‘ » POCKET ammo .‘ s; Entered at the Post. Oflire at New York. N.‘ Y.y ma éevond (‘hss Mnil Mutcer. Oct. 7, 1884. VOL $2.50 PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY BEADLE AND ADAMS, Price. N \ ‘ ' a Ye?”- No. 98 William Street, New York. Five Cen’tS- 0- ~ ~ » -_ F...N.......- ,.-.._..._.._k, , ‘ ,,v____._-fl ,_ .___. -- - o .I'I’ —~ <.-. - .- < n \ ' {If}, ,9; , ' .« ' ' xie'W’r . ' 5 w ' uh . ~ A ( \S y I»; ’.f v(/ 9 “ I‘M GOING ON DECK WITH THE TELESCOPE.“ . can George he so duped? Wouid he, did he in- , deed love me, his wife?” _ The speaker Was a. fmr, pretty woman, of 0‘" A D A N G E R 0 U s G A M B . about two-and—twanty. Her features, delicate— ly formed, were pure and sweet; of expression; 1217 [m TA 77“ (710473 A )7, her dark gray eyes gender, gentle and caressing' NRIET—fl- her figure midd‘le blght, slender 5nd graceful. , L CHAPTER I. She was one of those fragilerlooking women UCIE FERRAMORE WARNS HER HUSBAND. who in happiness accept a husband’s support, h bear“ 1% really too bad. It; is more than I can but who in time of erl'hle and affliction become ' he heartless, shameless woman! How a stay and support to hlm: EMANGLED. _ an s’wniugenthe deck ' _‘ f her ’Damia; and shealon‘e, '0: “the Beninsular and Oriental steamer Hes— all, was right ’ ‘ " ' “ paras, she appeared to bereading; , but, in tact, ' .her eyes, beneath the shadow of her long lashes, were. watching two figures—tmi t {lady and gentleman, who, leaning over” 0 iidfl‘ .the vessel, Were talking gayl , ashthey gamer while passing at the shores of pain, which the ' ' _ ship was passing. 1 The lady was the very reversa of that, other ~ "tmder the awning. Tall, her figure was rather largely developed, and commanding more than graceml. ' 1 Her complexion was brunette; her features handsome; her lips full and pouting; her eyes dreamy and languishing, thOugh capable of m V sending quick glances from under their deep ebony fringe of lashes, which few masculine hearts would be able to receive unmoved. -._Eer companion was a well-made, military- lookiiig man of eight-and—twenty, with the easy, well-bred’ air of one accustomed tothe . best society. In a word, Major Ferramore’s regiment was . "knownto possess the handsomest officers in the whole British army; and Major Ferramore was ahknowledged to_be the handsomest man in his .rregiinent. . ' V - A little over a car ago he had married, in ,.Calcutta,' Lucie f her on! from .twenty other‘_suiters'; and now was re- turning to with his young wife on a ’ ‘ twelyemonth’s'leairei; ’ . Among . an passengers~unfomnately for Lucie .B‘err‘amore’s happinessewas Mrs, Arthur . I / Her beauty, the'he, age‘ she“ seemed tacitly - _ ,Greville,a‘yonng widow. to exact, and; all equally tacitly to / fray. soon, her the chief attention on board" ' r - ~ . ‘ ,Even’the in, with her; '_1 wane if the saint ’ or the shiphed @699de on ' the first mate, w os‘e'heagrt was most suscepti- ble' to feminine charms, the Hesi’ieruswould - not unlikely have gone to of the editerranean. - \ Mrs. Greville flirted with hut her one: I and most (la?!tgeronsHglau$§i at v pretty, gentle wife. ' and inane,” Mrs. Gregfle'totally misread her? Major Penumbra... ‘ r r , * , With the audacitwa a vain,’selfish,beauti~ ful woman, she triumphed in her ability to at- '. tract the handsome officer ,5er the side of big has her husband’s. ’ 3' a . He had missed her then. , Q . Yet, inpronouncing'quie Femamore ‘_‘ weak 1. o The young wife wsztoo proud to enter into’ ' rivalry with onegtrhom hem, keen, unblinded I'Semiramis. The others’called her Cleopatra,“ ' Antony. ' woman‘s judg'hmentgilivined to be utterly uh: - worthy the contest. : Major Ferramore called Mrs. Grevillefiuno, -.f entered. Her own hearing to the widow tras'civil, bu not familiar. " ‘ "‘ = ‘ She assumed, that selfaesteem seemed to imply it was irfipoésible me her husband t be faithless, and in public watched- (his flirta tion with apparently unruflle'd placid‘fisy. heart that was wholly devoted to him. y Even now, as she caught the sound of hi laughter, and saw his eyes bent with unmis takable admiration on the‘wid’ow, dressed su perbly and in perfect taste, she shivered con vulsively. . 1 Her small lips tightened; her white, slende fingers spasmodically griped the book» she held, ahd she murmured the sentences which openedthis chapter. ‘ ‘ r .‘ " It grew altogether too unbearable passively V to watch,_,when she perceived Mrs. Greville,’as ' if unconsciously, place her hand on the Major’s, while With the other she called'his attention to someobject the shore. " i “ ‘ Too unbearable. altogether when she beheld the glance,he‘*tufned upon the siren, and‘how , ,she seemed intentionally to droop he; sun- ; shade, as though to conceal those—two heads from view.‘ q ‘ 1‘ '. r ‘ s » 2", Rising, More descended to her cabin. -l' , She pereeived,for the 7rest of thy chanced notto be many—- were occupied in their own diversions. ‘ Thro 9; ’ herself on a amending her face, she with a little ,“ Oh, it is hard Only an short—short a married," an George no longer loves me!” “But no,” she added, Mannheim ' “he I does not love this woman nomore Sher—- vain, heartless, selfish-a La.me serpent in woman’s guise—scares for him!“ ‘He is local nated éled on by her, That is not love.” She stopped abruptly. .9. sadness oversprewggg her face. / r "" ~ , ~ ‘ __ ‘ But under that Evil’Woman’s influence, ’ I § what may it not lead! To loVe, perhaps, { his part; then to his wretchedness “and mine 3, She raised her head, listening. I i There 'was a step on the companion-stairs. 3.7; “He had not grown -. have done that. ' . . a ,9." g .A smile of wiiely pleasure played in 1111059,. ; _’pyes: but she controlled it as Major so indiflerent as not" - ‘ “Why, Lucie,” he exclaimed, ‘v‘are. yoga: ‘Q‘such a lovely morning, sitting alone in this 3 ' fling cabin?” ‘ , ‘ “I am [getting so accustomed / to 'my‘é-‘é'z qsoeiety, George,.ast not to mind “it,” Wasthe quiet answer. = “If” not very pleasant. here, , this cabin presents nothingto pain me.” _ _ , _ 'He. had: been advancing toward her, butat this stopped. , ‘1 ‘ “ “ What do you idly. v . A “Do you not know—surely you must”, w And calmlyshe'met his mum Igwciev‘ he asked, “my gaze. ‘ I‘Moet surely I do Ft,” he retorted, with ,- slight brquueness‘, averting his gaze, how- ever. . r r ' e “Your flirtation with Mrs. Greville‘.” _ Despite his eflort, his cheek went red. [Then he broke. into a. laugh. “ Why, what folly is this? Lucie, for Heav- "en’s sake, dear ”——and he threw his arm around »her—~“don’t play the jealous wife, and look, band ventures to compliment a pretty woman; and, by Jove! Mrs. Greville is a deucedly handsome womanwyou must oontese‘that.” I ”‘ “ I confess that she is a vain, heartless, evil-l ‘ minded woman,” replied Lucie, gravely, “ who], is as greatly amused as I “am pained by your , T admiration.” ' ‘x " “ What do, you imply, Lucie?” exclaimed the * Major, ? his face darkening as he released her. ‘ “ That you are the handsomest, and the highest in status, among the passengers. Were there a. handsomer and a higher, Mrs. «Greville Would neglect you-éespecially if that other had e‘ wife, over whom Mrs. Greville __ uld tri- umph in attracting him.“ _ , a ' ‘ ~ “Good gracious what, absurdity! ,_ Lucie, ‘ you are jealous I” added the Mojbr, hastily. “ And, if there be one thing I here more then f another, it is, allow me to assure you, a jealOus Woman.”_ ‘ , ’ , l e “George!” Knee could not‘help it; her lips trembled, ‘1'- glum. or frown, or pout, directly your” hus- ” heaqu That m «thinker? ‘ You doyvnot love her;,~I _ _ But, it is her wish to meke‘youbefiee'e you-em and if you continue your acquaintehoefith, her, she Will succeed.’ Oh, husband, for our sakes, tie-warned!” " ’ " r “ ‘ Earnestly she pleaded, bylook‘aflfié’tvoioep And her sweet,""pure, womanly “ex-assign: I \- fide her more lovely then twenty we ‘i‘ What would you hove me do, Lucie?” said ._ ‘ ' {George Ferremore. “Remember, vv‘e ar‘e‘on‘ V 'shipboard. I cannot cut the woumu new}! 1 have no excuse for that. V For pity’s sake, love,- ? don’t ask any thing of me that would ‘ me look a'fool.” “'I am not’likely to do that.” , “No. Then what am I to do?” , I “ Merely ” (andLueie glefioed‘ smilingly’ up , ' l-athim) “give for the future a little moreetteoej , ' , tion to your wife and :.,.a little less to Mrs.’-Gf'm~ " } ville, who, though,;a .widow is as squette as a girl of nineteen.” ‘ ‘ r , “There, my dear, I protest you are Wrong?» l broke in the MajOr. “You have taken eels-l, like‘to Mrs. Greville. I fancy ”———and' pod his wife’s soft, round cheekw‘tmet are just a little jealous, after all. " Amiga}. ousy is always bi .” , , _ L , “ Well, George, so let ltbe; I am jealous; therefore, have compassion" on me,” laughed; the young wife, “Supply not food forf‘i'th'e‘ green-eyed monster to feedlu'pong” , ~ ', \- “ All right. You shall be: obeyed, cannot help talking tolli‘rs. Greville.” ~ “01’ course not, George.” . . V “‘ Then the matter’s endow!» remeéjikefi _ Major, evidently with“ relief, “kissing” . ' 7 again, he turned away,'lighted e eigai'.“ I threw the fusee out of the cabin window, ’5 ‘ He talked awhile, to ‘his- young wife; ‘ ‘31». honeyes filled Withvtears.‘ In a moment he, * Was by her side, his arms, about her, am he Pressed a kiss on her cheek. ’ r 7 ,“ Forgive me, darlingl”,be ejaculated, peni- notmeandlxknow you are \not jealous. You are sure I could care for no one an 1 $0. for you. Are you not my Wife?" ’ e :_ , “Oh, George!” she anSWered, (sleeping, him , bout the neck, and gazing eageflygifiudly; ' " bend, Iknow you 'better‘thsujyou‘doryme me?" ' - eels fin-the widow’s case Lucie little 'e'were herworde. 'V , A . l . ,_ ‘f What damn mam, dear? ' This an‘souuee _ "Qty absurd,” remarked 7195,5530? Ferremm ,{ngtoassume a careless gayety‘. ‘ ' ‘ fFThat this woman is as clever as 8119,19 Both of youjereplaying a v, A, r tantly. , » «“I did not mean that-nthat‘is, I ,did i , V ,. full, fich, gussical voice , o‘aIled, "‘ Dou’t, may, into hisfece, “ pray never—nevergirvememgusee let: me. regret that, for your hepplueea or myoywiif Eermmore; Belt, I know this Mfrs. Graeme bettegéfigq'h" grew silent, preoccupied, restless, , Lumehe got bimbo hold a. skein of silk; she Mistrial" ,3 log, and he showed increasing, over I the tangles, and the slowness of the ' meme, At this juncture a clear contralto' Voice heard, humming, in a tone, “Eyewoffi Thee,” as its owner passed the’eehih‘doo‘r} ; ' -“ was a ,pausofln’ the tune, when brought new to the olfioefis brow. « a.» gemMejor Fer-remote, hong‘s. “ e~ brake? is in sight, am, w telescope.” ‘ ' ‘ ' ‘ ' goingondecg , _ I I, A ,‘ The song his 7d. The speaker, was; s, «ward to ascend * ,Luei'e‘ raised her , % .eiwtohefi husband; he, had risento' hfis feet, shame? ' ’ from his ; gets, Not meeting he? _ a egyet ansWeijegi . “‘ I can’t help going this time, - “110W her would be shut t; rudeness .39” Perpetx‘ate. 153,3’3,“ ,wpomm , .ENT, , ANGLED? "i i. "- 1 I . prom, as we. Gib, to describe the ’ , to her; {org-you know, I was once in gaze seine!” . p _ {He did not even wait for her reply. (He ' ; . quitted the cabin, and she heard him ascend the '4, V stairstwoatatime. ‘ .Utteringaloweryof misery,she rollback ‘ “Could he ever have, loved me? If so, it is = poled. _I have no control—no poWer over . ' . ‘ him. 011, Georgel—George, my husband!— and for you I could have died!” she moaned, "burying her face, wet with tears, in her hand’ '. a , ~ herchief. * s , / CHAPTER II. ‘ " ~ romanmofinas. GRE’VILLI nous nor mun ; 11v vmwnownnn on SAVED? , ‘ Tin! bright sunny day, when the Hesperus streamed through the Straits, apparently was the climax of the fine Weather which had been ,1 v v enjoyed since the starting from the Bay of . .g L , Before reaching the. Bay of Biscay, the '2 ' "‘fdirty weather” had settled into almost a ' ' gale,"trom the south-southeast. The gale‘in- creased, utters few day to a hurricane—~such L, mas'npon rare occasions it Europe, recalling ’ those of the tropicsL—and, unable to beat up the ohanneh, the captain bad to drive before the tempest out of his course. , ' The affairs of those on board in «'whom the - radar is interested had undergone small altera- . tions. . ' a - glamourjca'st by Mrs. Greville over ' was, Lucie saw, though not open; is strong as ever. Kind and'atten- i-‘ "fit?ve bimbo ever was, and she did not " to again. I ‘ - ,g “r “If 'hIi’s‘loveis not sufficient to make him ' “save me, from pain,” she murmured, sadly, i“? then will no prayers of mine do so.» Let me , wait until we reach England. This women ., goe‘sto Cornwall, to herestate. We to Lonv :' done ,Wemay never again meet unless—wh- less’?,-her_sxnall lip quivered convulsively— Zestate;but I have persuaded him not toga. ‘ If she added, with a'wan, bitter smile—i‘ what ' wen-have I over my husband, when she ‘ kons? Hea‘Ven have mercy, upon me, and him” , V, . -. Lucie let George Eerramdl‘e see none of her T misery, and he was toocfieupied to read it be- neath the‘sw et, calmsurface. ' p rHer aft on never wavered. How, could fly-When he wasall' inall to liter then, and so ever, be? $3 Ho‘was blind to~this brave through all his madness, now. » Here- Mhe was deemed to, recall, to ponder over a it remorse and grief. ) f} ' risen there. Why, Lucie, do you not'also» , u. he lolloivs her! She has asked us, to her ' " even the danger—v-that they learned qui, As night settled dots drenched its In a mightyturmOil of toamand‘ high tumbling billows, the Hesperus staggered, reeled, and drove onward, refusing toanswer the ,helm. v Huge masses of black storm-wreck flow across the heavens so rapidly, that the eye grew dizzy in contemplatingthem. The fierce wind tore over and made havoc with all, lull- ing' at times into a purring murmur, like some ‘ beast of prey preparing for a spring, then ris- ing swiftly, and with shriek and howl lashing. V, the see. into wilder fury, while ' the pale moon: gleamed occasionally through some black; cloud—rift, as it terrified at the war beneath. None on board the Hesperus went to their; berths that night. Until now the capthin had spoken cheerfully; but this time, when they; had proposed sitting up, he had not negatived” the proposition. He had sat silentha “grim, gray, earnest expression on his weather-beaten face. Hour after hour passed, and familiarity gan, in some of the passengers, to deaden fear, They had battled successfully so long, why not, then to the end? Daylight would soon be there. ,Thus, in a measure, comforted, a few, worn? out by fatigue, had dosed on the couches; others had sought their cabins; the remainder ' sat in small