The girl and the guardsman . The thought of Bartonwould not be put away. Her fancyhad followed every turn of his for-tunes in those first days. She hadliked to think that she was notsentimental; but some of that con-fidence had gone. After the newscame, there was a horrible period,black as the blackest night, inwhich she saw his dead face lyingamong the weeds, and some terrible wound . . II THE GIRL &- THE GUARDSMAN ** My dear ! Mr. Amos Tibbetts stood in thelibrary door, his shaven Hps workingimpatiently, the tufts of gray hairthat winged his countenance quiver-ing in unwonted excitement. **
The girl and the guardsman . The thought of Bartonwould not be put away. Her fancyhad followed every turn of his for-tunes in those first days. She hadliked to think that she was notsentimental; but some of that con-fidence had gone. After the newscame, there was a horrible period,black as the blackest night, inwhich she saw his dead face lyingamong the weeds, and some terrible wound . . II THE GIRL &- THE GUARDSMAN ** My dear ! Mr. Amos Tibbetts stood in thelibrary door, his shaven Hps workingimpatiently, the tufts of gray hairthat winged his countenance quiver-ing in unwonted excitement. ** My dear — where is she ? Who, uncle? Where is she ? Where is thatexasperating creature who does workand mischief about this house ? * ** Amanda Maud, uncle ? ** She s broken into my roomagain ! — ** But, uncle ! — Broken in, I say, and gonethrough like a cyclone. Ye gods !but these things try a mans soul! Icant find any of my papers! Therewere two bonds on the desk. Heavenknows where t/iey have gone ! Burned, I 2. The tb()ii(fht of Bar I oil wouldHot be f)ul awcU. THE GIRL &- THE GUARDSMAN probably, or otherwise sacrificed to asavage frenzy for cleaning up ! I tellyou — I hope they are not destroyed,uncle, murmured Edith, with realsolicitude. I told that fanatic, pursued , never, on pain of death,to clean up my room again. Thismorning I took the additional pre-caution of locking my door. Butshe either picked the lock or climbedthe lattice of the porch and gotin through the window. O, what a whopper ! Amanda appeared between the doorcurtains in an attitude of pained ifoutwardly composed resentment. Inever picked no lock and I neverclimbed no porch. You did ntfasten your door the second time 13 THE GIRL &? THE GUARDSMAN you went out, Mr. Tibbetts, and itwas disgraceful in there/ Mr. Tibbetts was a short, roundman, with a baby smoothness in hisface, eyes usually mild in expression,if surmounted by brows which in hislater years suggested a fretful now fa
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