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Full Title	Street and Smith's New York Weekly : a journal of useful knowledge, romance, amusement, &c., v. 60, no. 36, June 17, 1905.
Contributor	Hartwell, Emily B.
Date Added	30 November 2021
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Language	English
Publish Date	1905-06-17
Publisher	New York : Street & Smith
Alternate Title	New York Weekly. A marriage for spite; or, The shadow of shame / by Emily B. Hartwell. Shadow of shame
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OCR THE NEW YORK WEEKLY. — ‘The door opened as he was expatiating on the . » epitshs emerite of the fictitious count, ‘and the signor . * the head groom, presenting Mor odors, “is not down yet, Fenn,” said ign snon Hcard, will you have a horse or day? rd fen nt, burning desire seized upon Ricardo or drive away ote Stace for the neat twenty-four sours, but Be suppressed It. ks, My dear young lady ; but 1 wit mat bow: ~ proceeded. in g vague wenee of il] ond Biboctone “oppresing “C1 think I will go up and see if my father ~" is awake,” she murmured, more to herself than e Tose ‘Por Tleaven's sake!” he exclaimed—"t mean, would st be well to wake him?” he broke, off no «suddenly. 808, S187 forthe weariness my friend ix oe eBut it is gett facet tua Tis vpione to herself than to “i 1—think Twill g up, to him.” “Pardon,” said the sisnor, softly, laying his band upon her arm. “But why should ~ her ere “Allow ‘me to & you go?” said Iris, opening stammered the signor. “Oh, it was you a ae of ascending the la ible. she anid, absentiy, re Hight fala the epnor, ap: a Turtivel ely wiping his forehead: se £0 breaie a man’s sleep. when ‘he le age my dear friend, your “But my father is not old!" sald Iris, halt amured, half annoyed, by the signers solicitude, gnor Ricardo. © Hig is only ‘middle-aged, aie wdmabited S but stil He stopped” abruptly, for the door Opened and © Felice entered. stant, old, mot even glance at the signor, who starte fumed eWay tered, but Walked stratght up to Tris. » WANGIA the Ssiguoring: come ‘up to her room with d at her with faint surprise, Come upstate? Why, Feliser) ane artet “T have something to the signorini said the woman. ‘Her face was very pale, and her eyes so com- Pletely concealed by their jids that nothing of the pupils manner, too, was irked ‘ym deep, eet” constraint, which made her ' voles utterly ex “Is anything id Iris, ber hand going to Sper heart “No, no!” said. Felice, quickly, bd be ae me same, dull, mechanical, manner, gm sure something is the matter!” said Ing. “of course J wilt go with 7 As joved to the door, Felice drew bacl Jet her pass, and then gave one searching “and threatening glance at the signor. ie met her eyes with a stolid stare, then et shrugged bis shoulders and turned to thé win- *Five, ten minutes passed, then there came the sound ‘of hurrying feet, and voices speaking in ents ot alarm’ and terror. sed, between his teeth, “They ‘made the astounding discovery ! next moment, Lafont, the valet, burst into Toot. Heaven's sake, slgnor!” he exclaimed, “come at once! at once! ster——"” and polite ty the eeliing, ‘wck au. attitude of astonishment, ego you tay?” be said, "What bas hap: your masten——* en help us!” said “My master, Mr. Knighton, is ae mAlguar Ricardo had beet eaiing ‘for tt all. the ning, but when the was uttered it rue Tim? dimoct ae it he “bad it al- attiiied man. jot known reeDead!” be exclaimed, and the terror that shone in his white face and staring eyes might well haye been, mistaken by the servant for sur- prige, “Dead ! “Yes, sit! For Heaven's sake, come upstalrs? Tol wae the fist to and dhe! 1 went in to call him, ‘not iiking that he Shount-aleey un lone? ali ee ‘so early. Signor, and and-—and not. ‘and the tears sprang into his ey othe sigior gracped bin bye the a fay you found ‘him, he bisseaj S lying quiet and—and’ peaceful as if REE ho slept 1” echoed the man, “You can come and ee tim now, sign him! 1 saw at once that Teas all overs" a he ma Gk, may boar young mistress{. Ab, murmured the signor “she, tn indeed Sour young mistress Bow! All this, ts hers “hers now of @ surety 1 ‘he man looked at- him half amazed and halt indignant, “Who ‘tilinks of such things now?” he said, oor, dear young lady! It will kill her, Come upeetn