groups conversing in whispers, or listening to thehowling tempest and the train? of the sailors overhead. Among the latter were Major ’Ferramorbtl and his young Wife. . Lucie, calm and still,.;{ but white with terror, leaned on his shoulder, » his arm encircling her waist. . . * < Nearly opposite sat Mrs. Arthur Greville; her pomegranate “lips bloodless and compressed; . her dark eyes dilated, fixed Vaguer before: her, her small hands clenched. ' K What was that? ‘ ‘ ' , _ A shock so violent,so sudden, it awakened? the sleepers, and flung all from their seats. W hat was it? ‘ ’ / 74" The Hesperus had, struck on some hiddsil rockl Would she right herself? Had the en's gines power enough to back her OR that W gar? , . ‘ , Yes; she was again aflwf Thank Heaven! ~ All began to breathe more freely. The one? tion was, could-shehe kept from driving 3g upon the breakers! ’ - > ' No; that was not the question. It was ~’ when the mate, abruptly. entered, his wa proof overclothcs drippihg with sea-water. ‘ ‘5 What is it?” demanded a dozen voices, ' "'Be calm, ladies and gentlemen!" health \“ Remember that obedience to thecaptainfi, , der‘s at such amoment‘ can alone safety. Come on deck+they ,' are going: .» lower the boats—all we have left of thong? added. sotto race. " _ fCalml' sHoW‘ theyb'si ‘SOmethlng, a Mbhmding of a screamf‘ni cry," a sob, burst from ,‘j _ 4 ll, starting to their feet, made for the stairs. ~ Major» Ferramore, haltsup~ .POrting, half. carrying his wife, was thenear- “Est, therefore almost the first to reach them. {$8.119 passed the mate he whispered quietly, ‘ ‘fWe have'sprung a leak, haven’t-we?” f; “Yes, Major, the Hesperus is foundering.” j Quietly as the words had been Spoken, the _r 1 n ears of terror had read them even, it lfieemed, from the motion of the lips. /' " i fearful cry arose. _ .,. “We are sinking! We are sinking! The ‘ ship is going tothe bottom.” ' ” ,‘A terrible confusion atonce ensued. Men ' women pushed and struggled,‘making their Way to the deck. fl‘he boats, were their only 3, “1181106. They would not stop to be drownedbe— “10W like rats. “Fear not, Lucie! Be calm, my girl, and 981) your wits about you. As ‘Buunders said, It is our only chance,” remarked the oflcer to 1138 Wife, as he bore her apart from the struga 'ihg, maddened crowd. “If we m to die, deal? Bucie, let us meet death bravely.” ,kI-SSingthe .tace that bent over her. “ George,” "mid her fingers griped tightly his hand, “I will“ not leave you. Do not ask me. If they . ant to put the women in the boatsvfirst, I will ‘ v. go. If you remain; I remain; if you die, I - Less bitter death than to live alone.” 9 stooped and kissed her, unable to speak. -' en, in silence, they waited the result. .1115)" saw the boat“ being lowered, and the in“? _ keeping back the excited passengers. 9? heard the command, “ the Women first,” 1M0VYBd by a cry or despair. The boat 'on -,ihichlhg, the water had been flung against the ' _» 8 Side, and stove in. fit ’50? Fen-anion had not said no to his " 0B9! determination; yet, nevertheless, had Aintended to yield to her devotion. 9 ' the fitting moment he had reckoned to 1‘, v 61‘ forward. k He knew the bands which 'figmd be extended to receive, and that she w be III-the boat before she could re- 54:1. :63”: howaver, he saw there would be small 3°C any being “saved. The way the films rolled showed she was fast filling, must founder: There was butane “mg which might not escape the w“ the other. This: all hope would seen 6m”; to! their rockets hadnot been answered fgt‘hfi‘zhore. . , ~ ‘ "ma at all, it must he by their own" ex. flank Heaven! \he could swim. .tf, 3 deck by cordage. Lashed to one ‘ ’Piefies, Lucie might easily float to s I ‘ w « ,.‘ ‘- .,. , L or _. “And together,” answered the young wife ' you? Is this woman, ,eVen, in am“, 13°, virsuna’se beheld pieces or spar held whim-"um her and himself would not be I '. T difllcultflorowing’tothe‘ " _, ‘_ logged. itpitehea tam i: ,. ' ,, , ' Ashe arrivedsat’this make, a . staggering” “Ward them. clutching within reach for support. K ,. g V . _ ,_ _ It was MmGreville. _, v a. i ~ ‘Her long black hair Was « the wind about her beautiful face, which was . pallid with terror. Her dilated eyes appeared \ ~ to emit light. Never had she lookedso'strilh r i . ingly handsome. ‘ ‘ i ’» , ‘ The Major started‘as he beheld her. r» _ shivered, and instinctively clung cl T r: husband. - ' i» On reaching them, Mrs. Greville; fiiiigingls * herself down on the wet deck, and claspingthe J ‘, officer’s knees, cried, in accents of 1,, ,. wild entreaty, “Save me~save me, “Major; ’ V Ferramorel Do not leave me on this V alone! , Think! I am a solitary weak ‘ " with none to care ‘for or aid mel, Onshow mercytomel”. , . . I, , 2.: g you, Mrs. Grains-+1, “Howvcan I save who may not myself be saved?”.he answered,» , . tremulouslyfmoved by her appeal—herede- . spair. “The boat!” ' 7 , '. f‘Swamped. Oh, . Heaven! Major. more, must I drow‘n—must .I? Can you help! Oh, save moi—save mel” \ ., v . Madly she beat her hands on "the deck, :4 looked quietly up as Lucie’s calm tones her. i _ ‘ ~ “For shame, Mrs. Grevillel You worse plight than thenrest of us. ‘ Wepell may, , ._ drownli? .. ' g “Not you! , ,He will saveyouli ,.I_am ‘ Oh, merciful powers!” , , ' ’ :7 The cry wash shriek 01 despair as she .2 her head to the deck, her 10:13 T abouther. _ ,. -. "y “‘5 Major Fer'ramore turnedhs 'pale-a8._.death;}1 No, he'could not leave her. Ee'wouldgeayfey‘: ' her, too l—there was “ Lucie," “stay’hereamomeut.” - ,~ . y, ' r ‘ “George,” cried the Wife, in terror, “5 I would you do?” _ g. Q if She strove to hold him, but beheld broken, from her. fiknfielin his hand. h? . in the cor e, reeasingrone" 0 ' _ Mgs. Greville watched him with ‘ emcee. ' ~ eag‘ George,” shrieked Lucie, “do 7011 _ a moment desert me, who. would not. (lava, rate us? Come back: if you love mel’? _ I , “Patience, Luciew patience! to save am” ,he replied. “Mrs. Staying, - come!” ,- 7 ‘ V, - 'In "a ascend. the had crawled, to I ’: Lucie We. no efiort to reach him: also, sudden. lurch threw her she had to for support. 4 ‘ e heshipWassettfingfash‘ a: ' f *Thewife‘watcbedher husband rafiidly it the shore, Linsensible beside h - ' the widow to the spar. , ' , whom he‘had saved! ' , -“ Aft/orallyshe asked herself, “could he, a- men, let this woman, as a woman, perish? _Would itnotbe'cowardly? He will comeback _ "taimeeesurely he will!” ' , ‘ _ ‘ , r1 __ - Hardly had the thought passed her brain ("than thefl’llesperus‘ heeled fearfully, but was righted by a. tremendous billow breaking over the stern.- Lucie , uttered a piercing shriek, for, as the wave swept past, she saw Mrs. . “Grefille cost her arms round the young oficer, and'bOth disappear over the side together. \ n ‘ f ‘»‘Géeorge—-husbandl” she screamed, “Do ' notrleuve me i” ‘Frantioally she rushed for ward, intending to plunge in after them, but a ‘ 1 strong hand held her back. " ~.“.Psrted~partedl” she, shrieked, ere 'she sunan the deck. “In death, as in life, she ‘ has some hetWeen us!” ‘ , I, “.Wheu'Majer Ferramore felt himself whirled " fl ever- the side, end the widow’s arms fastened ‘ r «tightly about him, he was powerless to resist. ’ billowstvere tumbling over them, and they were sinking rapidly. ' "- h brief space, however, they rese again all" teal-the surface, when, almost, fiercely, he ex- , claimed, “ Why did you grasp me thus? What i" have you done?” ' i ' , ’ , ' “Saved your life, thank Heaven! as you have mine?! Was the siren’s response. I *“8evedi Better Ihadlostitl?’ heejaculated. ,“l mustAvI will retum l” , ' . “it is too late!” and the speaker’s arms I “ Major Ferramore, the ship isvtoo V. “faraway!” _ '_ r e l ‘ 1" ‘She was right. Yet he would have risked , » gig-only, as they were flung upon the next ' ‘ ‘ he turned his eager eyes in the , to his horror he beheld the huge hull f Vwa‘rdand disappear; ( , , n ' In a: second it had gone. The waves rose ' 5 and fell over the place where it had been. ' 7 r, “z? Lucien-my wife!” shrieked Major Ferra- , insure, and made one fierce struggle. - But the arms-about him were not to be un— ' z ' ,twdned,lwd, for a few moments losing con- ' v his head dumped on the widow’s ’ ‘i ? iffy: “Words aroused - of the Hesperus rise, reel, pitch/10r— ’ Major Ferramore, but for your strongia'rm 130 ‘When he esxne to, he foundthat dawn w, lbreaking,yand that his head Was supported 11!: some one’slap. ' ' * y - '_ i V ” _ g up, he perceived it was Mrs. G, ville, who, by the aid of his pocket‘knife, had-s; freed herself from the spur. 'Major-Ferramorw averting, his face and covering it With 11 hands, groaned bitterly. I ‘ ' _; y “ I see; you have not yet forgiven ‘ .63, murmured the rich tones of his compel) 011,? sadly. “ You blame me for what I have done» How, Major Ferramore, could I have leftyoti to die? I could not!” , \ ‘ - ' ' ' “ But my wife—my poor, Lucie l” he moaned; “ Better to have died with her!” , “You think so now, yet why should you? Die together! Why, had I not held "you, the,“ awful ane would equally have parted ,youw' parted us” (and her voice vibrated) “ 311-; guide, I should have been dashed—killed upon, the rocks! Do you think I can repent saying, you? I owe you my life! Am I—am I tq r3“: gmt “a” - , ' 1 ‘ 1'”: ,, He was silent. , His hands were clenched On,- the beach, his face upon them. ‘ I Then he looked up, white and haggard. i ,. “Regret is uscless,” he said, coldly. _“ cannot recall the past. That must be borne 3‘35 best I may” Come,” he added, rising; f‘yol’. are wet through. ,“You will needrest and dry; attire?" a ' I e 1 But, instead, she only rose to her knees, an , her‘beautiful face lifted, exclaimed, ‘entreafi'é, ingly, ‘5 Oh, forgive me~forgive me, Major". Ferramorel Your woke-your voice outme the soul! I cannot hear itl’? ‘ « Leaning forward, he raised” her," so ' I " “Rather pardon me, "Mrs. Greville, I wrong to blame you for an impulse which its birth inwfriendship. Yetydo not wand thetI mourn my wife.” ‘ , _ . 7: ,, » “ Wonder: Major Feflamore, my, _ bleeds for hen, Mourn as you should, as'__ deserves—$17011 have my sympathy.” , , She held his hand, and now lightly touch, it with her lips before she released in} .v t , felt a slight pressure of his fingers, silence they prooeededupthe ' _ “Major Ferremore, would you have us bot " drown? I see the shore!” ‘ ,y y "Summoning back his strength, he saw 111 I direction lay the land, and struck out has it. ‘ ’ r r V a"? Thertlde was running in, it was true; but, wing to the neurones coast, they drifted ! way down weretheyweregstashed on- tqfthe beach. » ' s T r Major V Ferramore felt ,fln‘nftooting, r draw it high upon , bold ruggedness of the rocks proclaimed hhore’betom a fisher-man’s but came in, From its appearance and the position? at, ship, the ‘Major guessed the coast upon w they were to be Cornwall; The grandeur it, they had much clembering over its V _ The ofl‘lcer approaching, sugporting. Greville, whose strength hogan width; found only an old woman within. Her.“ man,” she said, had gone down to Mill the wreck, but she‘d be happy to gitdthe /, M... 253‘» 3 v extremism, ’ halter, and any accommodation her cottage 9931M aflordh . ‘ . ’ The old fisher-wife had a true Cornish _type I} face, and keen, dark, searching eyes under 3, hfir grizzled brows, which seemed to recall the E Chimes when wreckers nestled along the Cornish - bore, as the sea~birds among its rocks. Per- 1 IRips it was her “ uncannie ” aspect that canned Mrs. Graville to grasp the Major’s arm, and Xclaim, “And you?” — . "‘I shall proceed at once to Mill Bay,” he answered, “to see if any one was saved.” “‘And that may be,” put in the fisher-wife; a» ‘~‘ for I know the life-boat went out... Ah, in ~ lily young days nothing known of life- bpats in Cornwall.” ‘ “The life-boat did go out?” cried the Major. {l‘q‘hat’s good news, indeed! I feared our rockets had not been seen. How far is Mill 3’ from here?” I . > “Well, I reckon, sir, when you’ve gone a x. hile and a quarter you’ll have just done half.” 3 r “ But you’ll come back?” whispered Ger, 2 trude Greville, yet holding hisarm, and look- , g pleadingly into his face with her dark, ‘ beautiful eyes. “I would go with you, but LhaYe {not the strength. I should delay you. .. I fit you will not leave me here alone long with that horrible old woman—you will com backr’ ’ . . - “Of course I will, Mrs. Greville.” _ How could he resist her? “Even—~even if you findher?” “Even if I find her—any wife; and,” he . a«titled, fervently, “ pray Heaven I may l” ‘ . She did not say “ Amen!” She merely mur- nlllred, “Thank you,” softly, and releasing film, moved to the hearth, while be, after one glance thrown back at her, having received ' e proper direction from the old fisher-Wile, from the cottage. . . 'His way lay along the road bordenng the ' 09““, 80' rugged and weather-beaten that all . [was barren and bare. To Major Ferramore’s; “filmi- lay the sea, yet lashing the shore with l moan, its marked by V broad. dashes, though the sun was shining. . . . As) the officer reached the nights. he eagerly * the ocean for the wreck. ' But the Hes— l .. “33860! her wastobo seen. 1 E -- :39 Shuddered, and a groan of agony burst E him, as the thought , at his young Wife. 3 . having his face, he sohbed aloud. i r7?§k'§'0ung,yhis pretty wife, whom he, had so , fife—whom, fresh, gentle and bonnie, he had i “9 brand of winning. . ,1 E “that moment he‘did not give one thought i = Grevflle. The day seemed to have ;' and he felt as One might be expected “1331 Whose good angel has been suddenly re. 2 ~ flames , z r I I m _ had roundered in deep water. vNot a z‘ V'I‘hen‘ he .thoughto Gertrude Greville, and» almost cursed herfas he v --§;e§d,jgone trons ' I dislike—poor Lucie, who ‘ him forever! 