The Tomahawk. [volume] (White Earth, Becker County, Minn.) 1903-192?, 1917-12-13

one reason for Stephens presence; in
her house. and it rather amused her. It
was, of course, no friendly visit. He
had come either to threaten or to
cajOle. Yet what could he do? What
had she to fear? She went over the in
terview in her mind, imagining him
crushed and subdued by her superior
subtlety and f1nesse.
With little smile of coming triumph
upon her lips she descended the stairs
and swept into her pleasantly warmed
and perfumed little drawing-room. She
even held out her hand cordially to the
dark, grim figure whose outline against
the dainty white wall seemed so inap-
propriate.
"This is very nice of you indeed, Mr..
Strangewey," she began. II had no idea
that you had followed your brothers
example and come to town."
She told herself once more that her
slight instinct of uneasiness had been
absurd. Stephens bow, although lit
tie formal and austere, was still an
acknowledgment of her welcome. The
shadows of the room, perhaps, had pre-.
vented him from seeing her out
stretched hand.
"Mine is very short visit, Miss Maui
REL" he said. II had no other reason
for coming but to see John and to pay
this call upon you"
II am greatly flattered," she told
him. "YOu must please sit down and
make yourself comfortable while we
talk. See, this is my favorite place."
she added, dropping into a corner Of
her lounge. "Will you sit beside me?
Or, If you prefer, draw up that chair"
my preference" he replied, lis to
remain standing"
She raised her eyebrows. Her tone
altered.
1T must be as you wish, of course"
she continued; "only have such pleas
ant recollections of your hospitality at
Peak Hall that should like. If there
was any possible way In which I could
return it"
Madam" he interrupted, "you must
admit that the hospitality of Peak Hall
was not willingly offered to you. Save
for the force of circumstances, you
would never have crossed our thresh-
old"
She shrugged her shoulders. She
was adapting her tone and manner to
the belngerency of his attitude.
''Wen7'
''You want to know why have found
my way to London?" he went on. II
came to find out a little more about
you.''
"About meT
ITO discover If there was anything
about you," he proceeded deliberately.
"cohcerning which report had lied. I
do not place my faith In newspapers
and gossip. There was always chance
that you might have been an honest
woman. That is why / came to Lon
don, and why went to see your play
last night"
She was speeches.. 1t was as If he
were speaking to her in some foreign
tongue.
II have struggled" he continued, ito
adopt a charitable view Of your pro-
fession. know that the world changes
quickly, while we, who prefer to re-
main outside its orbit, of necessity lose
touch with its new ideas and new
fashions. So I said to myself that
there should be no mistake. For that
reason I sat in a theater last night a.
most for the first time in my life. I
saw you act"
"Well?" she asked almost defiantly.
He looked down at her. All splendid
self-assurance seemed ebbing away.
She felt sudden depression Of spirit,
sudden strange sense Of insignifi-
canoe.
II have come" he said, III can, to
buy my brothers freedom"
ITO buy your brothers. freedom2"
she repeated, in a dazed tope.
my brother is infatuated with you,"
Stephen declared. II wish to save
him."
The woman's courage began to as
sert itself. She raised her eyes to his.
EXACTLY what do you mean?'' she
asked calmly. I'm what way is any
man to be saved from me? If your
brother should care for me, and !, by
any chance, should happen to care for
him, in what respect would that be a
state from which he would require sal
vation?"
"You make my task more difficult"
he observed deliberately. "Does 1t
amuse you to practice your profession
before one so ignorant and so unappre-
ciative as myself? If my brother
should ever marry, it Is my firm inten-
ton that he shall marry an honest
woman"
Louise sat quite still for a moment.
A flash of lightning had glittered be-
fore her eyes, and in her ears was the
crash Of thunder. Her face was sud
denly strained. She saw nothing but
the stern, forbidding expression Of the
man who looked down at her.
''You dare to say this to me, here In
my own house?"
"Dare? Whv not? Don't DeOple tell