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Love Gives itse1f
THE STORY OFA BLOOD FEUD
BY ANNIE S. SWAN,
,'love gives Itself and is not bought"—Longtelloesl.
CHAPTER XXII,—(Contrd)
When they filed out of the dining --
room he found Miss Dempster in the
lounge, and they bade one another a
friendly good evening.
"Well, have you had any )tick?" she
asked, for Rankine had confided to her
dui •ng their stroll along Broadway on
the previous evening that he irtended
to start his search for work that very
day.
"None," he answered in a low voice.
"I should like to tell you about it, but
the rain was pouring when I came in.
Can we talk here?"
"No,' we can't. I have a sitting -
room upstairs. I had to, you know,
in self-defence, for, if one has to leve' a strong, fine, womanly face, the face
in a boarding-house, one must have of a woman with a heart which the
havensome J e
to escape into. Will you bitterness of life had not altogether
some p
Rankine assented with the liveliesti "But first of all, of course, Mr. Ran-
feleing of satisfaction. There was no kine, a man—or. a woman either for
nonsense at all about Joan Dempster. that matter—has got to know his job.
A man could be perfectly` at his ease Now if it's a fair question—and of
with her, without the fear' of foolish course you needn't answer it unless
complications. Then the fact that she You like -what is your job?"
was, in a sense, a married woman, "I haven't any. I suppose I must
further defined the relations between write myself down as a memberof the
them. They were simply fellow -exiles
whom chance had thrown together
exiles belonging to a nation which is
the. most clpnnish on earth!
Rankine could not forbear a little
exclamation of pleasure when he en-
tered Miss Dempster's sitting-i'oofn
'for the first time. A 'little wood fire American business methods are very
had been lit on the white tiled hearth, different from curs, and they affect a
and .its pleasant glow and crackle profound contempt for our capacities.
seenfed to fill the room. It was not I don't think you would fit in. If I
large., and it was very simply.; furnish- were . you, Mr. Rankine, I wouldn't
ed, but the .:colors were restful; and' it stop -here."
was essentially a woir.an's ,room. "But should I be better elsewhere?
A. :work -basket. stoodopen on the
centre table, with a white blouse, on.
whigh she had been waricing when the
goorg sounded, Tying carelessly across
' it. A Iamp with a pink shade helped
the suggestiveness, and Rankine felt
a sudden sense of homeliness, and com-
fort.
"I think it is most awfully good of
you to treat me like this," he said
gratefully, as he took the chair to
which she pointed.
- "Oh, no; it's nothing! Heaps of
Scotsmen and Scotswomen have sat
in -'that chair. We have a Scotch:
Guild at our Church, and I look after
the girls in it. 1 hope you will come.
_to Trinity one Sunday and be intro-
duced to Doctor Wardrop. You may
smoke, if you like, white you tell me
about what happened to -day. I knew,
directly I saw you come in, that you
had been disappointed."
Ranlcinel •ivith increasing gratitude,
took out hes cigarette -case and lit up.
"I haven't a very exciting story to
tell. I've come • to the. end of my fresher air. Into God s air—to put it
'intros,' as Affery irreverently called straight! 1 should, if I were a man!
• them. He was right about them every I'd go where I could help to build up,
time. They're not worth the paper instead of palling down.
they are written on." Rankine listened, 'considerably im-
"Icould have told you that," observ- pressed, yet Jean observed him set.his
ed Miss Dempster quietly, as she took jaw with a kind of doggedness which
her seat at the table and began to seemed . to proclaim that he would
finger her work again, conquer New York.
"Then how do people get work in a "Your friend Affery didn't want to
place like this?" stop in New York, did he?" she asked.
Jean shrugged her shoulders, but "No, he said it was a bad place to
in her quiet eyes untold depths of pity starve in," answered. Rankine with a
lay. She was 'a very observant wo- slight, hard laugh. ?
man, and had had exceptional oppor- Had he sampled it in that way��..
tunities for the study of human nee
ture; she had therefore had no diffi-
culty in placing Rankine, and she won-
dered what could have happened at
home to throw ,a member of what is
popularly known as the upper classes
had through her hands in New York;
but then -they had sunk chiefly through
their own folly or vice. This man, on
whose face was set the stamp of clean-
living and honorable dealing; diad to
be placed in a different category al-
together. But he was not one you could
question. She, however, could wait,
having proved in her life that most
things come to those who wait.