3 , . No; why ,shonld he Had not'the fish-mite said the lite-boat :had‘b'een got oi! at; last? Would not the women 'be‘the firstsayed, ‘. . Mgi- . ill—if the life-boat had arrived in time? V -. ~ Major Ferramore wouldnet thinkwot-- that, , but strode on more quickly, and finally 11mm the hight looked down into the bay. g '_ There were groups of, fishermen on the beach, also some portions of the wreck, which no man dared to touch, the salvage men has; 1 ing arrived, with others who had been-attract- - ', ed by curiosity, or to lend aid, while a few ‘ men and women were gathered in, front of some low cottages under the cliffs. ‘ " Hurrying' on, Major Ferramore, finding a. ‘ path, hastened down to theth ' It brought him near the cottages first, and headdreseed a woman, in husky tones, “Tell me, I 'entreat you, has any one been saved?” _ '. ‘ I. “ Ay, sir,” was the reply, in strong? Cornish accent, attended by a courtesy, ' some twenty poor souls ~no more!” . w “Can -I see them?” exolaimed the Major, reeling beneath the news——-“can I know their names?” a ' “ Sure can thee,” began the woman, whetifa \ 4' n young man, respectany dressed, issued from one of the cottages, with a paper in his hand, . and made for the path. fish-wife, ‘,‘ him yarnder can tell thee all. Hes “ “thee? he _‘ “There,” said the ., from th’ papers, he says, he do, m'has ,y ‘ . I f; 33‘ ten ’t all down in th’ book.” As the Major hastened to overtake I. ’ “ ‘ her of thebcal press, thewomenhstared after ‘ him, one remarking that “he looked asit he‘d, ‘ , com’d outo’ t’ wreck himself.” ' a ‘ Hearing the quick step behind him, the young man turned, and, seeing the, 0mm, raised his hat. . . The Major answered the hesaii, I» “Pardon me, I hear you have the names oi the ._ saved. May I, sir, see the list?” ‘ r , _ r The other ran his eyes scrutinizineg over the speaker. 11 he had feared-a rivaloorrgs- pendent on a rival paper in the Hiawatha lat- ~' We disheveled aspect and haggardvfaeeneas- » j r g sured him, and - he at once replied in theafiira mative, handing the list. As the ~ I . it, a mist swam before his eyes, and he ‘ gored so that the young man caught himl'inhlsi“ 7 '1} ' arms to save him tron: falling. y __ . y “ You know some one on board, slid” Sonia, sympathetically. . “Yes,” murmured'the Major, “someone whoisverydear tome. board myself, but-«last we were separated in ‘ I was washed ashore two , milesaway. Would you mind letting me ate 4 the wreck. , ~ . ti 1 ‘ - tsunami). company you to the hights! I '-—and the speaker glanced back at the lounging “cannot read this here." , ' “certainly.” ‘ I .. 4 ' Together they ascended the path. When at the top, hidden from view, Major Fmamore halted, and, turning away, with shakinghands holding the list, began its perusal. Why he could. not have told, but be counted the names without seeing them, for the mist. was over his eyes again. Then, with a beating heart, a wild hope, he read—reed rapidly, until near the end; then ' slowly, as it fearing he might read incorrectly. ' They were mostly feminine names. ,Many he knew. A few belonged evidently to the second class, of whom he knew nothing. But the name of Lucie‘ Ferramore was not there ‘ - “Are—are you sure you have all here-all that were saved?” he gasped. “Certainly sir. There were but twenty,” and I have their names from their own lips. Naturally, each is anxious their names shall ‘ ‘ appear, for their friends’ sake. ,There’s not on sir,,I assure you but what I have got I win for your sake there was.” -“,'.l‘hank you,” replied the Major. you" much.” voice broke. ‘ _ :He moved away to hide hisemotion, when ‘ the other said, “Excuse me; may I have your name, sir?” ‘ “ Major George Ferramore," he answered. , “Also, you may put Mrs. Greville. Thatlady was saved with me.” ff'l‘hanks, sir. Good-morning!” and panelling down the titles, he moved quickly-away; for V there ,was small. time to get the account into ‘ , that morning’s first edition, and totelegreph it to London. v - When he looked beck,he saw Major Ferra- more‘prone on the ground, his face buried on the short, dry grass, and his white hands » clasped tightly at the back of his head, as some ~ made when tornby a terrible agony. . _ 1 CHAPTER III. In grandam: BETWEEN econ m am. - Wm Major Ferramore returned to the fisher-’8 cottage he found Mrs. Greville, looking :‘ Thank _ very-pale and wan, sitting by the fire. Bile glanced up as he entered, and even she started at his appearance—it was so ghastly, so full of wretchedness and despair. _ .“Well, dear Major Ferramore, what news! Good, I trust?” she murmured, her words , speaking differently to hér heart. _ v ?' 3N0,” he rejoined, not meeting her glance, ' , but gating down into the fire. “TWenty have g ’heennmvedbuthmis voice shook-Johan not fishers—V - I send a fly for you?” p g l” ejaculated m widow, in a. accent of l A _, piteous grief, burying _ her face in? Then, still not do you think you can proceed?” ' “When? When you more. At once.” ing onto the town, two miles distant. “Yes; if .you will not permit me to walk, with you,” she replied, almost humbly. , The tone touched him. such a time? “I. did not meanlthat,” he said, turning toward her. “I thought you were not able to walk.” . v y “ I would sooner try, Major Ferramore, than moi handkerchief she had been drying. ' " r . ' There was silenceaspace. looking ether, he said, “ When, Mrs. Greville, desire, Major Il'erra- ‘I, “That is impossible,” he answered. “You must have rash—your clothes dried. I am 30- "i Shall He felt a brute, yet how could he remember any but his Lucie at stop here,” she rejoined, rising as she spoke. {1 “ le feel nervous. here alone. 011, do not think "—and instinc- tively she clasped her'hands inentreaty-f‘q ; have suifered nothing this night!” 1 should not-like stay ‘ v . ML. 4. The voice was so plaintive, so musically he'- 1 ‘ seeching, that it chilled him. It made him ashamed of himself. Sufleredl Yes, she must have suflered-éthis ‘ tender, delicate woman. ' “ Forgive me i” he exclaimed, taking her hand in his. But all this is too, too terrible. Icannot speak of it! Pray let us gel The wash of that awful sea drives me mad!” v ’ Without reply, but with a glance cf grati" tude more eloquent than words, Mrs. Greviile obeyed. ' Rewarding the fish rvwife handsomely, the two set forth. v _ There may have been moments when, the Duchess of Marlborough, who stated that she was born before nerves were in fashion, has pretended to possess them. Certainly Mrs. Grevllle did, and. needed to lean very heavily on the emcer‘s arm during the two miles’ walk. Before it was ever she had managed to ,win kinder sentences from her companionn—uto make him feel a. greater bruterthan ever,‘and to. \- verge once more toward the net-so skillfully spread for him. Reaching "the hotel, they rested until-their garments were dried and strength restored, then together ceston'. ted. There they sepera Mrs. Greville alighted tate. He continued on tothe metropolis: not, however, before promising to visither shortly at the Holme. ’ . “Believe me, Major Ferramore, no will be so welcome,” shemurmured, softly, e! “You must think me a bear, to W4, to ';;'.;Zi;.a.'§.:sa-LM . .: - -. . 1 the train moved from the platform, decom- penyiug the assertion bynglnnoe,the power of which Gertrude Greville had well known. “Asithewouldbewlae tokeepnway!” she ' smiled mockjugly, when driving to on hotel. “\Why,I could have broughthim to my call even with his week, pretty wife living! Now she is dead. I really think—end I have had some experience—these military men are the valuest creatures alive!” - Meanwhile, tree from the beautiful widow’s influence, Major Ferrnmore, leaning back in his corner of the carriage, gave himself up to - his gloomy reflections. x Lucie's death had eflected him very deeply. ,5{ ~ He had never known how much he had really loved her until now, and was glad of Mrs. Greville’s absence that he might think of her. age could not in the widow’s society. Why n . , “I really believe she feels for one very , much,” he reflected; “and sotekee a fellow out I 01 himself! It was, kind of her, too; so thoughtful to say, so she resided in Cornwall, the would take careful noteot it—of all the-— the bodies found, and inform me at once it my Lucie—” ‘ He could get no further even in thought, for . large lump that seemed to rise in his throat . and choke him. _' :Itwas evening when he reached London as,an were beginning to benzene Gall- hansom, he proceeded to Konsington. , ere, in a. roomy, detached, walled—in, red- hrick house, lived his own relations, an uncle ., I“flaunt. .Ithadbeenmungedtbathennd Lucie should stay there a tortnight before seeking ~25, F Wheaten tor themselves, when he was to have shownou the Iondonsgho tohie young ;v fillewhowdmarsndmieerablethetlme “Wild pose! - Mr. and Mrs. Gum masterly and rmklnd-heerted. Warmly, sympethetienily, , g ammo nephew. ' ’ , Oh, my poor “001331—431! dear boy!” ex- -. A Wthe old lady, theateirlyMontcry- .23; hi: “Oh! how you must have collared! You like I Ml And Lucie, that pretty “salt tolkebout it yet." . Should think, not—I should think not!” . Ed“ in Uncle axiom. “inet, Jennie. to P- hhflm good timeGeorge will tellus all. " Vfiimg thingh—pooryonngthing! Deer, ’ . odour!” _ . 7 'nflm didn’t telkoboetthe . m _ their ’ told thntitwasalweys “their mule. They said words and some A- Which, at that moment. though they / would not have .9... the similarity at my other, they fancied suggested it, and would come to nnnbrnpt, halt speech. . » v Finally Major Fen-ammo found it lea pain- ' ' ‘ did not vague. They saw nothing or one; only, fondly putting his hand Aunt Chiche'stu' said she wascertein he huddone the best been his poor wife, and such diner senteneu, that ' sent keen stabs to his heart. ' » I When Major Ferramore retired, to his room, r‘ be thought he had never passed so wretched an evening: ' “How someold people do liketotalkofthe ' miserables!” he muttered. “ Such 5 life would driveme msdin uweek. 'l‘heyhavendt the tact of Mrs. Grevillel” he proceeded, leaning out of the window looking onto the sealant) V . smoke his cigar. “She made me forget my trouble. They keep it ever fresh in my memory,like flies hovering aroundsgniled wound.” ' v - , _ As the smoke of his cigar curled upward he dropped into a reverie, in which Mrs. Greville played a part, the Chichesters having been the innocent cause of that. Suddenly he threw his cigarnway, to.th came back into the room. a ' ‘ .- “I must crush these thoughts,” he ‘ “It‘is sin to my Lucie’s memory. What is x the widow to me more than a. friend? \ Only, I must get from here, or I shall home to fly to The Holme tram, very despair.” ' ’ Mar Ferramore was.perfecfly right. He did regard the widow as merely a friend. He liked her; was happy when in her but felt that, remembering Louie’s evasion—e he no longer called it unaccountable—em , noright toindulge himself init} it?" _ the on insult to her, memory. y l I; He did not know‘ it, but this was the turning V point of his life. Had he in his grief met eon- eociety, he Would have soon forgotten - the Widow—probeny never seen her again. .- ehe was one of those ‘ women who, like the snake, can only Monte when their victim is within reagent their men; : ~ ~ ' ' r Indeed, each hour her influence over the ,' omoer, was getting weaker. not °fi§iom°m en“ though sym to on y e 7 come Sergio! his worthy relatives forced him to re—, _ call endtoo-much dwell upouthetotmv, Greville. - , , . The Major strolled down tohls club next ‘ day, and rather nervously, for he wondered whether any rumors had got abroad at how he, withaledy,hed beenwashodoshoro,w_ wife was drowned. Eefearedhow men ‘ ‘ read it. ' ‘ ’ He found, however, no one there that "he 4 2 10 museum. ' 3k knew, So, after an hour’s lounge, went back g-toKensington. , g ‘l ‘_ 1, [Entering the drawingroom, he was surprised g- to see a young girl or graceful figure arranging some fresh-cut flowers in a. vase. , 'j She as he came in: then, a bright smile on lips, and in her clear, frank, gray eyes, $583138 bowed; caremoniously, she extended her hand", saying, “Don’t you know me, Cousin L, Greer ll" .. . p ' “, e r x, it can’t he! Are you the wee, prim Z . maiden, Maud Chichester, I, left yet at board- - \ ing—school five years ago?” he exclaimed. ' “No other,” she smiled. “I have grown, have I not!” a I “Yes, as beautiful as tall,” he answered. , “Maud, you are very pretty. How was it I “ ' , did you last night?” ' “ ‘- ' v "‘ 0h,,,;'l don‘t live here 1” she laughed. ' i “lieu have come to stop, then, I hope?” he i j answered. “A pleasant oasis where all is so : ,doleful.” _ , ' " “For awash”: she answered. “Aunt and Uncle Chichester thought you might be dull, : asked the to come for a week, Cousin 7 George? . E; ’ ‘ /“,They were very kind and thoughtful, I f feel grateful, I assure you,’? he smiled. “ Pray .go on‘ with your roses, Maud, and I will help ' ' The complied, and the conversation ' and pleasantly on. ’ ' was Meier Ferramore’s chance against, , the widow. H. 33; youthful society soothed him. ’ “ V ‘r '_ There was something in Maud Chichestef's «eyes that reminded him of Lucie. There Was ,7 3 soft sympathy in her accents. ‘Sh'e strove, by, wellfplaced- not obtrusive 'cheerfulness, to » win “him from Sad memories, and he found that he Could talk to her of 'Lucie as he come 1 . talk of his poor, lost wife to no one else. ' 35 K Maud’s frank confidence in him, while ‘ it pleased, seemed to make him feel a better man. The evening came to an end, and the oificer hadwnot, evenior a single moment, thought of ‘ ,Gertrude "Graville; while, as he had watched * W’s. fresh, sweet, innocent face, Lucie‘had 2 .1 cheater ashis in the: matrimonial lotteryg” Harry must be my future cousin.” ’ s sele one, because her pleasant ‘ hover, 'tor an instant even, been out of his mind. “Why, for goodness sake, my dear Maud,” f y; j', be entering the breakfast-room next , J, - morning, “‘ why are you going to fly 0!! in a V , week!” , g ‘ The girl, laughing, looked down, blushed, , and answered, “ Why, I am going to Derby, to a friends.” / . V _ who the deuce—I bag your pardon—— ,' Leiliiifmfit you kuowf’ And she glanced slyly vf'fihim.“ J ' , " laughed; “but I fancy now that I can guess. be the happy 5 young fellow who‘haswnn Miss_Maud Chl- “Yes,” she smiled, and told him'all. ‘ ‘ ‘ “ I must know Harry, to con tulate him,” I i he said; and took Hand to. Regent‘street after ‘ i breakfast, and purchased for; her awedding present. But the bright Week went by, and the bright girl was gone. ’ Major Ferramore was once more, sent back to his past thoughts. The dull :Kensington 7. housa hipped and depressed him. ' ‘ ’ The remembrance of Delilah came stealing back, encircling him with Laocoon folds. He , felt a‘craving upon him to fulfill his promise to ‘ visit The Holme. i f , He must go somewhere; his own society was . intolerable to'him; but how. escape from that ,1 -—how fly the thoughts he so desired tubanishl' .. He battled against the voice. of. the siren, ‘ which new again was censtantly ringing in his ears. I r One evening, however, as he was returning rather wearily. to the Chlchester dinner, the ' notes of a piano came tohim from the open. window of a villa he was passing. ' 2. Soon ,with the music was blended a voice, if singing _with sweet plaintiveness, “ Ever 01 ' .. 