I felt that, as I was to capture him unaided, I must make a
Plan, which I did and which I shall tell of later on.
Alas, while thinking only of securing the Reward and of getting Sis
married, so that I would be able to be engaged and enjoy it without
worry as to Money, coming out and so on, my Ship of Love was in the
hands of the wicked, and about to be utterly destroyed, or almost, the
complete finish not coming untill later. But
'Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all.
This is the tradgic story. Tom had gone to the station, feeling
repentant probably, or perhaps wishing to drive the Arab, and finding me
not yet there, had conversed with the hackman. And that person, for whom
I have nothing but contempt and scorn, had observed to him that every
day I met a young gentleman at the three-thirty train and took him for a
ride!
Could Mendasity do more? Is it right that such a Creature, with his
pockets full of nails and scandle, should vote, while intellagent women
remain idle? I think not.
When, therefore, I waved my hand to my FIANCEE, thus showing a forgiving
disposition, I was met but with a cold bow. I was heart-broken, but it
is but to true that in our state of society the female must not make
advanses, but must remain still, although suffering. I therfore sat
still and stared hautily at the water cap of my car, although seathing
within, but without knowing the cause of our rupture.
The Stranger came. I shrink in retrospect from calling him the Theif,
although correct in one sense.
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