aie! Reluclantly,, and, with @ very white face, the signor followed Lafont upstairs, and the tw tered the silent chamber. There lay Godfrey Knighton, last night Jord of the manor of Beverley, now lord only of ix feet of mother earth | eeling by the bed, with ber cheek lying on the cold Hand, ‘was itis. hor eyes ‘axed with a dazed horror cn ‘the while, still face; beside her, her hand resting on the girl's head’ in an atti- tude of loving protection and devotion, stood Felice, All the house there fose ‘a dull, hushed murmur and stir, but in that chamber Peace reigne Tue ‘siegor’ advanced on tiptoe, his eyes eare- fully avoiding the dead man's face; put, Felice i mee, Bret ‘stole out, and the doo his daughter ‘and the woman wateulug ove ie” 3 he went down the stairs, there rose a wilds heartrendine erg avd these words cehoed: 4a * his ears, “Father! Father CHAPTER X. THE wrest WILL. ig won au orphan! Godirey Knighton's death eda “nalatliy sation. jankind ‘That he should be found dead in out a note of warning, amazed and horrified the county. his bed, with- ‘There was a whisper as to the necessity of an feguest, but, the Gootor whe had attendes ‘The Revels "put in a word, that dispensed with ap fonoel inquiry. | He said that he had kuown Mr ighton’s beart was not stron squire fad“ beon ‘aware of ie himseil Sat carefully wept it from the knowledge of Iris, esquire had taken, more wine than wal the preceding night, ax I gather from. bis Hiena, "the? Sigaor Ricardo, and. thet hed Ganger- sky accelorated the heart's action ; the sou ction followin opinion, resulted death,” ‘The great London physician who was brought down ae If he, could restore the dead 0 lite gonfirmed the opinion of the local doctor, and the ftbortles were satisfe ways been a tinge of imystery about Rim’ people: salar and ‘bis gedden and strange dedth waa felt to be In neeordance, 0 ow, with his the deepest sympathy wi Wi the exception GC the: Coveriaies, the branch of the family with which the Knlghtons at deadty feud, she had no relations in the Iy endeavor to console her, Felice, the pale woman with dark “eyes hidden By thelr long lashes, met all inquiries ‘with one Fesponset “My mistress is §I. She has not been out of her room since my master's death. She can see no oni For days, indeed, Iris was, perhaps happily, wBeonsslols of the blow which, fate ‘had dealt her. Sh like the, laraclitish, Icing, tumed to the wall, me comfort She shed ‘no tear, but a i ents brolee Breas her lips the one word who to befriend and "was more untiring and devoted than Lord ’Montacute. Every day he came to the house and saw Felice; and the pale, anxious face grew more “anxfous and miserable ‘at the fnvariabie formula, "My mistress Js too, ill to see anyone. She thanks you, but wishes to be left alone. * she ‘eanmot nee. you nthe, morning of the, discovery of the death, Bienor ficardo ted lott The Revels and gone to the “Knighton Arms,” but he rendered every sistance to Clarence ‘Montactte, who, as the dead rans nearest friend, undertook the ‘arrangements for the ‘Glavence was erlet Tete loves and anziety avout her, to pay aiveh ate tention fo -the Un but ie i felt. the oe c i: could fiad mo cause for complaint, much lees quar- rel with, him, day of the funeral came and passed, | It a quiet ceremony; that ia, as quiet as, such hen the mourners comprise Sra of. a Whole ‘village, and the prin- cloal People of a count jontacute and. Mr ington iprany, gravely” dlecussing the t intr of the bea tiful, Sorremertrcken girl shut up it with her, first great grief, She is so utterly and completely alone,” Guarence," gazing, norrowtully ut, of, the 'y mother would é ‘ber with poe butane’ wit not come His eyes wore moist as he spoke, and the view fom the winddw grew blurred aod indistinct 0 ‘said there Barrington, accompanied her and her father from Italy." He paused, “Tevet io thank you. my lord: for alt hav ure Miss’ Knighton will rot Be'wauting ta eretitude when she ts In a condi tion to realize now true a friend you have proved Poor ‘Clarence stammerer “I have done little ‘or notl he said. “IT would lay down my life to aware her moment's pain; I suppose everybody kno t Mr, Barrington, an. hour ‘communicat the smasing information, 2 h he had Knighton’s will, over a year ago, a ailigent senreb: for it was