7“ ‘ ‘, f '1 It was Mrs. Greville’s favorite song. ‘ ' 1;; It recalled a hundred mommies he could not“ ,T conquer. . ‘ ' ’ ‘ ' ' “1 willwrite lutely, as he hung his eight away. ' bear iris no longer!” "— "*1 i l (so-night!” he ‘ exclaimed, ream 1 we " CHAPTER IV. » ~ as one man or no. ARTHUR anuvm’l» 1'3} Amman of a hot’August day. * ‘ The welcome sou-breeze crept settly over the land,‘ stirring the drawing-roars window draperies of Holm, and the delicate lac!!! ruflles falling over Gertrude Greville’s round. , snowy arms,’as she reclined on a lounge; her ' eyes dreamy and halt-closed, gently moving the feather’fan sheheltt “a ~ ‘ “ w ‘ l The Helms was a small, hut‘oompnct estufly on‘the border line of -&e Indeed, between it and the Cornish vow extended a tolerable We! bleak, browm barren moor, dangerously broken hythe Mk "yawning mouths of longdisused mineeham , Fences» had‘ once been placed round tho” 53 protection, but time had gradually lave. them; and a reckless familiarity with dang?! not rare in mining districts, had curatedwill!!!n never to be renewed or repaired. :i ‘ . Over twenty years ago, The Holme belly inheritance, became the property at ta? . 1 Arthur G'revillo, a. wealthy East India . who—~the piece having been let tor. a '10“ V " ado EMAneLnn. / V ‘ 11 ' iterm to a ‘well—to—do‘ tenant, regularly ‘ f(Driverded checks for the quarterly rents tohis ' ' ‘ hudlord—e-had 2101; even bothered himselt with ‘ ~ the trouble or an English agent; Mr. Arthur ~ Greville declaring that from experience, rather than be robbed by any of that fraternity, he would sooner risk being cheated by his tenant. ‘ A year previously, however, the latter’s lease having expired, he removed to London. I The Holme was not announced to let, 'but was shut up in charge of any old woman. marks.ny comfortable there for eleven months, place in order, hire the necessary servants, and In four weeks’ time be in readiness to receive ‘ “the writer, Mrs. Greville. , . The news spread through the little com! ' .,fi!1d curiosity was rife, as no mention was made of Mr. Graville. ' > ,Was he dead? Nothing more likely, as all What was known of him was that he must be " quite seventy—a great age for one who had ' W his life and last his liver in India. 1111’ that case, Mrs. Greville was a. widow. Mrs. Greville arrived, and was a widow. 11°11 to add rich; hence she was very well re halved by the gentry. - , ith the wisdom of a clear-headed woman, " T de Greville had secured her jewels and :7 upon her person at the first sign of the M \ ’rus being in danger. _ ‘ u “I ,I ‘ she had lost nothing but her wardrboe, Whiéh had been easily replaced. ’ 011 this August afternOon, Gertrude Greville, th is: and the fact that more than six weeks ‘ elapsed, and yet the Major made no sign. a (master his grief for Lucie. .335 had already taken over “fidow’s companion entered. V _. 3 Over terty. - , I ~ her ., aw meion. 1 yam"! her face; while . , , ' ‘* , ,D, half-mantilla, on her head. my.» U y? _ I ' ' M,Gemudg, Greville’s companion ap— W one of those placid, equabIe, ‘30 she'was young, beautiful, and agreeable," 'lanéllidly fanning herself, was recalling, all i This elderly personage had made‘ herself re— 3‘ when a letter arrived, bidding her set the , munity which formed the gentry of the place," " pdsslonless naturea that can no more he 7' -' 7 than the surface of a granite rock. -, V V . 1; Yet her manner—graceful .gefiwwpm- ‘ claimedher to bee. perfect lady. " « ’f‘ ' l She carried letters in her" hand, with which. i she advanced to her employer. ‘ L , ' I “ The. post has arrived at last, madam,“ she , said, quietly. “It appears a goods train ran ~ : 05 the line, and for some hours blocked the ” . way. .. - r l “Letters, Mrs. Hendricsonl” eXolaimed Ger- trude, half rising l'quickly‘ to receive them. ‘I “ Who are they from?” r ' “ I‘ should find that difiicult to tell, madam,” smiled the companion, as she took her seat at a, small work-table at the other side of the bay L window, ' “being unableto see inside the en- ‘ ? velopes.” _ . " - . ’ ‘ “ I meant, had they a gossipy, pleasant, or , a husinesslook?” remarked rtrude, scanning 1 the three. “Here is a blue-enveloped one; ; you may read that; Mrs. Hendricson, while I ” i -—andasmile played over her face-«“rre‘ad this. “At last!” she murmured, as she , dropped back on the lounge and brain: the fastening of one of the letters. ‘ _ .2 The companion. had soon finished ' It " was merely from an upholsterer in hunoeston r about some alteration in the library furniture. ' She yet was sailing; fa’ dent that she had read the letter twine . with a little, amused laugh, else said, “ Medea: , l '7 Gel‘trude Greville, had given him tour, to ‘ trade- shall have a guest more than we 8d”: ‘» “Alady,,madam?” 'r r ‘ '_ , “Oh, dear, no; a gentleman!” laughed Ger- Is “No other than—well, yes, an {old _ lover of mine. In fact, Major Ferramore, Who, » six, and her 2 you know, saved me when the Hesperusng { l v . “9°! We lips tightened with wounded ; wrecked.” ~* ' 9315 that moment the door-opened, and the l g . ' :not to shock propriety,” v 3119 was a. middle-aged lady, being apper— , curling her beautiful lip. “ Indeed l rejoined Gertr‘, ‘ “Mr. and i Vane, with their daughter, arrive this evening; __ “v 1‘ slight figure W yet more so, owing and tomorrow Mr.‘ J " Age, and her black silk drem, which 3 my dear Mrs. Hendricson, increased the fairnessot her hands and l 9 lug-She were thin‘gold' spectacles, and to receive this most gallantnnd ' , , oi iron gray hue, was plainly braided , her Majesty’s black lace formed a I I more comes here to woo?” . and Mrs. Bolton; Which. will be sufficient to silence scandal.vi »We‘sh£lll” . ——and she laughed musicallyw“ be in officers.” riedties, I should imagine that » «o 1 have not the slightest douht pt it. Asshepnt downthe note, she . ‘ at her employer. 4 pleased light danced‘in her eyes. - It was» evil : Mrs. Hendricson, I must trouble 1 Gmvaoom is prepared by to-mor‘row, we Butnwill he stay at The Hominy? , g “Why not? _ There will be company an _ 1h . _ with your-staid self,- '7 (sweetie: ; ~' . The companion raised 1 ' i ' : surprise- l. , _ u -:y _ proved with a noiselem, gliding step. E “Pardon me, madam,” she smiled; but, “a, 5 cleaves low, and so even as to approach ‘ former lover, and now releaSed from _ ' .M‘ a he! ’VI. .1 s {- ! 12' ENTANGLED.‘ I X ' ".3 1 “Your manner, however, appears topmnfise y him little success.” . “That is as it may be,” answered Gertrude. “ I am in no hurry to decide, Mrs. Hendricson, so time and the fashion of the Major’s wooing must do so. But you will see to the Gray ’ Boom, please.” I “Certainly. When did you expect Major Ferramorei” . ‘ “ Tomorrow. Of course he will first stop at the village; and he writes,” added Gertrude, I consulting the letter carelessly, “he will give himself the pleasure of calling in the afternoon. Yealstay; there’s some mistake. This letter ‘ must have been delayed more than by the rail, . for itisdated the 9th, in which‘case Major Ferramcre’s .‘ day after to-morrow’ is today. ” “ Then, madam," said Mrs. Hendricson, ris— ing and speaking in her low, monotonous tones, “I had bettersee to the Gray Room at say we might ’ once.” “By all means. Thanks.” V The companion glided from the apartment, and noiselessly closed the door. There, how- ever, her usual placidity underwent a slight change. She proceeded up the stairs with » marvelous swiftness, and in lieu of giving or- ders respecting the Gray Chamber, proceeded to'her own room, into which she locked her- self. a ‘ " Hardly had she quittedGertrude than visi- tors were announced , ,‘Iteras the rector, the Reverend Septimus ~ *dfiheldrakeywith his wife, and a Mr. Bryerton. . The rector was'a portly five feet eight of -’ ethnicalgrespectability, with a condescending all- Land woolly voice. His better half was a. Short, brisk, bright little woman, ready to at- _ tend to all the business of the parish before her \owu; while their friend wasa thin, withered little mane! nearly seventy, so brown anddry that he almost made one sneeze. , » .Graeerully, smiling graciously. Gertrude Greville advanced to welcome them. The rec- tor took the lead—as he did in ever hing—- and pressing the widow’s fingers in b s soft, plump hand, said woollily, “My dear Mrs. ' Grenville, excuse this intrusion, I beg; but my friend here, learning, during his flying visit to me from the modern BabyIOn, that the widow of his dear old friend, Mr. Arthur Greville, lived so near, actually would not allow me a moment’s rest—not a moment, dear madam—- until I had given him the honor of an duction.” V .2” Perhaps it was because the router’s fingers were so very soft and plump that he did not feel the hand held twitch suddenly. , He did, however, notice that the red lip quivered, and » itshrillianthue, asGertmde Gre- with almost stately dignity, inclined her 1 head toMr. Bryerton. “Sensitive creature-remarkably Sensitive! ; Yet Greville was old enough to have been hell? grandfather!” reflected the rector. “There is ‘3 really no accounting for the iiking‘s of pretty 9' women.” “ Your husband, Mrs. Grevill’e, was indeed an old friend.” smiled the newly introduced, a! 5 he bowed over Gertrude’s hand like a bean. of the ancient regime; “ for we were school ’9 chums in England, and received our appoint/r ment from the East India Company together. 3‘." But ”-—and Mr. Bryerton slightly raised his» ‘ shoulders-“ I was delicate, and used .to say poor Greville had the constitution of a lion. The climate killed me. I came back: he w mained, and gained a fortune. Now,here an!“ I; and he——is no more.” ' . “My dear Bryerton,” broke in the rector, “a. 7i gentleman who passed all his years withou'il ,1 change in India, as did Mr. Grev‘ill'e, wduld need the consitution of an elephant. Mr. Gre- ville, I am delighted to say, had that constitu— " tion, and he remaine‘d—exactly—and gained 3‘ ‘ fortune.” ' ' » ' “He gained far more than that, my rector,” answered Mr. Bryerton, with a court‘ ly bow toward Gertrude. “He gained the? which would induce any man to brave any cli’ ' mate to win.” ‘ ' During this, their. hostess sat silent. Hex" " dark eyes, from under the shadow of the“; lashes, turned from one to, the other. A close. observer might have noticed a wntraction 0‘, the lips and of the folded hands. i “ Once Mrs. Sheldrake addressed her. Either” she did not hear or not take heed. She did ‘ not answer. ' ‘ ‘fWas my poor friend's death, my I ask, sudldenl” inquired Mr. Bryerton, sympatheti’ “ Sudden? ray—um is,‘not very!” ,respond‘ ed Gertrude. ' g “Dear, dear! It seems but yesterday thai 9 he, a bright, hopeful young fellow, saw me to England. Yet it’s over forty years since WK}: met, and twenty since we corresponded. ' Iask it he was much changed? Did'he reside: in the old place?” ’ . " . .-: Gertrude had grown paler and paler; rising, she said, somewhat abruptly, and evident agitation, “ Would you pardon are“? Do, I entreat you; for, as, sir, you may imflg’x" ine, this is a most painful subject.” She passed-7r her handkerchief across her face, then, with .9” taint, charming smile. “Doexcuse me, Bryerton. I fear I must appear very rude."2‘f',. “Not so, Mrs. Greville,” " he 811ng “Mine wouldtbe the mdenwa'did I takePf; tense at a grief which does‘ honorto my ‘ memory.” ‘ ' " ‘. “I thank you,” she: respondedgratefulfyv The rector here broken), to change the ' ect, “You must not go, my dear without seeing the" apiary; it is just in perm \ ,, w, ENTANGLEDp ; q , 13w show it to you.” i. I. Never had Gertrude felt more grateful to the .l'ector than when she saw him pass out of the Window with his friend. ., “Highly sensitive nature, Mrs. Greville’s-u . ,- highly sensitive, poor creaturel”'he remarked, his woolly accents. ' , : ‘.‘ Exceedineg so,” answered Mr. Bryerton, ; dtyly. “ Had Greville been the young fellow firth“ he was when I first knew him,,I could r hive understood it better. But thirty grieving 1’ seventy l” .. “‘ Therefore such grief is the more to be how wedwhen we come across it-—eh, Bryerton!” “ Assuredly,” smiled the other, as, though? ' fully, he followed the clergyman. K On their returning to the drawing-room, Sheldrake broke off her long account of 5'? 1"116.1301'cen meeting, and rose to leave with the gentlemen. Gertrude was now quiteherusual f}: again; and as she bade Mr. Bryerton good- mpmmg, hoped, with a winning smile, to have V the pleasure 01 again seeing him at The ,3 011119. , “It is an. honor. I regret I must forego,” was . rejoinder, “as I leave Cornwall to-rnor— .mw- And it is not likely I shall ever find my way so far west again” V _ Gertrude’s lips murmured sorrow, while her » beet joyously. When they had gone, ‘\ .nmfing quickly to thocouch, she sunk down, ' 2 W11, her hands clasped muttered, “Who "would have dreamt ofnzeeting a friend 01 Ar- ' _: < bur Grevillels here! IWhy did the rector ? it I 1min Thank Heaven, he will, not come Wu.” , 5118 paused, her beautiful eyes riveted on : “1° carpet, her white brows knit. Then she 5*! 5 ed, in a whisper, “ It’s a dangerous games—- z“ dangerous game! But I’ll play it :' f " V hing back, she buried herfaoe in the vel- " “t cushion, and became silent, motionless. _ “fly an hour must so have passed, when she ,2! startled by a. slight, sound—a. thimble tell- 09 the table. ~ she looked up quickly, and sew Mrs. Hen- unietly at work in her usual place. _ ,: ‘31 did not know you were here!” she ex- }, do somewhat sharply. “Ididnot ‘ QX'OOme in.” thoughtuyou were asleep; you were so an _ that I tried notto disturb you. The i" ': 315,8 ; all is in readiness. kl there is the sound of wheels on, the 7%” i ‘3 recess she spoke, and moved toga“! the window. he hotgol”exclaimedeertrude. “Itmey £219! Ferramore.” “Whereas, She stood, one hand leaning , tics. I hnow I have ms. omviue’a permits. oh the chair-heck. Footsteps in the hell; then the door opened, end Major 'F‘erremore Wes announced. Clad in mourning, he was paler than his wont; but that only made him apps“. . ' A ' ’. handsomer as, at the first glance, believing ,. Gertrude to be alone, he advanced quickly, . with great eagerness, to meet her. . But extending her hand quietly, she said, with the purpose of cheekings ha impulsive- ’ mass, “A thousand welcomes, Major Ferra- more, to The Holme, which I trust will not frighten yOu'away by its dullness. Our pres- out small party will soon be increased, Ah! it ' isso kind of you to come! Let me,”--'-und she drew a little aside to avoid his earnest gene-- “introduce you to Mrs. Hendricson, my eon» panion,” she added, in a whisper. e ' Major Ferramore, a trifle confused—«perhaps r a. trifiy annoyed—«at finding a. third party pre- " sent, turned and bowed to the quiet, middle- . aged, staid ledy’in black silk, who—her white hand still on the chair-buckmcelmly responded to theinolinutiOn. , ’ ’ Thus the ‘omcer and Hrs. Hendricson met. .