Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1920-02-06

Then he clapped on his hat and went
out.
1t was stiH light, and he calculated
to reach st. Boniface soon after Duval
opened. But he had not gone dozen
PAGES wien he heard the sound of a
trotting horse, and presently, from
among the trees, he perceived Made
leine Rosny upon the chestnut which
had bolted with her on the day of the
dynamite blast.
She put her horse to the gaIlop as
she neared him, and reined up so sud-
denly that she almost threw the beast
back upon his launches. Hilary saw
that she had new and powerful bit.
which gave her perfect control. Her
pluck was splendid in this riding of
the same animal along the same road.
He raised his hat and waited. She
leaned over the horses shoulder, and
he saw that her face was expressive Of
great concern.
''You are not to go to ST. Boniface
tonight" she said.
May | ask why?"
1T is my wish, monsieur-and my
warning Also
The memory of their past meetings
rushed through Hilary's mind. already
unbalanced by the events of the alter
noon, and he became conscious of a
great rush of anger that seemed to
sweep through him like some imper-
sonal force and hold him against his
will.
do you think, Mademoiselle Rosny,
that YOU are entitled to express your
wishes and your warnings to rue. in
the light of our acquaintancef' he de-
handed
You are pleased TO be insolent to
me again." she answered in a low
voice. 1T does not matter. If you go
to st, Boniface you go at your peril"
'Mademoiselle
Il ask you not to go. l implore you,
then"
by what right?" cried Hilary angri-
~. "Haye you worked for me or
against me, Mademoiselle Rosny, since
came here expecting to find only
welcome among my neighbors? Have
you shown any reason why | should
heed your advice. or put faith in your
disinterestedness2
She was not looking at him. "No,"
she answered very quietly. But you
must not go. Monsieur Askew, have
come here to beg it of you. h"
you have come here to get me not
to attend to my interests" cried Hill
airy, losing all his self-control. "Are
you not actively allied with my worst
enemy, who seeks TO ruin me and drive
me ont of st. Bonifaee. l lost nearly
a winters cut of lumber when my
boom was treaeherously destroyed.
You knew, Mademoiselle Rosny, and
yet you ask me to heed advice from
one who is not my friend"
She started as if he had dashed her
across the face. She tried to answer
him, but could only stammer inco-
herently; and her eyes, which had
blazed with wrath as he spoke of the
boom, were filed with tears which she
checked valiantly.
You think / came here tonight"
she began, and paused, her voice chok-
ing. "You think | came hereto you
TO engage in some plot of Monsieur
Brousseau's? 1t is insufferable! You
are not so important an enemy as
that" She put out her hands swiftly.
''Ah, do not go to st. Boniface,' she
pleaded.
Hilary looked at her stubbornly. He
would not let himself be moved.
Il have come to you, and you have
Inundated me-" she whispered. go,
Them she cried suddenly jerking the
reins go, Monsieur Askew! Go to
st. Boniface!'
She spurred her horse and gallOped
wildly away, while Hilary watched. He
saw her pass out of sight; he waited
TIL the last reyerberatioHc Of the fly
ing hoofs had ceased. He was ashas1rad
and yet he was sustained by a grim
mer determination than any that ne
had ever known. He would not let
himself believe In her. His wrath,
which made MIN Doubt every one,
which had suffered him to let Lafe de-
part. klndlad him to fighting heat.
He meant to fight. and he grew hot
ter as he tramped steadily along the
river road, reeling off the miles be
hind him. lonely figure, his heart
rancorous against the injustice meted
out to him. bitter against Lafe, bitter
against Madeleine, but furious in his
resolution to show st. Boliface what
manner of man he was.
At last the lights Of the settlement
began to twinkle through the trees.
He walked a little faster, lingering the
revolver In his coat pocket. But when
he reached the gate above the dam he
stopped for a while and considered.
His instinct was for physical assault,
such violence as alone could appease
mis- rage. He listened to the distant
hrbbub about DuysIs shanty; ard
then he did the wisest, or else the
most foolish thing that he could have
done. He broke his revolver, took out
.ha oat.tyfdgps and fbretv them away