uurowarded ‘the will could not ‘Lord Montacute had just given expression to his | § astonishment, when there came a knock at the joor. ‘Clarence opened it. Felice stood outside, look- ing pale, and more ‘statuesque than ever in her My ypintress would like to see Mr. Barrington before he goes, my Jord,” she sald in hushed nes, Clarence’s, tace, brightened. yes! Thank Heaven shé is better, “that che Is. well enough i Mins Knighton T am at her service,” said lawyer, the, ry mistress will com en elice; and turned and wen Glirence war closing ‘tha acon, when: Signor Ricardo ‘suddenly. and noiselessiy appeared. He Jn deep mourning, and looked very grave and red lown pres- polem “Pardon, my lord oles, “Ihave come to service to zou ae Me. 3 in a low he murmut ask i jarrington betore T leave ou way, Slenor Ricardo?” sald Clarence, as ai ‘as Be could. ‘The algnor bow ‘yes! portant ‘business ! Tot, seer gnnrminston bowed to. him, and the signor Tam called to London on im- But if there is anything I can tole into the room, and, with a heavy sigh, stood regarding the olf portiait of the “sauire ’ whieh jung over the. mant ‘ou ‘ery good, ‘Signor Ricardo!” sald Mr, Barrington, 1 don't think there ts, Saovtbing can do. But, mind my asking you jestlon or two?” ~ “Certainly pot!” said the signor,. extending n’s will,” said. Mr. Barrington, The ,signor yalzed his brows ‘and pursed his ee “No? You have not found his will?” “No. T should like to ask josie skewer walem you wiih to, sianmr—t? the St Mr. Knighton: spoke, to! you at ail about hie wile ‘The signor put his white forefinger to his brow and seemed to ponder, deeply and earnestly. Stay! res member Tut" but thet 19 strence TWhat is strange?" demanded Min Barrington, a vege you should speak of it, and I to remem- Peril you tell us what be’ said?” asked Mr. Barrington, “Certainly! Indeed, why not? Tt was Bight before he died—ab, my poor friend ine last night,” We sat over our wine. Hrlepdebe aramk—alay o"neavily that, NIEnE. And the wine was stro ADT tut tut, but we A sa And it was gels, inte when we talked of’ all thie ereat amd he sald, so hie affectionate, way, ‘Ri- eball TO BE CONTINUED, to AN ACCIDENT AND ITS SEQUEL BY KATE RATAMORE, I remember it as well ag if it were yesterday. The carriage stood at the door, and I was to go back te school for the epring term, cmather gave | innumerable instructions, adjusted my cap on my fend Wropenlyet ave me a kiss and stood ooking wistfully at me as I went own" the walk ‘got md Snonth or two lator tt was fa Tune, T think —atter a hard struggle one afternoon with some figures, all about a ship and a cargo and the profit ‘and all that, I went out to join the other ‘When I reached the playground they were gone, and there was nothing for me to do but amuse myself as best id. T Strolted about the house with my ands in my pockets—which my mother bad told ane iatinetly jo—and, suddenly remem} Instructions, took ‘them “out again’: then, for fer amusement, F the 'y hands went right into my pockets, but etiemibering that ‘that was Bot the correct thing to do girl, ditectly out a nen ‘T°eoneluged that it wa would be i to show how little T'was embarrassed by. eri twice around upon my, ovement of greatly prided myselt. vate Thott dont re, member no} ‘what new capers 1 ont cat ‘one ‘thing is very certain, L ng for something t pretended to Taye ‘lope in the frase beside the fenge, “If it's your knife you've lost,” I heard musical voice say, ‘it isn’t there. "I picked up a knife there a week ago, but it was all rusty and no go nto, two Gh, never ming” T sald, looking wasn’t eves, Peeping ou sunbonnet nicht of a Maite and Tve gol another.” ‘Are you one’of the boys at the school?” “Ava class are you int” “The fourth.” wt) you study geography?” “What's the capital of Austria?” my hi “that,” 1, admitted, reluc- Onin ee st, mente ou capitals, bat’ Tenn Heolléet that, ones you go off with the boys?” ‘vith my sums. I suppose they've e, ti I Itke the woods pretty wel theyre fail of poulrrels.” “And Iizarde,” she added, I'm not afraid of J suppose you're afraid to go ther aN “It you want to go there now, and are afraid, don't mind going with you, just to keep off the lizards and things.” ked wistfully out at the wood.” can me bee Bow leaning on her wicket, del ne Wrench a‘prosess can be called eiveration ‘ies the “contusion was -predetermin straight, lithe figure tse vetween the racket and ong Toot, ong little leg. crossed ‘on the other—“peeriag out at the forest Sidaebiy, without any warning, she dropped We were not long in crossing the field, and Were yalking, in the dente shade when she Stopped, and looking at me with ber expressive eyes, said “How ‘still it fs in, here! cap almost bear the silence.