——-—u-. 1, CHAPTER V. ~ " 7 won mnmonn’s ‘ Gunmen: Gnnvmm was right when she 4 said there would be enough company at The Holme to prevant the proprioties being out». raged by Major: Ferramcrele presence Hence his portmauteaux were transferred the village in to the Grey Boom, that same evening, on which also arrived the other gnome d—but very recent acquaintances of the widow’s; L yet pleasant, agreeable people, just the-sortie make a country house cheerful. - r ‘ raw hostesses could have better , ' " part and performed their onerom duties Gertrude. Gay, light-hearted, without a carers!» moved as the lovelysphdt' of mirth, banishing melancholy from her-path ~moved, with Major Ferramore, her aidew " V 'gl ‘ camp, as she had destineg styled him, WEE her wake. , -~' ,7. Q “Though you are my eldest Major _ . ingly, “our acquaintance is of no long, I but occurrences—sea ones, indeed—here .y , itseem as if for years we eahh’ other. Therefore, I venture to throw mwa on your generosity, and ask your old to 1mm. . r these people. When they quit The Rowdies it be with pleasant memories." ‘ e ‘ l d— s. “Commend me, Mrs. Greville. I. new, ‘ , ,, . be too fluttered teiplene myself‘etyour ' ¥ Hendricson returned, but did not re? ‘ the Melon bendmg tokies hand that me been laid in his; :“hut in ’ fortunate eeito be reckoned only your acquaintame ‘ ~ . ‘: .§%,;.« . v’ 4. ‘. Ferremore," she had / “Truly that is a cold term,” remarked Ger- trude, letting her lashes fall, “ foroue towhom I owe my life! if we, Major Ferramore, are not friends, who should be?” “ Who, indeed, Mrs. Grevillel Gertrude,” he . murmured, lowering his voice, and stooping near her, “ the one'wisb of my life is to be \ your friend—your nearest, your dearest. We have both suffered. We have been by Fate thrown higher; drawn together yet more by a terrible tiger—by confronting death itself. To. me the world seems barren—a waste on which you and I alone exist. With you alone can I talk of that past; hence there is a tie be- tween us that should make our friendship in- .dissolubleJ’ Gertrude drooped .her beautiful head, as with averted face, she answered, “ That is so, Major Ferramore. Neither of us two can ever forget the past. In it we both have suflered. We both have lost those dear to us.” ENTANGLED. At those last words the officer drew back. V He felt that they had been intended to recall to him that his loss had been too recent for more than friendship to exist between them—at least, openlymasvyet. At any rate, so he read it; and again kissing the soft fingers, said no '5 ’ I ’ r A fortnight thus passed in a constant succes- si'on‘of pleasure. Gertrude’s influence in the neighborhood increased daily. People began ’ tombs anxious for invitations to The Hobos; white, in ~ private. » already ' was its let'er owner’s name lindmajor Ferramore’s coupled together. Of course, the story‘of the wreck was recounted everywhere, though not quite . accurately. ‘ Somehow, it was known that the Major had been instrumental in Gertrude’s . preservation, but not that Lucie had fallen a ' sacrifice to it. Did George Ferramore really love the widow! Had he, as his young wife had warned him, played a dangerous game until he had fallen into the“ meshes beyond extricatimfl If so, where was the barrierto the accom- plishment of his desiresl Gertrude apparently divined his secret; still, was kindness itself. In ‘ all things he was treated as the most honored guest. Nevertheless, in that gay, lighthearted I , company, a. close observer would have seen j that Major Ferramore was not» at ease. His manner was marked by a certain excited rest- lessness. as of one who, in the fever of pursuit, = is tormented by a vague sensation that he moves hardly by his own will, and that the goal he is striving to attain is not that at which he AwOuld have aimed when first starting in life. ' One eveningwhen Gertrude had accepted a. challenge from one of her guests to play chess, Major Ferramore, sauntering to that part of a the drawing-room where, unless wanted, the companion usually sat quietly at work, threw ~ )1 . himself one chair near, and with an, evident 3’ sigh of relief, said, f‘ What a haven't)! peaceful rest appears to reign in this particular corner V, of yours, Mrs. HendricsOnl It almost makes one envious.” ' ' — “Envious!” and the companion shook her, head with a faint smile. “ MajOr Ferramore’s life, past and present, must be very diflerent to l" what I imagined it, before he would think me a subject to envy.” _. i “That may be, Mrs. Hendricson. We all -’ have our private histories, our hidden skele— tons, I suppose. No doubt you have yours?" ,0. “ Let these testify l” remarked Mrs. Hen? dricson, lightly touching the silvered'braids of A dark hair. ‘ ‘ ~ “In that case, you must have sufle much,” said the‘omcer, sympathetically “ I have; very much. There are some sor— rows which scar the heart ineflaceably.” , ‘ “ And such have been yours?” pursued Major, Ferramore, interested. “Yet how quietly, . how placidly you bear it, Mrs. Hendriosonl” ' I d The companion slightly raised her shoul— v are. ’ ' “Time brings resignation, Major Ferramore. \ 1" If you had suffered when as young as I, and- now Were as old, you would find it so.” . / ‘f I doubt that,” he answered, playing thoughtfully with one of her reels of cotton- “ Women hear more patiently than men; in all things save strength are man’s superior; and in nothing so much at their self-devotion in love.” ‘ M The companion, looking up, saw the Major? “: eyes hired dreamily on Gertrude, who, hm chin ‘ resting on her hand, was leaning slightly eve! the chess-board, considering her next move: She indeed was beautiful. Did the. omcot’; 3 mean her? * , ‘ ‘ El “Mrs. Hendrieson’s lip curled as, with $2 ’ smile, she rejoined, “ You flatter our sex, I all}. sure. Probably: and‘sbe lifted her eyes to him, “ you speak from experience?” , “ , .. The oflioer did not reply. His gaze $189; still upon Gertrude, who was laughing gayW~ over the prospect of checkmating her adverse? ry, and he sighed. “’ I. “ That is the second time I have heard ,yO‘L: sigh, Major Ferramore,” said Mrs. Hendricgsfll,1 “ and you are the last person I should ha"? imagined doing so.” " _ ‘fAnd why?” he demanded, quickly. [ “ Those who sit apart generally see mere SW the actors. Would it ofl’end you if I say 1W your secret?” ' ' j_ " " “ You would not oflend me,”he rejoineda'.. :hurried whisper, “if yousaid that you ere.” ‘ “ You mean Whether she returns your site" tion, and after the time fashion demandsij consent to wed with you!” ‘ I” a. WWW... ~w , Aw. * . ,mmmfi: . _ if You emit certainly/in a streightmrwerd ‘ way,” remarked omoer, coloring. “ v V “Am Incl; right? W I ‘_ ' ' ‘ ‘ “If Iadmitrit?” _ , l ' .. ’ ‘5 Then I answer, it; requires a keener person thanl am, Major Ferremore, to read Mrs, 66% trade Gteville. The eyes of. lore ought to be jm’ore clear-Sighted than mine can be,” said the companion, as, rising, she crossed the room to $16 piano,“where Miss Vane was playing unat-~ nded. ' _ . The Major looked after hex-{e little piqued. - “Why had she gone? He liked talkingto Mrs. ., Hendric's'en. She was so quiet; so ledylike; . possessing and imparting that repose which was as a refreshing sleep after feverish deli- rium. ,. ‘ , “I wonder what her trouble was?” he thought, biting his mustache. “She has my seeret? Has she? I, how's! Gertrude enthralls Her loveli- nesx holds me like a. spell. I feel that} could go through fire and ,waterifor her; that she has but to command for me to perform- My brain seems in a whirl if I contemplate losing her. Yet, amIinIOVei’" _ 4 l ‘ ~ _ ‘ 'At that very instant matters were so ar- zangingvthemseiimeas‘to farce him to ecide. ‘ L - hands. Then she added. perceiving the foot- man by her side, “ What is it?” _ “A letter, ma’a'm, left.in hand, I for Mr. " 'H y' W, Belten.” Helton, Gertrude's opponent, wee even? looking, dark, rather ’eeHoW-faeed ariszocratic‘ v gentleman or somewhere between. forty and [‘W‘or me!” he ejaculated, raising his black M . brews. “Ail error; it mustbe. Gad,’ I know " ~ , no one here save yourself, my. deer Mrs. Gre- S'Vmge. Stay,” he proceeded, his eye- _ glass and ramming the writing. “No, es . can’tbe. Yet I’d vow it is his hand? ‘ . ‘1; ' “Whose hand1 loyal” asked wire, a. tell, - eggflgome,‘ languid blonde,leening~o\rer his an, .. ,, , 111 “The Honorable Augustus Beckwith’s, ; r Clara. Mrs. Greyille, your permission.” 3 ‘ (miner-kw Mr. Heimn,‘ bowing, he broke “$2651; and hurfiediy‘scannee the bomberits. What “gnaw it’is,”’he remm‘kedg'looking ‘ ., “Fishvwing his white teeth and addressing the ~°°mpanr genera“?! “,‘1 MW it he. never was we}: at fellow to do a kiwi eo— _ ‘ “011-, ‘ I asked-himgi‘certen rayon, hand, {was} = 9? meeriug xii-e ‘ ‘ postmownheeomee from 2' ,Ffwghfiégn, in the big "elm to Coni- ‘ “959-, . , .L ' _ m ,Mrififi’s M? I e Have I one?,' Heaven “Checkmate!” cried Gertrude, clapping her ' {or wishing. "himself to '30» The nigbh was Wm: is mendeie.,wgwi , sensed W ' w; few intemfiifikeofisins were only to om 103; out; Nepfievrto Lord Beli‘pnsea, and, if a» 1' Lord Boltonseer'himeelf medley. yet he , no more or leaving: his'luxurimze ledgmgs’ in Piccadilly. and puttingup'wite tee diseomrm‘s ii: of a’ _ 7 inn 201‘ it day Grieve to oblige ,a friend; than I should to-tak‘e [my to ‘9’. lady. For geld! it is not an inoonvenieeeqbub a pleasure.” Mr. nelson had risen while we ken J ‘glibly‘trom his tongue, and new ‘ ‘ . Gertrude, said,1 “Mrs. Grevllle, I am I may'ask you generously to pardon, my brief absence this evening?” ‘ / ‘_,‘ On one condition,” she smiled. persuade your friend to leave lahe (dimensions ' of the Cornish inn, fertile better accommoda- tion of‘The ‘I-Iolme.” - . x 4 r > ; ‘fOb, my dear madam, a, thousand emits! But Beokwith, though I'confesemyecoounis of: f dream of ifibruding." “ If: would not be The Holmeewill make him envious, would never Mr. Bolton, fne' de- an'inmsion, merm- at, ‘ a. mutual pleasure. There, nial, or! shell believe that Mr. BeckWith ea: spises 'my’ hospitality. " Major Ferramore, will yon-try your hand against; mine in‘this mimic v tourney?” she concluded, indicating the chees- ' - board ton’s place, Who, ‘ Y vitation to his friend. quibtedrthe room. . a “an” 'bm‘my Cornishman. gs « The emcee readily mm. 1,1 bowing his thanks tor. the“ y. v .e. lantern, which was neceesary oyefiithemiie ‘01-: _ more of wild, barren land they Gertrude sent out. proposing we "a messenger ‘fof’the Eonorable Beck. dark, the stars were dim, butfihe oetler, knew the way well, and in little above half '- Mnyfielton Wes ushered into the. Wee o - hisfriend.’ : ‘ ) And his friend a ennly ythirty, whose eleganoevot marketny aristocratielooking linen o! emery dofie full jfistioe to by an excellent ‘ tailor. ' His lair hair parted in the middleng :’ long lashee gave a 'sfighflfld. ye, }_ on I *0 hielaree blue. eyes. enheneed “M “a” 0‘ 'hiivoiceenwmegdweemgw -_ mustache. A: the otherK‘emered,‘ he {fl one elbow on the mantlefieoegez. owmjnl ,r m'fifigfifi his own ' reflectiowmftno ear-spotted, enemy. glass. , I said; Kellogg.“ the door classed. /, I a _ w. ,’ meme We maybe am So you have managed to come; ‘ hi:- _ _ . _ ,. h wasiiLi‘ikél‘rfoldV 50?: 1’31 Wewey?’ answered lilieiifl'onereblef f“ *i 7' , Vtmmmp *-~: we >‘ "u." . ) advancing. “As soon as! could get free of ' Doynton, I started. Well, how continue‘the odde the charming widow!” ' ' ' ' “'Ngteomnchinyoor tnvor,monami,es I *“ at Mimi” * ' \ for the race matrimonial!" asked'the Honor- ,nble, with interest. « r ' ‘ ; “Only one: but I dangerom‘ rival!" answered Eaton, tipping his chair hyeperilooe angle. “ A ’Mnjor Forum We, besides having saved her life, is evidently, is m as hiereeent loss will flow, A inievewithher.” -‘ “And the!” , ,, . Helm shrugged 3 x “0h, mystery, thy name is women! I neVer * oouldthoroughly read the sex, and cannot tether!) the widow.” ‘ "‘ By Jove, Berton, Ihope you’ve notbro’nght me down on e wild—goon chase!" responded ‘ , the other. “ At any rate, you know the . poinm the running horses. Which “You.” I ' ’ _ “You nneWer with most flatten-his result neeei” And the Eonoreble oompiaoently smoothed his mustache. \_ _ “i}on’t be conceited with your ‘ ' ,my Angus ” smiled Bolton. “There the your‘title and expectations.” . i , “Expectations! By few, with halt—women healthy male cousins intervening! You owl v believe the Widow hendsomi” ' \ ' “one is undeniany so.” “Androgerded financially?” , _ ' . “lower-t}: thewinning-l The Holmok the ' suggest Iitt‘ie estate you’oen imagine; while Mrs. Grevifle’e styie of living proves that the bog‘mn‘et have left her an excellent excha- er. * _ ‘ ‘ “Moat satisfactory,” "for It mt confess that at the present mo- ment e certain Honorable’e exchequer is re? low, and he sees, no way or 'semny e'weelthy marriage,” broke in the ‘ other. r fifytxmfxgofiy. But now, as to 611W “ha 10" i” n: _ when» ’y fiofinmngmh‘g ore omen no t ' Q ' to proceed. Mrs. Greviiie, healing my I “new or that! more " fancy he my prove s‘ his shoulders, as he laughed. 7 V ‘ » Major is‘yonrmetoh. Your scoring willrbein , theteiieis rich, rosponded the other, C thntinhimthelhjorhedapowerml rivet ,“Ah, yes! (So far, the matter is mutual description of my worthy tri" insisted that - 'j he should take up hie abode at 6 Hollie. \ I 73% bring the invitation with me, my‘defl' boy, 1"?- endeh’eilwaittotake you book.” ‘ _ ’ “I wilt not, in that case, detain you “long, for, as you may understand, my pormenteaux areaeyetunpeeked.” ' ,w V ' The Honorable Augustus Beokwith was no good as his ward, and the rather dilapidated inn , chaise was speedily driving the two more the v *f; moor to The Home. I “Oh, morebythehnnmmonfl” murmured the Honorable. “By Java! Wham , drearypleee it is! Eat at very enticing for a midnight ramble." “I’d adviseyounot totry it, for the place is e pitfall of disused mine-sham. Take the wrong path, and, god! a man would be in the other world before he could say Jack Itchin- eon. But there are the lights of The Hoim‘e.” Very shortly after the HonorableAugmtns Beekwith stood in its brilliantly-lighted drew- ing-room, bowing to its fair owner. I “ Well,” inquired Helton, entering his friend’s apartment after the household had 're- tire; for the night, “what is your ropin- ion “I hove formed three,” shown-ed Bookwith, bringing himself in from the open window, where he had been enjoying ‘a meditative smoke. “ That Gertrude Greville is beautiful, I 4 and that I, my dear #911017, and no other, shell win and weather.” “ And Major Ferremomf’ “Bah! Once, when I held her in convex-sea tion,ehe passed Wereremerk of his ticed,andonee she to‘okmyside of Morgue meet adverse to his. For a first evening, Hel- ton, my boy, those are signs which Speak stronglrinmy rarer. Bnt‘who is that staid, , middle-aged personage, Mrs. Hendrioaoni” , “ Mrs. Grevflie’n companion.” “I don’t like her. she sees an“: might ‘ . gym“ all—4n: saysnoihing 1mm _ 1138. 