The Raymer enterprise., 1917-03-01
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"Toinette, you must marry mel"
"What!" She heard now. But she
could not believe what she had heard.
"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 60 on! l shall
never marry. I do not believe was
meant for marriage. Aren't some girls
born to be spinsters?"
mo, no! Not you"
Yes, l shall be an old maid. There
is no one In the world that shall ever
marry. I shall be happy with my fa-
ther all my life-and have only good
friends, faithful friends" she added
in whisper so low that 1t 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 sue.
rifice yourself to him-it is unjust"
"While he lives I shall not leave
him; and oh, do not make me think
that there will ever come time
when :"
"Forgive me; I am sorry. But
can't you marry and still be with him?
Wouldn't he rather gain a son? Oh,
! Toinette, II could only tell you what
l feel! You must marry mel love
you So"
Il can never marry you"
"Why not? Is 1t because you love
someone else?"
She was silent.
us 1t someone In your old home
Surely not--you would never have left
him to come here! Besides, you were
too young. Tell me-is 1t any man In
Corydon? Answer, Tolnettel Is it
Toinette, is 1t this newcomer, this fel.
low LarrenceY'
She did not answer.
Laurence or no onei Well, he's out
of my way. You'll see little of him
now-oh, I know, I've heard of you
both! He's happy enough elsewhere u
"Stopl Don't speak Of Mr.. Lar
rencew
"You think ! don't know? I've
never met him, but news travels far,
l tell you! There's pretty English
girl that he spends his time with
now!"
II 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 now 4
Bahl What is he, what Is he doing
here? Who knows anything about
Larrence2 / tell you, he and Gran.
mers daughter are pretty pairl"
Doctor Elliott Take care of your
words! You dare not slander Lydia r.
"Oh. she's honest enough, no doubt
but-there's bound to be war with
England-and soon. Suppose you
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."
II will not listen to this! You can.
J ot mean what you are saying"
! IF you are q loyal American you
will listen."
II will hear nothing more from you
about Lydia and Mr.. Laurence. And
now let me 90. should not have lei
you say what you have. Forgive me
J let US both forget It"
She turned away and Elliott has.
tened to repair his hasty speech.
Il have said nothing Of this to any.
one and I have only told you, Toinette
because I love you SO. I don't want
you to be misled by appearances.
shall say nothing more about this
but time will show you I am right
You are not angry with me, Tolnettei
would die rather than dlsplease
your
The girl was evidently aroused, and
only Elliott's good sense In dropping
subject saved the walk homeward
ffoh embarrassing silence. With ready
tact he began to speak Of other things,
, and before they had reached the village
had succeeded In drawing q smile
from his companion. He told her
good night as II nothing untoward had
happened.
Returning to the tavern, he sat q
while In his room In moody silence
and then began gloomily to pound
some drugs with mortar and pestle
"The fat nearly fell In the fire that
tlme," he muttered. and cursed him.
self under his breath. "You're too
devllish hasty," he told himself. "Slow
and careful Is the word. She loves
him! But I'll spoil his fine game yet
The girls rich--rich, why, that wiz.
ened old father Of hers must be worth
a fortunel And he can't live forever
He fell to grinding his drugs as though
the simple remedies were poisons that
should encompass O'Bannon's death
he had been right In one respect
David had spent more than one pleas.
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