* , is pretty solemn,” Tt’ seems to me I rae “Let's go ons'the river winds about “town, ihere, and we can see the water go over the da 8 distant voice calling “Julie.” «It was very faint; she dld not Near if, I stood a mo" ment besitating. said, starting forward. let's 50," fo ruta.” I heard ‘again,’ more faintly than be- hurried her on, fearing she would hear the voice and turn back. - nt rom the wood and sto: I Tomillar ‘with the ground, ittuie friend directly to the dam. the sa are afraid to walk out on cure only @ girls a hey oughtn’t to be ut, trai via {bat T started) boldly’ out, cea standing on she said; “ ‘You little gooze! rand a disposition pliable to a thal 8 ot aa m_ afraid.” ‘With me to hold re Fallen the: food, fhe: expression’ that her ever is to thie day stamped clearly oo my memo} expression of mingled reproach and forgivences. | T co reely swim a dozen strokes, but not a second bed lapsed before L was Ja, the, water. 1 evam and led, and buffeted jo reach her Seeday ‘whirled me ina alt: ferent. thectien, ‘My “etrengia was a borne down the sivar, ink and T came toa ere I caught a ta man*run- mber th ing I saw, Tnlling over tho clear bine, of quiet and pence that contrasted ‘with my" own sation: saw a man on his knees be- ae he: was rubbing. a tumed my fea ‘tele and saw tt was a litte feure—a girl, la. "She ‘was cold end was far are eater ‘than when I had plunged ative her int dhe stream. Thea T hoped and believed that if she ‘were drowned 1 would be sa wher beside me lifeless, and I ies, some men came, and the man who was rubbing Julia ‘said. te tem :,,.""Bake care of, the boy; the girl ts too tar They took me ‘up aud carried me away, and laid me fora while on a bed in a st range house, ‘Then I was driven to Site gost Gay my’ father ensoe ‘and tock me home, t jas, iil after that, too ill to ask about ida Zecgvered, wi ieuow that by dint of rub: but wi Taken’ trom ing she had been ind bing rome and a stimulant d bad recovered, + I also learned that ie os red for n Julia fail and had ener ‘When f aay him g along the planks it was to his boat chained ie end, at summer my father removed with his fam- fly $0, western Fennayivanin, | He was abilned, t wait some time for my, recovery, but at last I ‘avel, and left ‘yltlue seain seeing The tite ‘gun who ted Ted Into San ony heard? that r had been blamed y everyone. re ‘years yaneet, during § which 1 was con- gtantly haunted by one idea; that mit to 0 £0 back id fad Julia and implore her forsiv years that I mm jependent “seemed interminaple. ‘At cast % came ot age and received t had fallen to’ me, aud, as 2 thes papers in the case were duly signed led, I start Just about’ the ‘same time of the year, readed to kn ow. tay ‘that moment me. Header, graceful girl ot ‘nineteen, andy a tennis racket, Eommeneed to. knock the bale Boat. ‘wanted make myself known, but dreaded the horror with which she egaré mo, when-ahes should 10 sBg ‘4 pardon,” I said, raising my hat, “ca you tell ee Xf the achool ‘ia still there?”— polnting to the wed years ago,” she replied, arding mae wich tha ele, steady gaze. EY was one of the scholars.” “Indeed!” She spoke without apy further en- couragement for m “I see the wood has mot been cut away,” I added, glancing toward It, as "doe weer, io be.” there?’ BS ve, Wei “On, Qh stat old dam still across the river?” “T believe it is.” She looked at me spawns. ing me the way to it? Be tp'a tong while since, 7% was there. he drew herself up with slight hauteur, ‘Then, tndakhog Gat periape Y was uneccusimed ty ont conventional ‘ways Of civilized life, she sald, pleas antly: “You have only to walk through the | wood straight, at the back of the house, and you will “but I hoped you I went on without "you" 2 1 replied; the, nt me weahe looked pur “Miss duly i “said, altering my tone, “ met you when T a boy here at sehook. “SP imew a number of sbi she sald, more Interested “who are e you, I dreaded to tell her. “It oon wil pilot me to w Bi win infor rou, then ‘Turned and looked at the. wood. With’ the quick ‘motion ‘with which she haa’'made the same’ move as a’ child, she started forward, We walked side by side to the wood, through it out on the river bank. There was the water nsf the dam; everything as it had been ten years ore, “Did you ever try to walk out there?” I asked. pone when I a a child. 