6mm m A moor. ' Irmbmmeapperenttoeflet'fheflnm that the Rena-able Angina: Beckwithwes enthralled by Gerh‘nde Greviile’s “ .‘I‘ono onewesthiemeplein George Kenmore Geru'ndewns 9! ooqnette, henee he intuitiVeiyA felt rather than new the preference that was 311$ tomb. Openly, hehadno complaintm ‘ tore that of the newcomer: and, accordim meow: on thereon oftheir frienng KWMMO, heknewhkrter hating-1130:1125; ‘ KM man’naturo, it amused his pride and heated -’ passion. ‘ ‘ ' ’ Y He considered himsol! unjustly treated, ill- 118611 by Gertrude. What had he not done for I What had he not sacrificed for herl Was be, after all the past, to be ousted for an- other? . , As had grown tobehie custom, he took his {trials to Mrs. Hendricson. The latter gener- ' my set in a private parlor after breakfast, 9;} making the daily arrangements, giving orders “ the servants. Here the Major would lounge and here he found her one morning about 3 zeal: after Augustus Beckwith’s arrival. You do not look very well, Major Ferra- mOI‘E.” said the companion, lancing up from h“? housekeeper’e book. “lg 'fbl‘eakfast.” . , .“Did you? ‘Itwas ve kind of, I am We, to take that intergt, Mrs. Hilfigdncso' n. ‘8‘“: like you,” he answered, as he went and his ed on the mantlepiece near the ta- »: f‘J , like me? she smiled. 3:.,‘§1;That you possess one of those pure, sweet, 3‘ lflsh, womanly natures which is eVer think- < 0! others before yourself.” \ r: “How do you ' , - Hendricson raised her eyes rapidl . yam: 9911 she held slid from her fingers. y omAwlfd have you read me thus, Major Ferre- :1,“ the murmured, in a low tone. “Be- u“ 1110, I feel complimented.” ' th is not compliment,” he proceeded. “I I tell you really what I think?" i V ,, Should be flattered by the confidence.” youare one on Whom a men might wo d trust, and never be deceived; who urea be a support, a comfort to those you We” tf-ll‘ in the hour of trouble, and would ymrself a sacrifice for them. One of man (Effie feminine natures to whicha strong ' nu Dongs in time of trouble.” _ you really think that?” said Mrs. Hen- ‘it a leaning over her housekeeping book. 31,9 '3 1‘ .Ferramore, you could not have given Wm which so well pleased me.” } “a. u 00 Well suits you, rather,” he an- 1 MW“ and .you,Mrs. Hendric- V6 to be synonymous. Have you W cousoiha ousnen ed hav- _ " v . ‘ y ppy dream, though ggldrecm no incident, and all through ’,mmm that moment as a sweet an i ., Year - , V I gaggle bavedonssqnaiorra I?“ you, Mrs. Hemmer; teem lih In "M M 05 mommy—o: some happy V ‘gaesfleut'a Muzak “Really, Me or, ifwa observed it at ‘ in“; KW!" - 1 ‘ 7 ,E‘IEB gag pacing the room hill;an like that, I shall have as forbid these nan meetings of ours.” I _ “Pray don’t do *that,”_‘he ejaculated, _ estly. “ You do not know of what a comfort you would deprive me.” ' Mrs. Hendricson, slightly turning bent her 7 eyes, which looked very bright through her spectacles, upon him. , “Major Ferramore,” she said, in her steady, monotonous tones, “ when I first saw you here I believed you the happiest man under mm and instead—” in“ Why?” _ ’ “Can yen ask, Mrs. Hendricson? And he laughed a trifle bitterly. ' “ Surely your eyes have discovered it! Can- fess—yes. I am sure I my trust you tor my confidante.” ‘ - V “ You may, indeed.” ' “Then has not Mrs. Greviller treated ” sheds" most unjustly, en? After—after all, gradually setting me aside for this—this Ans gustus Beckwithi” * w “ And the Major, pulling his mustache, V pacing the room. mantlepice, as she answered, quietly, “ Don’t may be happier for being put aside? Mind, I, 1300, speak in confidence.” ‘ _ Baiting, he abruptly confronted the . “ Pray explain,” he said, a shade stifli’lyr“ x do not comprehend.” , I . L _ “Then, a little while back, I told you that I your secret. You do not low,Mrav-Grgr ville!" ’ ‘ ' ins chord in his mind. V , saying, “No, Mrs. Hendflcson; you were at first, you are wrong, now. I do love, You would any loan but fascinated, but under the spell of her witchery. I swear toyed, over and over again ' have I thong self—have triede myself “ Not. I fancy, very strongly. “Probably inaugurating: is {clove Itnotso 7 y . _ feel this jealofiay of this Mr. Beckwithi, No I tell you I love Gertrude Grevi‘llei do her slightest bidding for a anode! V I would Wrmett-arthepw from checked 05881011- «‘ 4mm‘whohadgothisdearatmm» “You seemethe most wretched,'he a Mrs. Hendricson, rising, leaned against the ‘ you think, Major Ferramore, in the end you, guessed your secret—you loved Mrs." I I now recall that assertion, for only now‘hnjite"- " “ Not love her!” exclaimed the ofllcer, star? 1 ' A. moment he stood silent, thoughtful, as“ though the declaration had struck some ;, Abruptly, however, he threw up his _' ‘ enrol- hm alarm. 1‘4 “Maw” I W_ “.13! ENTANGLED. up .- “,«Mr. geeckvnth must look not: 7 is. I . have sacrificed too much-«you know _ how ‘muohéto be now turned aside by a. rival.” , ~ “Major Ferremore,” said the companion, ,. "her eves bent on the empty fire.ng “you , mould. noteay such, things to me, _ , But this I again nubesltatingly' repeat, the feeling possess- ' lug you-is not love. Yen are jealousmyouere = paedonate+~you are under a delusion. A trifle ‘ l @317 nerve to epen your eyes; your destiny on whether that trifle ever arrives. ', Mrs. Greville is beautiful, but she is'selflsh-- (also. Your» inner self is conscious of this, What present you are not.” -' 5 “Mrs. Hendricson!” ejaculated the oficer, - amazed, and with knitted brows, as he re. garded the quiet, firmepoken woman before him. . , “Major Ferremore,” she said, extending her \ hand, “I did not mean to offend you, you are Sum of that. You are the last I would make toleereble. Remember, what I have said was ‘ in confidence.” "‘I will not forget; but you are wrong,” he I with}: little coldly, as, taking the hand, he V touched it with his'lipe. ‘ i “At. ’ “’ Let time show,”remarked Mrs. Hendricson. “ Therei Hark! Here is some one. Come in.” ' r ‘ ,, It was a. servant to inferno the Major that the horses were waltln . Wishing the com- ‘ , penionl‘fioodmcming, ’ he at once hastened breakfast, 'a} riding party had been pro- into Lauuce'e'ton, and when the Major the drive, he found not only the but the guests, some of them already mounted. a 4 He hit his lip to find Gertrude among the latter,"end, with Augustus Beckwith close to, her rein, already proceeding toward the lodge gates. , Gertrude Greville never looked better than V on horseback, and as George Ferramore saw, . filnging himselt into the saddle, with the: ' intention of tweaking the dangerous talk he ‘ , and "tury.’ the two—diet face turned willingly toward - her companion, who bent low toward her ' , men saddle—ewe been burned with jealousy , Prooeeding twaen thew two, when the mellow tones of Mrs. Bolton arrested him. 7 e * r “Major Ferramore, dare leek you!” assist: "Mylo: \me to mount? I have dismissed: I , n he is so away. Indeed,no one“ can ‘ .dolt I erotee‘t, like you.” I i could not but comply, muttering ‘ Wee. emeer a cum ‘ dean down in his Wm“ “33’?” an Vblondee. Certainly it , the lady“ hm thought ‘ ' , to? please him. by her "cbmplimenwm 1* E , i f" Her large blue-gray eyeeemiled without“ - sponge, andhis fury almost was beyOnd con when first she dropped her whip, “thong treated him to taste: the button 9! h gauntlet. When finally he sprung 111mg r saddle, to his annoyancehe found all the ‘ were riding down thé avenue, and: he slime with Mrs. Bolton. , ' i ’ ’ As a gentleman, he could not leave her. Was it a plot against him—a plan to sepaf ate him from Gertrude? ] "1" , fie began to believe so; that these t Heltons and their friend,‘ Were playinzgln each other’s bends to secure Gertrude. , j ' 5’? But, by Heaven, they shall not succeed muttered the officer, through his teeth: “ any one’s, she shall be mine!" ‘ . If a woman was ever hated, it was, at at. moment, Mrs. Helton. If a’ womanlperféofl well know it, it was she. Y Major’Fémmore fretted and timed and tie restraint. vain he strove to the ' t e pace, on ~ excuse, for joinin rest. She apparenfifiidmindemnif Suddenly an opportunity occurred, ‘ They were traversng a broad, flat road, that refracted the sun’s rays with a while! dazzlineelam ‘ h 'W Far advance were Gertrude and gustus , kwith. As a. barrier rode the of The Holme party. No other figure ' the scene save that of a solitary vancing from the direction‘in which t :1 Major Seaman’s eyes, fixad jealo those two, new not mother. , ' He' was ‘a middle-sized, ‘ respectable! i man, of about fiVe—and-thh‘ty; with n L intelligent countenance, and the appear ‘ ammli traveler. ‘ f _ ~ . He walked with the air of, e man taklflfi pummeless stroll. gaze strayed object to object. It Was neturel, that the equestrian party should mer notice. I “As nine atom-out of mounts an" to his horse, he was in the not of, i'elmoet in violent contact With I saw,” he remarked, I _ I Then 'ebmptlyhe came toe. deodheig ,, . in; half round on his heel. Could it haw been that which frightened Gertrude’e horse, quickly to rear, and swerve away, AW" ,_ man’s? ‘ " . x t was it the strong sharp _, rider’s hand shortening he rein, n ing, and thus the Honorable Beckwith’sgraep, darted'qniekly surmoan _"Great Heaven 1” he ejaculated; “ what’s the matter with the brute? He has shied—he has bolted l” ‘ - Whereupon he started ofl.’ nttull speed, fol- lowed by Mrs. Helton. ’ V Long before she was reached—indeed, almofi immediatelyeGertmde had brought the animal g under control. , She was very pale, but. met all { inquiries with e laugh. “I never knew Dun- robixx act so badly before,” she said. Then, as _ her eyes turned from one of the gentleman’s laces to the other, “ I hope I have not startled you?” ' “ __§ “Indeed, yes,” exclaimed Major Forremore, in so low a. tone she alone heard. “How could danger threaten you without startling _ me, atv-least, Gertrude?” _' . She‘looked up quickly, meeting the earnest Fression' oi'satisiectionpn her lips. :3; have been startled,” here broke in ‘A I; Beekwith. “Pray let us return, and, for to- .iley, give up this excursion,” ,. . “Return?” repeated Gertrude, rapidly, ’ {almostsharply “ By no means. Prey, . kwith, give me credit for stronger nerves;” and she laughed. “We will proceed” " This time, as she galloped on, she kept nearest , a 8 young officer. ‘ “It is this one,” she murmured, sotto 17008, a“(nigh her yet pale lips, “from whom I may ‘ ' Wot service, should I need it.” Q As the words formed ' themselves, Gertrude .me one rapid glance over her shoulder. I "lie is still theren—stilll” she added. "No- -inlposslblei All was too hurried! He could “911 have recognized me?” , ' A! the party rode away, the man who‘had .:l “I fear much, Mrs. Greville, you at least ’ ‘ ingaroom. The speaker was Mrs. Grevil'le’s tootmen, and he was addressing Hrs. Grev‘ille herself, as she stood searching in n book-reckthht stoodon a table in the bay-window recess of the drow- ‘Gertrude paused, her hand on the yet I for a moment not speaking. Even when she took the card the man held to her, she did not raise her head. Once her eyes rested, on the ‘ slip of pasteboard, then the long, slender‘fingers slowly crushed it in her palm as, in a clear but 1 1639310116, she said, “I do not know this man, getioally. V , ‘ You need not wait! " light of his eyes. Hers fell instantly; a pink flush rose to her cheeks. There was an ex- , Treherne. Where is he?”_ “ In the library, ’m’a’am‘. Bombs looked to spectable, ma’am,” added the tootman, apolo~ That will do. I will see hiin. When alone, she did not move for “a space, .“ N o doubt. but remained slightly bent over the table. Yet i her eyes beheld no object upon it. } = the house. “ I have been expecting it all day, endithes come,” she murmured, huskily. “He ‘did know me, then i” ' ' She looked back into the drawing-rm' A; subject of" general interest had been started, and the conversatioan being car- ried on with animation .‘by‘sll. Gertru' eher- , » self had come to seek a book in reformeeto the topic. 'All were too occupied, even“ hire. Hendricson, busy at work at her usual tables- to observe her. - “y i In a second, Gertrude Greville he‘d pend , through the open windows onto, the ma, firm gravel-putt: that ran around three We! - The night was dark, stories and up _ ._ ' ely sultry. Had it not been the latter, Gem westooegitetedtoremember she ering, save the delicate, soft lace, over" ' Q:lfiilidly watched the lots occurrence, proceed- , ivory shoulders. filing the path. , ‘5' If that was not Gertrude,” “r 99:11:1eg that I should ever forget that coun- 9 went on thoughtfully, his face contract- , ,’ Within halt a mile he met e. field~lahomr - ~ _ “8 along the road. The man stopping, , aired of him about the riding party. _ laborer could give him every informs» ; ., ,‘f In t’ parts everybody knew Mrs. Gre— "ig, t’ party at T’ Holine.” 