The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1922-05-04
CHAPTER XIII


hy their minutes one by one. Wher
she woke Up In the morning she wished
Il were night When she crawled int
bed she wished IL were morning And
every twenty-fOur hours brought re
newed anguish 90 Jerry PollyOp spent
most Of her time trying 10 soothe him
And thus the two little waits lived
until the news spread through the ri.
lent City that Evelyn Robertson and
Marcus Mackenzie were going 10 be-
married IN a fashionable church IN
Ithaca.
The wedding day dawned bright with
sunshine and together with Jerry,
Poliyop went into town. hid herself In
the thick shrubbery in Dewitt park
and watched with tormented soul the
gorgeous display Of riches.
She saw Evelyn In all her beauty
and the resplendent Marcus also the
naughty Mrs Robertson. leaning on
the arm of Robert Percival. How pale
his face was Great tears blinded Pol
ly's eyes as she wondered vaguely and
bewilderedly IL he ever thought OF her.
1t was long. sad night which she
spent after that event, but still she
lived ON and carried her heavy burden
In silence. Week by week she counted
on her slender fingers the months which
would have to be lived through before
Daddy Hopkins could come home. Oh.
how she wanted to steal into his arms,
to lay her head against him and to be
sure he was In the Silent City for ever
and ever! Jerry must have him, too,
and many were the promises she made
10 the child during the wild fall
weather OF the Storm country that
perhaps tomorrow Daddy would come,
perhaps the next day, until the child's
face too gathered an expression AS II
he were always listening for footsteps
outside the hut.
The autumn rains had no more than
set In before Marcus Mackenzie took
up again his prosecutions OF the squat
ters. On his return froDd his wedding
trip he and Evelyn went TO live with
Mrs. Robertson for the winter.
One day Perciyal approached Mac
Kenzie with another request that he
use his influence to liberate jeremiah
Hopkins.
Its wrong for his daughter to stay
in such a place alone with that frail
cltdd, Mare" protested Robert earn
estly
Evelyn looked up from her sewing. |
In her own happiness the thought that |
lser handsome cousin loved the squat |
Ter girl had lapsed in her memory. |
Her eyes went from his troubled face |
to her husbands. Mares expression |
was dark and forbidding and his full
red lips dragged down at the corners I
Her heart fluttered at the thought of
his rage If by chance he got an inkling
Of her duplicity.
''The huzzy won't be there long. my
friend" returned Marcus grittlng his
teeth. I've a plan to put her out with
the rest. Why you stand by those peo-
pie has always puzzled me, Percival."
They're fOrlorn lot. replied Rob
art. flushing. Nov, what about Hop
zinsY'
look of contempt settled on Mac
face, and he flung out his
hands as II throwing away something
he detested.
Hell serve his time" he retorted
lbruptly, "and when he does come
,ack. his brats won't be where he left
hem"
Keeping her eyes on her husband,
evelyn uttered an exclamation How
omber and forceful he seemed with
hat network Of wrinkles across his ,
road brow Anger distended his nos
rils aud the look he had fixed upon ,
Robert was full OF compelling strength.
You're both sickenlng." she broke
ut fretfully. Perfectly sickeningl"
Now listen to me. Eve calculated
iobert, turning TO her. "You know
cry well that lin Interested In the
Iopkins family"
She did not look at him until his !
entence was chopped OF IN confusion. {
hen she threw him peculiar glance. I
"Oh. know that well enough r she {
ejoined, dropping her eyes, but what [
iakes me SO inpatient is that the sec i
nd you and Marc come within speak
lg distance, you begin an argument
bout them. Why can't you both make
resolution not TO talk about those b
eopleT
Her cousin walked To the window
ud stared out into the garden. A
sry0us cough came from mckenzie. Z
4 won't 90 Il. I've asserted Rob T
-t presently. tlinglug around some.
lings goa 10 be- dmie fof Polly Hop
las shes - young and unhappy r
Young and pretty. sou mean, B0bs. I
ushed Marcus dlsag greeabiy. Why
ut ygu marry the trUiop and put y
b end 10 your philanthropy Ben
.tts dead sg=le can't interfere with d
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