Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1917-11-01

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ter. hr bsttee. tan you understand
yourself. be declared. -Ihat = VIZ
I also believe that I an nscesnaFy b
you. l can pssveat your making NJ
takes" =
Then prevest me. she begsed-
sSomsthing M. happened. and ~
chart h In the IRE today"
You have only" he said. ITO give
me thls little hand, and ! viii draw
out Q fresh one which shall direct to
the peaee In ME which h best for you
1t 10 not too lAta!"
She rose from beside him and walked
toward the fireplace, a. II to touch the
bell. He watched her with steady eyes
Out ~expressionless face. There was
something curious about her walk. The
spring had gone from her feet. her
shoulders were a little hunched. 1t was
| the walk Of a woman who goes toward
the things she fears.
"Stop!" he bade her.
She turned and faced him, quickly.
almost eagerly. There vas a look In
her face Of the prisoner who finds re-
spite.
"Leave the bell Alone" he directed.
my own plans are changed. l do not
wish to leave London this week."
Her face was suddenly brilliant. her
| eyes shone. Something electric seemed
to culver through her frame. She al.
most danced back to her place by his
side.
SLOW foolish! !" she murmured. "Why
didn't you say SO at once?"
Because" he replied. "they have
only been changed during the last few
seconds. I wanted to discover some.
thing which l have discovered"
ITO discover something"
"That my time has not yet come"
She turned away from him. She was
oppressed with n sense almost Of fear,
n feeling that he was able to read the
very thoughts forming in her brain
to understand, as no one else In the
world could understand, the things
TINT lived in her heart.
II must not keep you" he remarked
glancing Mt the clock. 1T was very
late for me to call. and you will be
wanting to join your friends"
"They r coming here for me-" she
explained. "There is really no hurry
at all. We are not changing anything
1t IS to be quite a simple evening
Sometimes I wish that you cared about
things Of that sort, Eugene"
He blew through his lips a little
cloud Of smoke from the cigarette
which he had just lit.
II am not OF the people," he said
land l have no sympathy with them.
detest the bourgeoisie Of every country
In the world--my WI more rarticu
larly."
"If you only knew how %strangel.
that sounds! !" she murmured.
"Does IT." he answered. "You SHOULD
read my family history, read Of thu
men and women of my race who were
butchered at the hands Of that drunk
en-, lustful mob whom lying historian!
have glorifed. I am'one of those wht
do not forget injuries. My estates ar,
administered more severely than an,
others in France. No penny Of m!
money has ever been spent in charity.
neither forget nor forgive"
She laughed n little %nervously.
"What an unsympathetic person 20,
can be, Eugene"
"And for that very reason" he re
piled, " can be sympathetic. Because
I hate some people, have the power
Of loving others. Because it please.
me to deal severely with my enemies
1t gives me JOY to deal generously will
my friends. That Is my conception o
life. May l wish you a pleasant eve
ming"
Iph ute SVlus uoN SIZE iShcu,
little surprised. when shall I see 20,
again"
"A telephone message from you
maid, n line written with your own fin
gers" he said, twill bring me to 70,
within a few minutes. II I hear moth
Ing, I may come unlimited. but 1t vii
be when the fancy takes me. Ono
more, Louise, a pleasant EVENING"
He passed out of the door, which tn
parlor maid was holding open for hin
Crossing to the window, Louis
watched him leave the house and ente
his waiting automobile. He give n
sign Of haste or disappointment. H
lit another cigarette deliberately upo
the pavement and gave his orders t
the chauffeur with some care.
As the a drove Off without his ha,
Ing once glanced up at the window, sh
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