1‘ Which, the commercial traveler, - .mflditetive went , ‘ CHAPTER v11 summits, sun an: mu rum , ' new—m ‘ 3?! gentleman, if you please, says -- .d be obliged if you conid seehlm tor a in: He told use to add, hm’em, the y: imIJOI‘tant.” I he ejaculated, to the other side of. the house, where 'mphatioally, “then it was her spirit! none is T dark, end a grove oftrees shadowed its ‘ l Rapidly she movedi’rom theiighted Here she paced to and tro,her ’_ , heed drooping, her lips compressed, clenched, and the soft {aids of her dress causing a logwhish-whhsh as 3 _r . endshe lyturn ‘ r. x : -Atterrgen 1:ninutespsahe ‘ herhandsto er tom es; 1 “Why doIdelaythemonientflshe “ Have I not reasoned out such uncompe- ss the present since this morning! ,g L— have I not arranged innit shouldit comet -‘—1t is here! ’ I must, if’tho‘ worst boas! ten!” tangerine—gain WK time-WWW 1}” By anefiort she . , 9“; Etheu mentored the by s sidpdhor. Reaching‘ the hall, she tether and as she placed her grasp 0n the bundle, _ fancied that she heard some one .. But all was silent. No one was there. elliwes" 20" EuTANGLED. / log book lithe library, she opened the door, ' and the next moment stood before the commer- enmm. Fivefim" minutes-:1 quarter of an hour—I half, but Gertrude had not reappeared in the. drawing-room Hardly had she gone than Major Ferramore had noticed her absence, and gradually had dropped out of the conver- sat on. i . He knew she had left by the window. He must have seen her had, she crossed to the door. Had she felt the heat too oppressive, and been mined with faintnessi , Impatiently he, watched the ormolu clock un- til the half-hour was growingto forty minutes; then, unperceived, managed to quit the room into the grounds. . He had hoped and expected to see Gertrude’s graceful figure there, but was disappointed. He walked in every direction without success. Then, having no mind to‘ return to the guests, he found another entrance into the house, crossed the hall and entered the library. It was (lime lighted; that is, the lamps were shaded, emittin a mellow twilight. _ 0n t 9 threshold he stopped, for he per- “in the room was Occupied by Mrs. Grevllle herself. She had not heard his entrance, but was standing by the window, one hand I ' g the heavy curtain, which she held back, her tall figure sli htly inclined, as if she . were intently contemp eting the stormy night. I ' The Major paused. Ought he to advance! Why not? Was the not alone! How rarely he found her so now! Why should he lose so excellent an oppor- trinity? The remembrance of his jealousy that morn-7 highla- fear that Augustus Beck‘with might outrivnl him, urged him, and he opprcsched over the thick-piled carpet at her e. ‘ “Wbatdo you find so charming in the as- ” past of. such a night,.Mrs. omens—am Ger- trude!” , , _ ' Thelastname‘dropped softlyfmm his lips, ’ as he gently put his hand on here. With a startled cry, almost “one of terror. she turned upon him. ' She was deathly pale. , ‘ “Great Heaven, Gertrude!” he cried. in ohm; “what is the matter!" ' Foran seemed asifeheoouldn‘ot, speak, though she tried, She regarded him. with n Vague, frightened stare, leaning back (rein theopen window. "he. J _ , my‘desreet ‘vel proceeded, _“Bpeuk:9 Whatisthe mat- ? me! Would I not die to. serve *Abifnptl‘herhandece was we» mmsieem‘ I “‘1‘, j '4‘ l l g l whisper. , “ Can you ask, Free mefrom that want I" ‘ As she spoke she pointed from the window. » The emcer, peering into the gloom, beheld e man slowly crossing the broad sweep of lawn i at an angle to the small boundary gate. “Who is he?" asked the Major. \ “My enemyé—my cruel, bitter enemy—one .; who holds my happiness in his hands. and will ,5 be pitilessl" she answered, wildly, entreating- “ He has come here to threaten. To-mor- _ 1y. row, he will perform. 0h, George—George Ferramore”-—and casting herself at._ his feet, she caught his hand in here—“you say you love me, and I believe you do! To you I owe my life. Let me also owe to you my happi- ., nose. Save me from that man!” “ Gertrude, tell me but how I may, and I will, I swear it!” he replied, excited, bewilde‘r- ed, as he leaned over her. “ Then—then,” she proceeded, hurriedly, her ' dark eyes riveting his, “he has to return to. 'fr K , He is 9. total j stranger to the way. George—George, if yoawf the village across the moor. loverne, let him not reach the other side!” =“ Great Heaven!” In his amaze he would have recoiled; but her hands held him. She drew herself to his :7' “if you} You know feet. “ George—George,” she pleaded, really love me, you will save me. not what urges me to make this request. You. know not how I have suffered—how throufih this man, without your aid, I may be made,” *, sufler. hand—this heart shall be yours! I will be your wife. will not beer delay.” As she ended, she dropped on the You alone can help. Listen! prone, her dnrk hair streaming over her will“? shoulders. Major Femmore’s brain was in a whirl. was lost to reason. All that he was consult!” ’ of was the misery, the distress of the benefit ful woman at his feet. 80 placed, how 139‘..." could have remained calm or self-possefiifid' Bending over however, he ' ,-‘ lously, “ Germgi’what is there between and that man?” ‘ “Nothing—I swear it— swered, rising up with his aid. “ 3'0, W you Iwill not hide the truth. Yonder r was a lover before I left for India. girlish vanity Iseemed' to favor his suit. never meant ‘anything serious. I have!" turned, my position altered. He has dW ered use—«would wreak his vengeance for the past. But”-—~and she drew it . erect, while her eyes, with a tender, at}; “ massing expression, rested on the omen!” “You, would?” she ejaculated, almost in a Gertrude? Dearest, try me." \ f u 1 wi11._'.1,must, Major Ferramore—Georgel Save me, and Decide, for the : w.» ,' will notlivetohethevictimofhisrevengw ' to have my sole hope of happinem destroyed by the villainy of this man. Every one has, the means to escape suffering in their own hands. If he survives this night, I will not.” , “Ga‘trude,” ejaculated Major Ferramore, '_ horror-stricken, “you would not attempt sell- ; destruction!" , “Why not! Is not death happier than a W ' life where all hope is crushed?“ Yew-yet”- ‘end she put her hand tenderly on his arm—“ it lshard to die so young. George—George, it is very hard! Will you not save me?” He caught her to him, pressing his lips to . forehead, as he answered, excited] , “Yes, V Gertrude, I will save—preserve hat life which now by your pmmise I hold as mine. ‘; and, fear that man no more. Leave him to , e. “George!” she softly murmured. as she tonehed her lips to his cheek. The contact seemed to send fire through the nmioer’s veins as, breaking away, he sprung ,2, tlhmugrh the open window into the grounds. ’ With a strange expression, Gertrude fol- , his retreating form with her eyes. mg! my plan~ tails,” she reflected, “ with n Y Igay I leave my enemy to George Fer * thfeanwhne, the ofieer strode y after u: man. For long now he had been out of tfi‘: but Major Ferramore knew by this time 1 T}? Paths over the barren waste land accurate- ‘mgherelore had no doubt of speedily ovar- " “5 him whom he was pursuing. ,5. _ Ml What intent was be following? v“ rtainly not with that the beautiful siren a V The Home contemplated—hoped. ‘ that! was as far {gogrmijorhgiermmore’s ' ns‘mlstrmtn w0' soughtto ‘ “’8; him to it. man? followed, purposing to overtake this “inform him that Gertrude had .0011- mth be! trouble to him, and/that henceforth 'lgéailajor Ferramore, the other would * , hi “We; to make him renounce his. .35, h vengeance on a weak woman for a :‘>%JMNfiom and ptoroe him to quit enrasennn. ' 'my. , ., scarcely be. He evidently knew or the exist- ! 1 ' “rue '~ r h ehens,ulfétgttgponslng her features, she returned x . , he fly. I V” to efleet this hetook no time to, 2;» .- Men, when under the influence of l zyngGitement, mob as the Major’s at that " 0a; m humble of reasoning. I ‘1- file £9an4 “9 bumdary; out onto “$11310 vythundsrfwreck flying ‘ in Wmive mm. or Naming (mg u more Ipommfront, nortoright orlett. "£1 gmmdmiorrmmm missed him! ‘ " y eoonld' notsospeedll‘ y have Onthehorieonwas a taint,pale grayhaae‘ of light. _ . , ' ' ' . It was immediately hi of him. ‘ Kneeling, he looked along-the ground. ’ _ ‘ Yes; hesawthe man now. He was kneels ing too. What washe doing?” Rising, the emcer went on. Suddenly he saw a faintflash of light. The man had struck, several lucifers, or tapers, to- gether, and was examining the ground. Why! The truth broke upon the Major. He had reached the spot where the path, little more than a sheep track,_separa‘ted into two, one leading to the village the other to the unpro- tected mouth of the o d mine-shalt. " Gertrude had said he was a stranger to the He had deceived her, for that could once of those two paths, and was seeking the right one. ' . 7 Major Ferramere had halted during these speculations. . Now he gave a start and a low cry of surprise, blended with alarm. .’ The man finally had taken the path leading to the mine-shaft, and was pursuing it,“ 'a ' quick pace. ” , ‘V e 1 . Did he know what he Was doing! Was he a stranger, after all, and in ignorance had; looted the wrong route? . , Suddenly a horrible thought occurred? to , » him. V \ _ Y He recalled how he had coins upon Gertrude Greville unexpectedly. He recalled her posi- tiou, the puller and agitation of her He recalled, too, ha words—“It he survive thisnigthwillnot.” * ‘ , Be, the Major, had appeared, and we had appealed to him. ‘ , Supposing he had not come! Theoflicer reeled at the words lowed. w!)an [oh Had she herself son ht to remove ‘ by directing him to the wrong _ I , lt‘was difficult to believe. He taught , it, but it clung to him seemed clearing from I , was to him imperative-«hat the men ’ warned of his danger. . , I I I . Quichening his pace ton run, more‘was in thegot of raising his ‘ when, as if it bed detached [itself from rounding gloom, he saw a female figuretenvd- oped in some long garment’thatgave indwelch mess to the, term, emerge and He perceived the lattentogand talk earnestly. - * - Afteralldtwasan ~' had come this way to meet that women. What was he to do! He could not return to Thg hisrh‘rain. 40119 W .“ _, nixed it as the figure of the woman. : b‘rrible!” ' he olme until he had irsed Gem-ode heather enemy, even it he saw him at the lnuitself. One thing was evident. He could not ao- ooet him with that third party present. Who could she be? So occupied, and slackening his rate of walk- ing, he followed, keeping the two, who were now going on together, and still in the direc- tion of the mine-shaft, just in View. At this juncture, the thunder-wraok, aocu- mulated in density, seeming to stoop to the earth, Major Ferramore lost sight of the two figures. The deeper darkness was but transient. Yet before it lifted, leaving the atmosphere lighter than previously, the loud piercing cry of a man cleft the air. ' It was followed by a fainter one, like a mu!- fled echo; then all was silent. Then the clouds lifted, and Major Ferramom knew that the dim outlined rise of ground be» fore him was the old mine-shaft. “ Merciful heavens!” he cried, as he ran formd; “ they have gone iii—they are killed!” Madly he shouted, grasping the rugged sides, and peering into the black, awful chasm. Notawuudhut the reverberation of his own voles answered. He knew that once over that fatal brink even the recovery of the body was impossible. Yet’it was 50 terrible to be able to lend no Still,_how could he! Wildly he gazed around, with the vague hogs, oi yet seeing these two figures. ‘ ' owverywhere blenkl 8tay; what was that moving yondertin the direction of The Helms? It had vanished now, but not before Major Ferramore had recog- "now he ejaculated, shuddering. '“She is safe! It is he only who is killed! HorrihleI-a CHAPTER VIII. “8113100814? DISAPPEARED-DO N0! DE— SERT XI. oome t’himl Whereoanhe “ Wna'r non ha’ ha’ got to? It’s a mystery, it is. He wur a very respectable gent, but not quite 0’ that sort as would ha’been asked t’ stop at The Helms all night. ” ' “Tamar Inn” to his wife, as,an hishat, he prepared to start for The Helms to inquire for news 0: hislate guest, Mr. Grimshawe. ,. Be not up for him until a late hour, but the guest had not returned to the supper ordered by him before setting forth. Day had dawned and Idde toward noon, yet Mr. Grim« shows had not returned. . 1 the landlord, on starting, that Flaming to'i‘he Helms; oomequently the / EHTANGLED. ' poor gentleman’s down. t’ mine-shalt!” landlord went there, naturally, to make, in-i" ‘ , '_ landlord shook his head gloomily. ’Theabovewasaddressed to thelady at the quiries. Reaching the servants?» quarters, Treherne. the tootman, could but tell him. that Mr. Grimshawe had called and sent in his card. to: Mrs. Greville, who, declaring her ignorance oil, the name, had yet consented to see-him. After; that, how or when Mr. Grimshawe took his departure, the footman knew nothing. Would Mrs. Greville kindly see the land- lord? . Treherne didn’t know, but would inquire. She wasn’t very well that morning; indeed, {he Treherne, didn’t know what had 'come over everybody. There was the Major going about: ,;.‘ as pale and wretched-looking as a ghost. Only Mrs. Hendricson was as usual; in fact, if thing, she was brighter; _ g 44?; Returning, he brought word that Mrs. ville was'in her boudoir, and wouldeee What did this beautiful, composed womanizi before whom he stood admiring and know of Mr. Grimshawei Nothing. v That is, she would gladly tell him all-,sbf; know. It appeared that he had been seq f some years ago with a young person. who been in Mrs. Greville’s family, and had to ask information of that young person. Unfortunately Mrs. Greville could give none, having lost sight of the party in wh he was interested on. her (the speaker's) toIndia. ‘ y ‘7 ' Whereupon Mr. Grimshawe had taken, departure. Which way? By the library dew, across the lawn, it being the shortest, he feared the breaking of the storm. _ 5 “ Then I tell you what, my lady,” the landlord, decidedly, “t’thing’s clear. ,3" Mrs. Greville uttered a cry of herror. , ., “Impossible! Surely he knew hiswey, ' ing, as he did alone?” r j; “He’d ha’ none with him, my lady; 8113i gave him the direction plain; but ooominss: going over t’ moor are two diflereut V Besure he’s in t’ shalt,” I ,,, , “It you fear that, can no means be , discover?” . ‘2: The question was put with real interest. ‘V ~ ‘ “That’s t’ mine that was flooded, my 1 and any who goes in never comes out, : alive! Many thanks, my lady, for your attention. I’ll trouble you no longer.” - V As the door closed upon the landlady trude drew a deep breath of relief. “Neither dead nor alive!” sherepesmdv? ~ 1y, as she leaned back in her chair. fortunate; the future is still my own. . must play out my game now quiekly.” . Her mind reverted to Major F _» Remnants. " " m . Sineethey hedparted in theiihrary,she had not him seen. ;' On coming back the previous night, he had «gone straight to his room, sending word that he begged her toexmsehim,ss how not rfiwlilhwhilethe footmanssid he wasas whitess a sheet. . I x lumply, she had sent him these words on a «vi-Pager: “Tell me.” ,. lisanswer, alsowrltten, was: “Yourdesire 11“” been accomplished without my instrumen- , flex-etude had destroyed this, and waited, ,,.;T;p:fltt;utly as she could, until she should see the . r. ,Jmlat had happened on the heath? in Whatever had, she knew by that brief note “has: changed Major Femmoie toward wake questioned herself as to whether, after v Bed so. would he comet She desired, at the W time feared, the interview. fibgbraised herhead, sromedhy atapetthe “Firm her “Come in!” 353503“ Fem‘ if r hateful . 