917-01-13
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''You do not know what you are say
ing" she laughed.
But he paid no heed to her. 'Toi-
nette, there is no one in the world,
there will never be anyone"
"Oh, please don't go on! shall
never marry. / do not believe I was
meant for marriage. Aren't some girls |
born to be spinstersT'
mo, no! Not you'll"
'Yes, / shall be an old maid. There |
is no one in the world that shall ever
marry. I shall be happy with my IA
Their all my life-and have only good
friends, faithful friends" she added
in a whisper so low that it seemed a
thought, not speech.
"YOur father Is young no longer. He
must wish you to marry--he will~be
happier If you do. You must not sac
rifice yourself to hint is unjust"
"While he lives shall not leave
him; and oh, do not make me think
that there will ever come a time
when :"
"Forgive me; I am sorry. But
can't you marry and still be with him?
Wouldn't he rather gain son? Oh,
Toinette, If I could only tell you what
feel! You must marry mel love
you sol"
81 can never marry you"
"Why not? Is it because you love
someone else"
/ She was silent.
SIS it someone in your old home!
Surely not-you would never have left
him to come here! Besides, you were
too young. Tell me-is it any man in
Corydon? Answer, Toinette! Is it
Toinette, is it this newcomer, this fell
low laurence"
She did not answer.
Laurence or no one! Well, he's out
of my way. You'll see little of him
now-oh, know, I've heard of you
both! He's happy enough elsewhere"
"Stopi Don't speak Of Mr.. Lar
rencew
'You think I don't know? I've
never met him, but news travels far,
I tell you! There's a pretty English
girl that he spends his time with
now!"
81 am not concerned in Mr.. Lar
rence's actions" she answered coldly.
"Believe me or not, as you choose.
The whole village knows it. But
know more-you think your heroic Mr..
Laurence is an honest American nowl
Bah! What is he, what is he doing
here? Who knows anything about
Laurence? tell you, he and Gran
mer's daughter are pretty pair!"
Doctor Elliott! Take care Of your
wordsl You dare not SANDER Lydia =
"Oh, she's honest enough, no doubt
but-there's bound to be war with
England-and soon. Suppose yor
were English, wouldn't you do what
| you could for your country? There's
our forts and this frontier that the
English would like to have, remem
ber."
i ST will not listen to this! You can
Ut mean what you are saying"
eff you are a loyal American YOU
win listen"
81 will hear nothing more from yol
about Lydia and Mr.. Laurence. AND
now let me go. should not have lie
you say what you have. Forgive me-
, let US both forget It."
Il She turned away and Elliott has
tened to repair his hasty speech.
81 have said nothing Of this to any
one and I have only told you, Toinette
because love you so. don't wan
you to be misled by appearances.
lshall say nothing more about this
! but time will show you I am right
You are not angry with me, Toinette
I'll would die rather than displeas
: you!"
The girl was evidently aroused, an
/ only Elliott's good sense in droppin
: the subject saved the walk homewar
| from embarrassing silence. With read
! tact he began to speak Of other things
3 and before they had reached the villag
7 had succeeded In drawing a smil
: from his companion. He told he
y good night as IL nothing untoward ha
happened.
II Returning to the tavern, he sat
while In his room In moody silenc
!, and then began gloomily to poun
! some drugs with mortar and pestl'
: 1.-THE fat nearly fell in the fire tina
time" he muttered, and cursed hin
? self under his breath. "Yol're to
devilish hasty," he told himself. "Slo'
and careful is the word. She love
him! But I'll spoil his fine game We
2 The girls rich-rich, why, that wi,
+ ened old father of hers must be wort
y fortuneI And he can't live forever.
e He fell to grinding his drugs as thong
o the simple remedies were poisons ths
$ should encompass oBannon's dealt
III
r He had been right in one respec
David had spent more than one piea'
It ant evening at the Cranmers'. Unde
e his friendliness the. girl glowed int
e rosy reincarnation of the audaciou
It " sympathetic Lydia of their frs
y meeting. It was sweet to hear th
r. broad vowels of Nottinghamshire o
g her lips and to hear the names {
Y, places that struck pang of memor
Ie that David thought would never st
again. Toinette, running over to sc