"The same way they get it in ether
places," she answered, and as she
puckered her eyes to thread her needle
nearer the light he saw that a good
many lines were visib=ch, her 'face
and that her pretty hair was plenti-
fully streaked with grey. But it was
great . unskilled and unemploliable
community whom nobody wants," he
answered with a swift bitterness.
"Not necessarily. :You must have
gifts that can be used somewhere.
But judging from what I see, I don't
think New York is the place for you.
I have no technical knowledge of any-
thing except: state. management."
"You have always lived in the coun-
try then?" .
"Most of nay life."
"Then if I; were you 'I would go
West and get on the land. There are
plenty 'of ranches and wheat farms
there, and the owners would be glad
to get you. And there's a chance out
there. In New York there's none un-
less you part with your principles and
your self-respect. That's what I hon-
estly believe."
"It seems a poor look out for the
city," he said briefly.
"I wish I could explain, but I can't!
l've been here just on four years, and
I've conte in contact With all sorts
and conditions. The standard i9 Iow,
—the moral standard, I mean. You I
have heard of the graft system? 'It's ;
the curse of New York life from attic
to basement. Don't "stop here, Mr.
Rankine. If you've got the world to
choose from, get out into a bigger,
"Apparently, from what he said. Ile
had some extraordinary bee in his
bonnet about gold in the Klondyke.
He's gone out there to try and find
some buried treasure a dead man had
hidden, taking the secret with him to
• so completely on his beam ends. Many the grave. He asked me to join him."
social derelicts from Scotland she had "Well, and why didn't you? It would
have been better than New York,"
"I_had several reasons, the chief
being that it would have taken all my
spare cash to get there; and from
what I could gather there did not seem
much prospect. Queer chap he was;
but you couldn't help liking himl We
were room -prates on the steamer' and
it was a godsend for nue that he was
i tolerable.''
Prom these words Jean Dempster,
gleaned what she phrticielarly wanted
to know—whether the man who inter -1
•ested her deeply had any•resources be-,
hind hint. She had decided that they'
Must at least be limited, else Mrs. i.
Isaacstein's house would never have
received him. She now surmised that'
there roust be a story' of some poig-
pant kind behind all thio, for certain-{
ly he was not now in the circum-
stances or environment to which his
birth entitled hien!
18 "I ean't understand,' ' he said pre-
sently, "how, if you take such a low
estimate of New York life, you ,drifted r
here or that you stopin rt!
"
"Oh,
that's easily xplained. 1 told
you already 1 had to get away from
Scotland, America seemed the eaiest
and the quickest fromGlasgow. And
when x at here I foveasome good.
friends w ho have stuck to me, I snake
a good living; I know exactly where 1
ant, and what my prospects are, The t
only change I shall ever make is to
that cottage on the Clyde I tald yogi
about last night"
She wailed bravely across the inter- p
"tyre', every mead
,I arents:- encourng ' the , .
;thildren to gate. for their teeth/
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vetting space at him, and he met her
eyes with an understanding sympathy
"How long—if I ntay venture tie
ask the question ---how long before
You expect to migrate to Hunter's
quay?" • ,
eatoh,Sh e," crew: in her bre:tth with a little
"In another three years I'm hoping
to be able to do it. Mother and Mamie,
they are working and sdving too.: I
get two letters .a week from thele. 1
hhadome one,yet?" to -day. Have you written
"No," he answered ' heavily. "I
'wrote on the beat, before we landed
the !alit ni<'ht I spent on her, I am
waiting. I must wait until I have
something definite to tell them."
"Yes, of coarse; but they'll be very
anxious," she said, and waited half a
moment. lent when he: did not res-
pond, she rose and, from a drawer in
the little oak bureau, took out some
photographs.
"The two I'm working for," she said
as she handed him the pictures. -one
of an elderly woman with a sweet face
framed in a widow's, cap; •and one of
a little hump -backed, girl with the
pinched, thin face and the haunting
eyes' so often seen in thiese who suffer.
"They're all I, have in theworld,
and I'm all they have, but God` is tak-
ing care of them for me till I go
backs,
Rankine, more moved than he dared
show, regarded the pictures with rev-
erent eyes.
"You are a good woman. May you
get your heart's desire!" he said
quickly.
• "And. you yours!" she inade ans-
wer. Whereat he rose rather abrupt-
ly and said he must not trespass on
her time or hospitality longer.
She understood that a wave of'rem-
enzbrance had swept over him. Her
deep eyes grew very pitiful. When
the door closed and she was left alone,
she sat quite a long time without put-
ting in another stitch.