1 ae Gane. here pours walle "I once jolars,’ boy overpersuaded you, 1 Te was “almieult tor met conceal a. certain suppos trepidation at the mentlon of my, fault. “No, I went of my 0 “He certainly. must have been, ,to blame. He ‘wag older and stronger, than 7 “On the con| The said with a clight, 3 ing trnitation. “be "Joninea after me like the Utdle fellow that be raed sy fi pretense of examining a boat ‘noble Tate, he must have besged your for- siveness on bis knees for permitting you to go into such a dang “I never saw rancied—at least, I hoped—I could detect @ I fe tinge of sadness in BS ‘often wi ” she went on, “that he Peo’. backs ‘ne “ihe otber scholars some as you him again. Ho went away.” would Himes do, am I foreed ¥ ui, on the we permitted Sou to tail ine toned for all by risking your gurprised delight which ac: st dt was, worth all my past lug. of fancied blames for In Of the boy er for which he ied hi years of sue read how dearly she held the memory who had at least shared the dang was responsible. m ber if she grasped my hand or, I ny rate, we stood hand hand, “looking "nto each other's Taces. Providence that my. punish- ot Y iter still count at tar the happiest ‘Then we walked back through the the interventur fala, end atoon tonether Toasty fagalnst the fence beiween the old schoo! and her we not part after that for another ten years, ter he Spent aa my beloved wife, the racket and started for the wood. ‘Thea she lett me to go whence To recall her. ‘eds a irysting place in the "woods, through which we once passed as children, and often afterward as lovers, ‘There I watch the ficcked sunlight and mark the quietness, and it seems to me that T can “hear the silence ‘More than that, I know the pure soul looks at me through her honest eyes. A Bitter Harvest. By CAROLINE HASTINGS, Author of “Bva's Dilemma," "The Oross.af Cireumstance, “Por the Sake af One Woman,” ete, ele. A Brrrer Hanvest” wag commenced in No, 25. ‘Back numbers can be obtained of all newsdealers.) CHAPTER XXXVIL MY INHERITANCE. I was not destined to go back to Wolf's Craig as soon as T expected when I left tor London. Bolt went with m Messrs. Tucker & Qullip, and offered” proof of iy teeuuty: with the Florence Van, Ars ale they were advertising for, 1 found, to my amazement, that It was for- ihe that ting Gistant cousin of my father's bad aied in India i and I came in ge next of Kin. 'y tale, and I could not believe ay oul ea off making. i war unt i Mate in, life, and. then had. insta mselt, thereby nullity. tse dying, ‘The Png’ iniended a ihe lawyers said, Intestate. nothing 1 aight not claim: with a cleat con to almost obso- ‘were’ the principal srvanpementa, advisers had no scruple in over- ioohane. ‘altogether. 4 will not ‘object to carry out the inter dece: tions ot Whe deceased ag far as bia servants are ‘Miss Van Aredi the Tawyer sald, Mould silly beton seady to take ‘everything, “teat the lew would jsive them, and. everythin ng, that Mr, fett is legally Yours, to do feaee “HP agn't please to do anytbing unjuet,” I re- piled, “with” seme “spirit. “These poor people doubtless served the gentleman honestty and faith fully, and are expecting thel If I bave anything to do with it T should Tike them paid as soon as possible.” ! ait shall be aitended to,” was the grave reply ; and then ent into an elaborate dis- Saenion of 5 new iw poseesslong, aad told tne Of Shares, and bank ‘stock, and investments of il xorts iN] my head, grey Biddy with the contempla- tion of what was "And through it al thre came the rene embrance $f how lonely I was, and how there, was noon in wi world to whe could say, “Come, ebare me.” if it had ovly come sooner-—two years 2g0, ani it Would have saved iy father for me, Ho who had died with such a stigma on i buy Kilrood back with it, I wondere: ani have my Rea? old howe apeln? ore eT