The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1920-05-20

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dream. Pity for the two futile old
men choked Hilary's throat. He could
feel nothing but that as he watched
Robitaille come to the door, bobbiIg
and shufiling, with stiffened joints that
made him more like marlonette.
But he felt. too, the urgency Of tak.
ing Madeleine away, into a world OF
reality, before the same dream In
fected her.
She came up to Hilary softly anc
placed her fingers on his arm, looking
into his face wistfully.
"You must go, dear. and not try to
convince him now" she said. at has
been terrible blow to him. He looks
so Ill. / am afraid for him. / shall
come to you tomorrow and tell you"
"Robitaille," said the Seigneur,
Monsieur Askew has decided much
to my grief, to leave this afternoon.
You will have the goodness to pack
his things and to prepare the caleche
for him. You viii drive him to the
mill"
The old man muttered acquiescence
and shufiied away. Hilary turned to-
ward Rosny. Frankly he held out his
hand. The action might have been Ill
timed, but II responded to his deep
seated feeling. But Rosny did not seem
to see the gesture. He stood staring
across the room, one hand clutching
his spreading collar, and his face,
which had been white and red, was
purple.
Hilary turned away. He had reached
the door when he heard sound as IL
Rosny was clearing his throat. Then
Madeleine cried out In fear. Hilary
turned, to see Rosny sit heavily down
In his chair. His eyes closed, his arms
dropped over the sides; his head fell
on his breast.
Hilary ran to him. He was uncon-
sclous, and breathing heavily. Hilary
tried to raise him, to carry him to the
sofa, but the man seemed made of iron
as he lay, dead weight, In Hilary's
arms.
At Madeleine's cry cid Pobitaille
had turned, too, and he came ekac..ling
back. AS he perceived his master ly-
ing In the chair he began to utter wild,
whimpering cries.
"His father went that way" he
mumbled. II alwaye knew he'd 20 like
that. Forty-ive years I've served him.
Forty-five years. l always knew"
Help me to get him into the next
room, to bed" said Hilary.
Robltaille did not understand, but
he aided Hilary to rslse his master,
and together they half dragged and
half carried him into the drawing
room and laid him or. uilary's bed.
Madeleine kneeled beside him ia
despair, her hands clasped, her eyes
strained on his face. Hilary was
loosening his collar and the upper part
Of his clothing. Robitaille had shus.
fled out.
II have killed him!" cried the girl
In pathetic grief. 81 have killed him r.
Hilary could do nothing. She seemed
distraught, and the Seigneur lay Ike
a fallen tree. His rattllng breaths
blended with the girls sobs; and there
was no other sound In the room.
But soon Robitaille came shufiling
back. In one hand he carried basin.
In the other a little rusty knife. 4
towel was on his arm. He muttereo
something to Madeleine, who rose from
her knees and looked at Hilary with a
brave effort at self-composure. "He
wants to bleed him." she sa,i. "He
says that when he was a young man
they used to bleed such cases and they
got well. He says II Is the only
chance"
Hilary, feeling helpless, took the
lancet from the old servants fingers
and looked at the rusty edge.
"I've heard Of bleeding in such
cases." he said. "Well-perhaps Il
won't hurt him. But we must boil the
instrument. Can you get some hot
water2"
The girl hurried to obey. She left
the room and came back with a little
alcohol stove and pan Of water. I'm.
ary, having scraped the rust from tho
blade, watched her In admiration At
her self-possession as she went to and
fro, intent upon her task. While the
water was boiling the two men man
aged to get Rosny to bed.
When the water was boiled Hilary
sterilized the lancet, Robitaille looking
on without comprehension. But hss
shaking fingers grew firm as he PET.
formed the little operation. When Il
was over and the arm bandaged Q
slight Improvement in Rosny's condi-
tion seemed already manifest.
They sat beside him all through the
day, while the heavy breathing gradu-
ally grew lighter, and the stupof
seemed to be passing into sleep. To
ward evening Rosny opened his eyes
for moment and looked about him.
II should like to stay, IL can be oe
help" said Hilary.
II think you had better GO, dear, iS
you are strong enough" said Made.