CHAPTER XXIII:
FRIENDSHIP IS A SHELTERING TREE.
• Judith .Rankine, curled' up on 'the
window -seat of 'a little, old-world
house „in Cambridge, was knitting her
brows over a letter which had come
in by the forenoon post.
It was' not a long setter, and most
certainly it contained nothing she
wished to know beyond the assurance
!that Alan was quite well and work-
ing
orking hard. But what he was .working
at, or whether he was achieving any
sort of success in that work, were the
two point conspicuous by their ab-
sence of assurance.
It was November now, and all these
months, although they had never been
left absolutely . without news of their
dear vagabond, it was only news of
sorts, and did not >sat;sfy.
There was undoubtedly something
absent from these letters'
,'some note
of hope and definiteness 'which had,
more than once; laid an ice-cold touch
on Judy's heart. • •
"Now I wonder," she muttered—to
herself, "whether Carlotta has got one
to -day, and whether, it is like that?
I'd give'rnuch to .know.'•
She read it all over again—from the
mysterious -Forty-second Street ad-
dress to the signature --and then 'be-
gan to weep.
"There's something wrong! Some-
thing frightfully, ' hideously wrong!
I'll have to go to Carlotta."
As she sprang up the door opened
to reveal old,Christy, who had waited
for what she considered a decent time
before she came to inquire for him
who was undoubtedly the dearest . of
all her bantlings.
"Well, Miss Judy, an' hoo is he the
day; an' when es he coming back?"
There was -a monotony about
Christy's inquiries, and she persisted
in talking of Alan's journey as if it
were a mere pleasure trip, a sort of
grand_tour of the world, such as young
gentlemen of his class were wont to
take in the old days hefore their edu-
cation could be, considered complete.
It was admittedly difficult for an old
retainer to associate the idea of seri-
ous or paid work beings performed by
a member of the family she had served
for two generations.
"He is quite well, Christy; but oh,
I wish I knew what he's doing, and
that.I could see him! I'm .not com-
fortable or happy insmy mind, Christy.
I've got a horrid, ' sickening feeling
that there's something wrong."
"Let me see his hand o' write? If
he can write, there canna be much
wrang," said the old woman, stretch-
ing out .a somewhat shaky finger.
Judy passed over the letter.
"You may read it, Christy. That's
what's the matter with it! ' There
isn't a word that matters in it from
beginning to end—anybody might
have written it! He says the winter
is going to be hard, and that there
have never been so many birds seen in
the. Central Park, and that the squir-
rels are being fed in Madison Square.
But whereis he being fed, I wonder?
That is what I want to know!"
Christy got out her born spectacles,
and, sitting- down on the edge of a
chair, proceeded to try to decipher the
handwriting of her idol. But her old
eyes were dim, andthe long, flowing
handwriting with its careless flour-
ishes confused and wearied them.
"There, Miss Judy, My e'en are
not so guid as they were. Jist tell
me what's in't."
"I have told you," said Judy, with
a note of defiance in her voice. "There
are more birds than 'usual in the cen-
tral Park, and the squirrels have ven-
tured in Madison Square. And next
week, probably, he will tell us that
bears and wolves are walking down.
Broadway! It's all of a piece, I tell
you, Christy! Somethin 's gone wrong
and
markrotten with the State of Dee -
"When is Miss Cariotty coining
doon?" inquired Christy, "As like as
lot she'll ken mair."
It was an unwilling admission, ,and
it had taken Carlotta n long time, and
all her charm, to win the suffrages of
the hard -faced •old woman who had
mothered Stair. But she was won,
and Christy, on the last quiet Sunday
Carlotta hadspent in the little house
at Cambridge, had confided to Judy
hat "she wasna hale bad, an' that,
efter a', the laird 'nicht hae dune
waur.,
Thereat Judy had laughed, and
assed on the judicious commendation,
to Carlotta, who had'received it with
a starting tear,
"Carlotta is too tired to go any, -
where on Sundays now, Christy.
'They're killing her up there in, Lon-
don with two performances .' three
times a week, and rehearsals for the.
now piece. 1 thought her looking thin
and tired last time I saw her, I think.
I'll go up at twelve -thirty. It isn't a
matinee day, and I'll perhaps be for-
tunate enough to catch her. She's
given uip Society functions for the
time being, thank goodness, so, if she
isn't rehearsing, she'll hi. at 'home,"
(To be continued.)
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