" ' "''"'.ncu at his office. It
i i 'rn jC fic- simplest thing for
n 1 cover the two miles between
cir houses and meet her after dark
when there were -no prying eyes to
see. She must have her possessions
what she could pack into a suitcase-ready,
and he would takeNier
away, never to see "Markham again.
"But if he comes after me?" she
asked, still half afraid.
Lindsay had laughed at that, and
his contempt for Markham seemed to
find an answer in the girl's soul. She
told him many little details, of the
man; his tyranny, his greed. Once;
when she had not prepared a dish ex
actly to his liking he had sworn at
her. She had. never forgotten that.
Yes, she would go.
And Lindsay, looking back at his
wife in her chair, .felt not the least
compunction. For he was going to
end her complaints effectively aid for
Markham-was notto be'homethat
night. So much He had discovered,
and he had sent Luciile a.message by
a trusted confidant Now he strode
out into 'the dark eagerly; his miriti
tense upon his mission, eyeiy nerve
tingling with, the thought of' the ec
static happiness that lay in store for
him. Once she - "was his he would
guard her as the' apple of his eye.
There was none" like her; he had
known no woman like her in all his
experience. As for his future plans,
he cared nothing. He had arranged
for what money would be necessary;
for the rest fate would decide.
'And she was waiting for him. As
he approached the unlit house where
the man he hated lived he saw her, a
sinuous shadow in the doorway. He
crouched.among the garden shrubs
as he heard footsteps approaching. At
first he feared that it was his enemy,
but it was only some belated wayfar
er, walking' up the long ascent from
the station. Presently all was silent
and he emerged from his place of
concealment. She saw him and turn
ed. to, him ' "
"Lucille!" he whispered.
She was as self-possessed, her
poise was as firm as though she were
going upon "the most ordinary mis
sion. She handed him the suitcase-;-
a dainty French affair, bulging with
the few articles that she "had man
aged to pack into. it. There was noAP
time for rapture. Together they start
ed down the garden path. Suddenly
"I have forgotten it!" she ex
"Mymother's photograph. It is up
stairs, in my room. I must get it I
cannot go without it!"
He could not refuse the simple wish
which revealed such qualities of
heart. He waited for what seemed,
an eternity. Presently she. was back
again, and still nobody-" stirred but
they two, in the garden, under the
whispering trees. And:'so he led her
The Suitcase was weighty, but he J
-walked -as though he trod' (?n ah, and
Lucille,strpde,at his side. Sometimes,
wheh-4'. cloud veiled the face of the
moon Lindsay looked up, hardly dar
ingltq believe, that, she was really his
at Ipst forever, he hoped. His heart
throbbed, madly and the two miles
seemed'but, a fe'w short city blocks.
At last theyrstobd" "oUtside his house
'again, and'.-looking'through the win
dow, Lindsay perceived that his wife
still occupied the same chair and held
the same book. All the emotionB that..
had' possessed him had been entirely
unknown to her; she read as tran
quilly as though nothing were at
Then a sense of unutterable love -for
this quiet woman ini the chair
welled up an Lindsay's heart- He turn- -ed
to the girl and spoke almost curtly.
"I am going in to tell her," he said.
"To tell your wife?" i
"Yes everything. But wait for me.
I shall not abandon you. Have no
feai It will be 'but a moment." .
The waiting' girl'saw Lihdsay disap-
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