could, ghoula T like to, g9 there alone, with hothing, but memories of “he happy past’ to be hese, Tucker & Cudlip intimated that they ld be very glad to my legal advisers, Sued tumed to he. ‘He had been such a friend to me, and I begged him ‘to take the conduct of my afta ‘He shook his head, and sa! del tho iden of taking any fresh *fusinecs of that so he had as much as and were far more up to date in all matters of investment than world “has” slipped by me a little, my dear.” bo said, “fam getting old, and 1 inean to retire shortly. ind more active heads fire wanted er’ business ike yours, “You could not, be in better hands.” oft, was settled, and I stayed on at Mrs, Mi something ed fort rtunes, Woits “Craig. 1 said Rothing hat was happening to m ed, ‘that auc to “do. wometsing. to oH her ind Lady Beryl, and 1 aid not see my way just yet T had foving and affectionate: Jetters, both, fro Hand other, showing that I was mate nce, and missed in the day. ice to be missed—it shows that there fa a place in the world for everyone: certainly remote Scottish cas- ae rand in ‘the hearts of those who dwelt ther in odd adventure soon after my arrival oe Ruker begged the honor of my company at ls house to dinner; and though I was not h in the mood for Thad no valid Fearon dor ‘velusing hte invitation, espestally a he was always most kind and courteous in his manner to me. T did not Koow any of the people he had asked to meet me, but Tf ‘wife and daughters Mery pleanuit, unattected egies and hie home at Chiswick as pretty a place as could well be found near London. ge pad pened yothing about me. aor had sug’ iden thay. were going to meet mowed T Was Very sled of it, for fe ‘Bewepapers had jbeeis very busy witl name the story of m: faherltance had Jeo shout nd all sorte of fant tasti not a” word of truth in any Of them, bad been polug thy romsd, i, Tae 13,8 pretty Ietle toner drawing room, ostess and her, eldest daughter, when Tagen I beard a voice 6 was giving with Mr, Tucker, myname Fas on ber Ip this wonderful tale true, Mr. Tucker?” and “What tale, madam?” “About that nt girl, Florence Van Arsdale. Have you really {¢ Ykcrs. Tucker ‘would have rushed out and mi aged to atop the conversation, but I tald my and on ber arm—I did so want'to hear what would come next, “I have,” replied ot “de seems Able Socom Tt, that all that money abguld 0 to & sit] of thet arth, ardon—W] bn, Yau know what T mean” was the reply. Te wos s shametil story, 1 elieve, Shea ‘with a common soldier, oF somes Eng of that kind. "she wa h the at Paddington very early in “die morning, and he was know! pnly, & common soldier. Poor Ciatro, “Delearte bad a Tucky, ot Mer ucker, done so well low that Mice Van Arsdale is found, \self; and There ‘will be an account to se are quite misinformed reg “a dt he quiet voice ‘er, Began such & perso eye m to the is a lady in’ every oY Ba woruty, the Rood fortune “nat has come to her I shail bave the pleasure of fntroducing her to you shortly.” “She And Mr. Tucker appeared in the my old mistress, Mrs, FitzOsmond, 209, 2 decided twinkle of enjoyment in ard someting of ny adventure under that? ins oot from both Mr Bolt and my- self, and perhaps was not very sorry to see her discomated.. “Mrs. FitzOsmond—Miss Florence Van Ars- doorway, with on, bis arm dale.” I'am sure he enjoyed making the most of my name, ‘and the Jady's face was @ study, as he pro jounced ft; she turned absolutely vid ratterson !” sho exclaimed, it really madam; it is Florence Van Arsdai TD uld eet betp smiling as 1 spoke, she wes 80 entirely discomfited ; e awkward way in hich he tried to explain away Wwoal had said only made matters worse. d_a headache, and went away raises after that memorable on'In my disparagement ti She ha was as loud in a a meeting as she. bi Intended it “should two days atter that diuner: wpe heart leap, for ‘nes! tod ‘help. pulses thrill and soy straight to Mr. Bolt terg, full of all heme new never failed about the place hhad interest for me now, But ber Improvement it worked in he se of the and anawsilng, ‘was only a part of to give. me the minul tails of what went on In the house, and 1 ves was the ‘piece of news, tiamme nd out who it is you ‘remat- has | Yo else who ‘ wan “ite = T think it is the asthe face would be enough for him, laughed and said