Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1936-01-17

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He saw that there was no way of
evading this now, and decided to tell
her the truth.
Eyes, l love her. We expected
that is, hope to marry her, some
day."
"Tell me, how soon were you to be
married at the time you brought me
here?"
ooh, fairly soon. l intended to tell
you, but you were having so much
trouble right then, but it will work
out"
Lola sat down suddenly and began
to cry.
"What a miserable failure am, and
how I have spoiled your life and the
life of that pretty woman" she sob
bed.
He tried his best to comfort her.
In measure she was right, but he
tried to make her see that it was
something she couldn't avoid.
81 could have taken your advice. 1
should have had more sense than to
lose my head and think that 1 loved
that man because he was good look
ing-if I hadn't married him"
offs won't help now, Lola, there is
the present and the future, to face"
He told her about sending Orson
out to Crocketts on the strength of
the report that some strange woman
was living there.
It seemed hours and hours to Le-
land that Orson was gone. Or per-
haps ages, for it was nearly dusk
when Orson left his horse on the knoll
and came down the path.
He was alone. Leland felt at once
that Orson had failed. But as he ran
out to greet Orson he called, "Is she
coming back?"
"I reckon I failed ye, Mr.. Forbes.
When / got to Baumgartener's place
she had paid up and driv away in her
car"
Leland shook his head dolefully.
"Hit weren't no use of me a fol-
lowin' of her, Mister Forbes, with my
old boss and her in car. She driv
down toward Wytheville. Effen
Baumgartener had him car we'd
followed"
"No, you couldn't do more, Orson.
I'm grateful"
Orson could see that Forbes was
bitterly disappointed. He said, brief
ly, that he hated to see him "grive",
and went back to his horse.
Lola stood in the doorway. She
knew, then, how disappointed her
brother must be.
"You must write to her and explain
everything, Leland" she said.
He shook his head.
"Not yet. The first thing for you
to do is to get away from here. l am
going to get you down to New Or
leans and send you to the Argentine
"No, no, Leland-you love her, you
must go to her. I have cost you
enough sorrow and misery"
"This is more than love, Lola. We
won't argue. I shall have you safe
ly aboard fruit steamer. In the Ar
gentine you will be safe. Cordoba is
high and healthy and there is good
American and English colony there.
You speak Spanish fairly well. have
been thinking of this for some time in
preference to ITALY,"
Leland spoke rapidly. He was all
energy. AS soon as he could see his
sister safely aboard the steamer he
would go north. If the authorities
went after him he could say he had
been searching the world over for his
sister. If they wanted to hold him
as an accessory in the killing of Har-
low, he would have to face the music,
but anything would be better than let
ting matters go on.
"And jeanette, unintentionally, is
likely to tell of seeing me. 1t is evil
dent, Lola, that she has placed nc
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en-and myself. She might not have
even read about it," Leland said.
Lola agreed. 1t was the best thing
to be done. She had already caused
enough misery. She understood nov
why Leland had been so sad all thru
this, a sadness he had been unable tx
disguise. It startled her to thinl
!, what sacrifice he had made. Sh'
chung to him and wept again, tolt
him no woman ever had such a broth
er and disputed him when he said tina
this was more than love.
Nothing can be more than love
Leland-real love. I know because