News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1920-12-15

dismissal Of the charge against Scru-
ion, with a gusto the more cynical for
he deliberately low pitch of HIS voice.
1t was in the little clearinghouse sit
ting room at Nell Gwynne's Cottages;
he stood With his back to the crack
Ing fire that he had just lighted him
sclt, as 1t were, already at bay; for
the folding doors were in front Of his
nose, and his eyes roved necessarily
from the landing door on one side to
the curtained easement on the other.
Yet sometimes he paused to gaze at
tie friend who had come to warn him
OF his danger; and there was nothing
cynical or grim about him then.
/ Blanche had broken her word for
/ perhaps the first time in her lite; but
/ it had never before been eXtorted from
her by dub ess, and it would besaffec-
tation to credit her with much COM
FUNCTION on the point. Her one great
qualm lay in the possibility of Toye's
turning up at any moment; but this
she had obyiated to some extent by
booming straight to the cottages when
he left her-pre5Umably to look for
Cazalet in London, since she had been
careful not to mention his change
of address. CagaIet, 10 her relief, but
also a little to her hurt, she had found
at his lodgings in the neighDorhoOd,
full of the news he ha2 no. managed
to communicate to her, But It Was no
time for +o1yiDU n ~v+I,ir,r br,+ bic. ro,,i1
to heart, And that they had been dis
cussing, almost as nan 10 man, if
rather as innocent man tC innocent
man; for even now, or perhaps now
in his presence least Of all, Blanche
could not bring herself to believe her
old friend guilty Of a violent crime,
however unprecedented, for which
another had been allowed to suffer, for
however short a time.
And yet he seemed to make no Sc
cret of it; and yeti did explain
his whole conduct since landing, as
Toye had said.
She could only shut her eyes to
".4o, must have happened, even as
Cazalet himself had shut his all this
wonderful week, that she had forgot
ten all Gay in her ingratitude, but
would never, in all her days, forget
again!
There won't be another case" she
heard herself saying, while her
thoughts ran ahead or Jagged behind
like sheep. It'll never come out
know it won't"
why shouldn't it ?" he asked so
sharply that she had to account for
the words, to herself as we'll as to
him
Nobody knows except Mr.. Toye,
ana he means to keep it to himself"
why should he?"
I don't know. He'll tell You him
self"
Are you SHIRE you don't know?
what can ne have to tell me? Why
should he screen me, Rlanche%
HIS eyes and voice were furious |
with suspicion but still the voice was
lowered.
Hes Jolly good sort, you know" |
(
was the most ORDINARY one IN the |
world But herolcs could not nave
lrlVen the sense OF her remark more
lorclbly nome to Cazalet.
ON, ne IS, is he?'
I've always found him So"
so nave |, the little I've seen OF
MN. AND don't blame him Tor get
ing on my tracks, mlnG you; hes
DIT OF a detective l was fair game,
and he did warn me in way That's
Why meant to have the week. He
stopped and looked away.
Il know. And nothing can undo
hat" she only said; but her voice
3welled with thanksgiving. And GAIA
ct looked reassured; the hot suspi-
lion died out Of his eyes, but left them
sloomily perpleXed.
"Still, l can't understand it. I don't
believe it, either. I'm in his hands.
What have | done to be saved by
Toye? He's probably securing Lon
lon for me-if he isn't watching this