be was a Beart toy little inet your image, and the Ia 78 he remem eard again Travelers when 2 in this part of a Jad T re Bat 1 had ever beard of her bad heoa wer iW and misty, but 1 had been told this story by, som ihe boy Was represented one, only’ Peacant. | Doubtless | the remote part seen, and -were lost. Seats cue aad the come It was an odd notion ai ‘not! had looked upon the seen the story; besides, had not Lady in;’ they must Je happened, for they ware, quite the’ count tea sesclle, heir imistake world, ‘Was this ae skeen that Mrs, Calthorpe had Shatto Person? {0 on all with, her own’ eyes, -ani BE 4 ‘There Sbout Bim If indeed the, fancy of the major's wi I took the letter to grerything I knew, about him 1 should ‘aul Jones, yes." Flemyng, Bought or, sto you think not?’ the: ‘cots of my dare’ <a} Sut think what @ load T should itt off thelr carte 1 sald ware it wi death like that, and if, said Mr. Bolt, in ing fashion—‘I say do Present; if the doubt cats. thet, Archibald Flem- + rderer, and thei ‘Will’all come. to ths mg is ‘a mu CHAPTER XXXVIIL RETRIBUTION, COMES TO ALL. Yes, I hat zat = a Se Tw Staudoring at Toughts"as theses she fed ever light 0” love; T could ‘The mystery was not the child” of meless news seen oan aivaye very envetu possible, Mrs, Calthorpe had m story Ww than ever, an8 chet Bolt had put g 5) EB EE Bavalie fo have cleared the stain You are Ike the rest of your sex,” Mr. gaia, ‘when I told bim of the advent. of the 1 he said; “impatient, to the Granting that this man’ from India, and what backbone, the soldier and. that seesion of the ploture that Laay, Beryl Flemyng speal to prov St appsore said so; but Mr. Bolt on! “It proves Flemyng may havi since. The feaehttany Ninpectntous state of t Wolt' e been a umelent ¢ very! ee ‘this he obtained it. 1 begin to think, m that it is as well that this same soldier orelse He stopped and laughed at my crimson fa amy, dear,” he “No offense, pag, nad, Drivilezed, derst: Be. “yo speal pete cre immediately after the ecient that een at Malta since I eet where. le Atm kied ‘hs friend its fiery hands =e pra brave a one ns facing earful. ade on. the baitee saved life before he Io: field. And he had fe ‘was some strange blunder in it all, whole fe. Mr. Paul Jones, and ned His “rep! ‘brief lo you not, see what tte would | 7 2-1 asked. would mean something doubtless, but you nothing; the man is dead, you say2” cannot give any evidence in the mat- except this “picture len, or——” ald, eagerly, ate” ” he sald— curt, jbo fat me, that 1 felt myself blushing é air — having sucha champion; let the matter oe dear, you will bear more about it, by and bye I ibie that rac truesuch thinus have. bapl much what I thought Mrs, MacAllister’s son! that more than once. ye that she should m¢ loved bim 50 at Wolf's Craig dot likeness was there tho. that lawl ther: Zome ote she knew-—soine ope sbd_ ad elned to shield and assist was the mother nai mai le 1 was GN with Mrs, MacAlliste e than once, though he had | i to hide’ it as much a8 - ade ni then—b ot at Tomanee, ‘and twas pore puzaled fed at the restriction that Mr. so much might be traced. existence, And much Paul Jon smiled provokingly. simply nothing,’ he, sa motives for tee you ato wal ‘ ae helped to" bury, him,” 1, replied, my b stoke ne tie _remembrance— ‘at ke my bere 4, wondering a little wi Mr. Bott *SSoud be thus luguisitive sbout & permet m he knew nothing; bu Tooked up at m fee, and a slight h ining of bis “Retribution comes to al Wasa most Berfect manners eto, ete again, as she ‘Soubties eof his death aad the be started, early, and solver m Wolf's Craig, only |} which made my Lady ‘Beryl's tet- utest ae. ‘ruse everything |: her style swage he lady ‘and the gentlemen gular Tittle night a2 being a ‘of, the Flemypgs en for ‘one in that Peores and Paul a hea Beryl seen and not Yoverybody rT had Bolt and told him - “not stolen, Mr, with such & a thing could be ened ‘as escapes from virtue in aa if ost provok ng, cay nothing, at cit some aay; ° a thought “and de- ways worn my pic “ot murder from 's story Is true, mes really was it a great deal, apd I “shatto sald v1 am an mat "You a eWay ‘when jough, and evidently ut of the n dhat tt lar ist hls 4 habit of ‘and was n sooner OF date,"

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