The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1919-06-28

oA Lno WHeA Bne 8oI that leII6r WrOte her. She would not be able to ex- plain it any way" He realized that now and shuddered as he though. of how thoroughly she had engraved her image on his heart The depth of the anger he had felt against her was only another proof of the depth of his love. It had been such a ter rible blow to him to find out that ap- parently she was a scheming, mercen- ary hypocrite. What an injustice had been done to heri
 Then in a paroxysm of rage against
 the pair of williams who had treated
 him and Betty so shamefu1ly swept over him.
 They shall suffer for ftp he vow
 ed. "I will have no mercy on them.
 Not one penny of my money shall
 they have! Let Bertram work for
 the woman he has married. Let
 them struggle and know what 1t
 means to be poor!"
 He had told Eva to be ready to
 leave the house next morning and to-
 night he would write to his nephew
 and tell him what he thought of him.
 But first of all there was one thing
 that must be done. He must go to
 Wimbledon, find Betty and beg her
 forgiveness for the way he had mis-
 judged her and offer her and her
 husband a home with him. That, he felt, was the least he could do to make amends.
 Betty and her husband should have everything he had. They had shown that they could take care of
 themselves and had never tried to inn pose upon him. That Betty would forgive him he had no doubt A woman with her sweet nature could do nothing else. But he was not so sure about the other part of his plans. Perhaps she and her husband ] would be too proud to share his home and money. What would he do then?
 He wanted Betty-wanted her bright face and her sweet ways, want ed the comfort of her presence and the joy in her which he had just be- gun to feel when that shameful let ter had poisoned his mind against her.
 Somehow I must make her come back!" he murmured as he stepped on the train. ''It doesn't seem now
 that I can live without her. The ride to Wimbledon took scarcely an hour. MT. Knight in
 quired the way to Betty's address Slowly he made his way through the
 streets turning over in his mind the things he meant to say to his daugh- ter. The day seemed very warm Weary. physically and mentally, his feet dragged and he hardly realized what he was doing.
 Suddenly he found the world swim ming before his eyes and the blood singing in his ears. He staggered and c1utched wildly at the air. Then he fell with a groan.
 There was a scream, a frightened shout, a wild application of shrieking brake and then oblivion. The driver of the taxi leaped from his car. A crowd gathered as if by magic, little children edging their way through to the front.
 T couldn't help it," the chauffeur gasped, '1 stopped my car almost in stantly but he fell right under it." "He must have had a fit, or some thing" said a tall man who had ob- served the whole affair. Then a policeman appeared on the scene. He glanced at the old man who was always rather shabbily dress ed, saw that he needed attention at once and ordered the taxi-driver to take him at once to the hospital.
 Hold on, the infirmary is just around the corner. Take him there Come pull yourself together, and hurry up."
 Willing hands helped lift the old man into the car and with the po- liceman seated beside him and sup porting him, Rufus Knight was car ried to the inflrmary.