13311!)er his features, the heavy, hag‘ ,_:= impression of his eyes, told how sleepless : the night. _ countenance was grave; his manner cold he?” Gertrude Greville perceived it, she bowed , “~g%l;on her hands. ! . _ need not speak,ij Ferremore,” plaintively. ' “I read my con- difi kitten in your features! _ be1'91I01'uhle----a guilty woman! Yet, re- ’ I" you came uponme in anhourof‘mad— ,n ., 3, ‘~ ment of bitter trial you appeared—— mfim alone in an the world I could dare “say \ “you in whom alone I could made—- 7 my,» ‘3‘ the a“ “9‘5 approach her. 11 her words had ; he did not show it. {Mere , one hand on a chair, he said, ‘,‘1 Mrs. Greville, to inform Milkweed. A eound like a sob broke leave The Helms.” * I ' WM “3‘8, Major Romero. I de- I‘h” she Whispered, humbly. “ sun, know what—«what occurred last know, Mrs. Greville, and need on, ‘ tron; me!” , e. quickly up. “I know .. , . w it - her orpmion astonished him, for 4% mnvictlon with it. you of had occurredyhe would her promise? . I deserve it! I ' “0.! in): dmrution! ,I must half conscious .fv‘mguéosithermm ordid. Ionlyknow thaté -Hadhhe How. Ia ‘ h I. ‘V prayed that he had! Taking a step nearer, he exclaimed, some 4 agitation, .‘-‘ Mrs. Greville,r answer meg-my -—-I entreat, I implore you! well that your secret is. safe with me,» ma you not falsely direct that unhappy men! » Did you not send him on to the Masthead my him to his death?” . _ f‘ I!” ejaculated Gertrude, this time rising to her feet. v‘f Major Ferramore, what do you impels you to make this most 11an ,charge?" .. " 5 Rapidly, clearly he told her. . . 1 Before he had ended, Gertrude had resumed , her seat. 'Her lips, were pale, her- hands ’ tightly clasped, and evident it was to him that , she listened in genuine surprise. ~ ' “ Mrs. GreVille—Gertrudel” he ;excleixned, in conclusion; “tell me, were you not that 3 womanl—have I wronged you?” 5 ~ “Most cruelly, Major, Fen-amuse!” 'she answered. l‘ I will give "you but the simple denial, for you will but have to question my guests to learn that immediately, after your departure I joined‘ them, and did not leave them again until we separated far the night.” “ Then who was that woman?” “To me that is a mystery even as to self!” ' seemed to prove it. . . I _ ,- There was a use. Gertrude»me it. ' “ Major Fe , I “ last night, in a moment of despdr, I ammo is great wrong; I urged you to commit eased unmolested that happy future which fie possession of your love promised. I my madness. that it might. stmng‘theuu‘ycur‘ direction, as it would have done mine.” " "' (t Gertrude!" ,. ', . ,I “But,” she proceeded, sadly, “I new § that you are right. I us. You can but despise a women used E her power to urge you ‘ ‘ Heaven kindly prevented you _ ; “Gertrude,” he broke in, “you i are mistaken. with» no intention to do harm tothat ? note man. My purpose was to showhhufiym aided atriend toproteetyou, eudtoloa-ee'him ‘nottomolest you. ~AsHesveu hears m.m inducement. on eat-theweuld‘mskethis head thatotunassaseinl’ ‘ r Starting, she looked toward mean? Am I mad still, or are youi- What. ' And the sudden anxiety on her consumes I All most beaver to a When‘I quitted.ym;itms ore,” she said, in e ' which I hoped would leave me free to ‘ I Shekoew what'hehod said“ as undead-in ’hee heat'mjoiced'thotfmm" , meetingtheother. 1 ‘- ' “ 1am glad of that!” she Wed. “A ‘ “There is one sin less upon my conscience, Meier ;,, V f" ; lam Weare neither-crummy. Do‘ you nil! intend toga?” " filwfiinkm it hest— at least for a while.” you do me one tnvori—th h truly Ibuvenorighttoaskitl” mg, -, “ If possible, I will!” . “Thanks. Do not, then, leave "I‘he Holme lentil this matter has quite blown over. That man has been here, remember. Pray let .nctln‘ng occur that may create the least sus— picion.” He reflected; then answered, “I think that would be wise. Iwill remain.” - “ I feel too weak to thank you as I should,” she said, meekly. “I owe you too much ever to repay you. I eel: you toforgive, only to Mthinkeswellcfmeesywareeble, and tore- emember I bed cause to feel bitter enmityto that man. Farewell!” She turned from him as she spoke; her head drooped; then, as it were, timidly, nervously, she extended back her hand. He could not, at least, forget that he had lovad this beautiful woman, or had believed that he loved her. He could not see her thus tremble without being moved. - ' Taking her hand, he touched it with his lips. _ “Farewelll” he lwhispered. “My best wishes, Gertrude, shall be for your happiness. For myself I can but say, would that we had . mar met!” ‘ ‘ He paused, yet holding her hand. ' Then, “Gertrude, may Heaven pardon you as Idol” he mid, releaSed her fingers, turned, and left thereon _ “It ts ever,” she thought, as she dropped hackintoher chair. “Better, for better than I expected. He will never betray me, and Edwinflavrimshswe’s death will be econ tor- Medcr chmcre, at the some moment, was thinking, as he reached his apartment, “ I must believe her. She could not have denied with such a semblance 'ot truth. Then who was that women!” That evening, at dinner, naturally the chief subject at conversation was the disappearance of the commercial travelenlccking man. 1 “Another nineteenth century mystery,” miled placid Mrs, Bolton. “No mystery at all, my love,” remarked her husband. “When smsnpopsheed fore- mostorw intomeotthcsedengercus mine-shorts, era’s no mystery; everybody - knows where he be gone, and so the thing ’ ends. In fact, it,“ ended already.” “There, you’re wrong, Bolton,” remarked , Augustus Beck’with, from his side of the table. 1 “Havingth better to do, I went over to ,the ‘Temer Inn’ thiseiternoontolearnii there wognuytéhytrefi.” ‘ ‘ :3 “$3113 fellow’e will. over; tothere tram minnow. mm, a wanna this’Mr. enema, T says.” , “ Game; for what i” , ’ “ To make rice. He declares "he hum something of the private history of Grlmshawai ,3 and, that it , he did go down the pit, it mi very probably not by fair menu.” , p . , Major-i erramore’s and Gertrude‘s met-2,": She was thly pale. He feared she Would: taint; but, by a supreme effort, she command herself, and gave the signal for the ladies riso. As she passed the ,Major, who opened the door for their exit, shewhisper , i “For mercy’s sake, do not desert me!” CHAPTER IX. Gunmen: runs m not om—rfi mu. Tan information the Honorable Augusbgg, Beckwith had obtainedfrom the “ Tamar Inn, was perfectly correct. A gentleman, Mr. Lawrence Power, a. middled-aged man, with a quiet, business-11.39; manner, and the blended aspect of a count”, attorney and London detective, had arriveé: there, announcing himself as the friend of Grimshawe, and declaring his intentiontoin’v” vestigste thecanse of hissingulnr To the village the commercial tra "* . death was no mystery. The poor evidently, in the darkness, fallen into‘the W shaft. ' ' ’ Mr. Power did not gaineey that. He remarked, “ That these nine mine—shafts _ very convenient things at times.” 7 In a quiet, business way he noted a, every tittle of evidence, displaying an or knowledge respecting the event, as , the sayings and doings of Mr. Gri’ greater‘thsnthcee who had been on the Naturally. he was intoer of his 11'5" visitto'l'hefiolme, andesneturally ' thither to pursue his investigation. '» i As Mr. Lawrence Power waked " evening up the lime-tree avenue, and H first this side and that upon the , well-kept estate, a smile more then once over his thin countenance, and he an accent of evident admiration, “ A ' thing to do. Teeny the lens! of “5—4 plucky thing!” I ‘ , Hi8 1'9un k) we Gertrude” mill 3 granted, andhewas usheredirictho', «» where the lady was seated, apparently : in writing. * ' Whether Gertrude had 01"th not this visit, and whether or not Shh had. more than ordinary cure with her certain that she looked even more beautiful. And as, with a graceful ’ inclination, she bent her dark, the- visitor, the letter mentally, meme he had never before seen so lovely in women. -~ V): ) t y “ You desire to see me, sir,” she said, in her, ' Soft, musical accents, “in regard to this late 1 f mhncholy affair—Ashe disappearance of Mr.— , * Mr, Grimehewe~thet I believeie themmel” Mr. Lawrence Power bowed. . “ I fear I can assist you but little; but I will ‘. ’ Willineg tell you all I know.” " ,- “If, madam, you will do that, I shallbe eut- _ ,” responded the other. Then, after a fivexglance at the door, and removing ht: chair “ .Flearer the writing-table, “ You speak my . hfleud’s name, Mrs. Greville, as it it were' . “range to you.” ' - “ And, sir, how otherwise could it be?” , . use at one time, Mrs. Greville, it was f“milieu- enough on your lips. ._ Therefore, , ‘though nearly ten years have elapsed, you " " “01110. hardly have forgotten it or him.” {from were none the less effective. Gertrude’s * ' quiver-ed oonvulsively; her white teeth I “ .r V I do not comprehend you, drl”ehe sne- ‘r l ,1 ‘Edin replying, haughtily. :6 ~ Pardon me, madam, it I give no credence ‘1 assertion. Listen, Mrs. Greville. To a .w fies men, such aslom, time is'money; E. fills, in any case to waste it is unneeeeeory. a 9611 you and me there need be no beating ; the bush. You, at least, willunderstend When Isay I am conversant withallflr. we‘e afiairs, I know how once .you , allover; how, the other day, yo though, by making your youtrig’d to prevent his doing so. I 1,, that he sought an interview here 't‘hs,_evening.« I know what must . beat: the 3th 0! that m- ‘ V-VYoo sewinhimumnwho, by 3: 7 his voice, could bring all this glorious my“ have so skillfully, so daringly, ’ ~ 33 your ears. Mr. Grimshawere- tothoinn and the supper he .had 1 Sir,” demanded Gertrfidfiy “finely, r 5’, through her “it all you have “W "m “Hammond 1 to do , .V y 1&2.“ a “War, are herli involuntorfly' " mmdenly erect. p8 ’ n ,, materiel). ' . him to follow the wrongpofli our fine heath.» . Lawrence Power spoke quietly, but 'but more calm. ~— “ Greet Heaven!” meme, dropping beck, white and trembling. I ‘ _ ‘ A moment ’ehe was silent. Then. mid, hoarsely, “Your witnessed speak ' rebely. ' Direct him I did, but to the right path; not the wrong. My word, surely, it as good anthem?" “It would he, madam, if,, by Hr. Grim- shaw’s death, they looked to gain a. similar ad- vantage—the, preservation of. n dangerous ‘ ' secret», v \. ‘ fl “ Do you mean, sir, that I—I would have at- tempted this man’e life?" she asked, sharply; . “ Why not, Mrs. Grevillel Yen are playing a. dangerous game. You are a brave, a reso- lute, a. desperate woman. Who in this house had any desire for Mr. Grimshawe’s death save you?” ‘ r ' Gertrude, her elbow on [her chair, oovened w her eyes with her hand, apparently lnthought. < a ' Suddenly glancing up, she said, haughtlty, _ “ And,sir, supposing this witneSs of yours should ' out-swear me—{ain credence where I oouldnot —-what would he the result?” I “Your arrest, madam.” ' “Mine? On what charge?" . V . “Murder-at the least, maneleughtcl” , _ Again she hid her face. When-noes more she looked up, her oouutenanoewoe higgerd, , " You drive me close, sir,” she quid, hour-e- ly. “What you force me to do, I tram sity, not inclination, must do; I would died mixer; but "—ehe ehivex‘ed-“I - ' _' stand, a criminal, for the curious was». “ Grant me an hour. Promise during that time " to speak to no one on this mattefiondot‘ , the expiration of that period, I; wills!” yawn, . tunmacoomrtotthat mheppyevemmF .. < ’ 1y. Did she mean flight? No; Mrs; Grevlfle,," was for too wine a woman togta'ke now}! which would intently oondemn her in the minds 0! a jury. V Besides, the space was so shat, that had strong reasons 0! lab own for grantinggthij ' requme - ' i i ’ ‘“ I y, madam.”yheneneweredyi a y _ “The flavor is too slight, wrenoe Power regarded he, 1.;- naim‘ i never lose sight of The Helms. ' x -, , ward, to meet ,with refined. Imoneshofisnl’” ’ “Betnrnhereend , , Iwinkeepmym" “Agreed!” . And, murmur. Fewer quieted they , When alone, Gertrude 3;: for} minute! immersed in painful thong - t ‘ ' Finally, her she began to hurriedly, maturing: 4‘ It lent? only em Alterdeingso much: willnot looser I f game is ed out!” with, and run: we: 3,, 7 = fl 'ENTANQLED. / I “ Hemmer??? m a f... ' ‘ . a b n ' . _ . wertu‘l than love, orI gtog vet’egk mfihfii horsesgfiwa ” ‘ 3316 not' gala/$214k nl'gnfiohhggmt‘e fiat meet v , hence haveall ready, as you prooosgdénged’ _' “ Yoursrin sinceri y and faith. ’ “ Gaammn." «. Addressing this, she rung the bell. " Where is Mr. Beckwith?” she asked of the ,footman. ' “" I have just passed himin the hall, ma’am.” “Alone?” - , , “Yes, ma’am.” ‘ “ Then give him this note, and return to me. ” ‘\ On the man’s coming back she told him when , ’ the person who had just left called again, which _ he would do in less than an hour, to see that he was shown into the library. Then Gertrude repaired toher dressing-room, a where she was busily engaged, until the period : -when Mr. Lawrence Power was to arrive. , I , He was punctual; and as he entered the' room,-lighted by the shaded lamps, he found Gertrude Greville attired in a plain, dark silk, ,. , "awaiting him. , , “Itis, sir, still your purpose to pursue this ' A matter?” she inquired, in a low tone, 'j‘arhen, he was seated. ~ ' ‘ ' “How, madam, could I do otherwise?" “ If you have no stronger clew to another, . you arrest me?” ' ‘ Mr. Lamence Power bowed. “ Then”-—and Gertrude drewa deep sigh-4 ,, “against my will, sir, you force me to confess the truth.” ' She paused. . , ‘ He'l‘eaned nearer, anxiously. ' Soon she began, in a low but steady voice. “The subject of Mr. Grlmshawe’s interview with me was, as you stated, in reference to'the - 'What transpired, I do not feel called to relate. ” ., ’ “ It is not necessary, madam—at least ‘not at present.” ‘ v’ V “We parted better friends than we had met. é fie-left: by yonder window, after Ihad directed ‘him the path-wmark me, sir, the right path—- to take across the heath to the village.” , ‘ Mr. Lawrence Power bowed. “ p “ New,” proceeded Gertrude, “ comes the ' most painful portion of my story. There is a I. _, gentleman beneath this roof at the present ' of the beautiful woman before him. (seeking-to recover her composure. “What "moment who has honored me with his affec- ~ tion-ehis; love. Unhappily, coming to seek he entered the library unnoticed, and , overheard the latter part of mine and your " ,r v Viviend’s conversation.” < w ' ' “From which he drew, madam—4’ j I “The truth-4th” Mr. ‘Grimshawe was a 5 [3:7 I former lover, and that I stood in fear of him. ' v -é~.When your friend had gone, he questioned me , ‘ ‘ e30h§hhfielfithati at" the moment, desperate my— ‘ ' £811.“! couldnot control my replies. I owned 1-9;. L, ./ I regarded Mr. Grimshawe as an, enemy, that while he lived, I never could hope for happi~' nose—never be his.” , “ -' ~ , “ And this» gentleman?” ' i “ Actuated by his love——I fear by jealousy , “5‘”; —taking my hand, bade me dread the man no more.” , - , ‘, V, “Yes?” 3., “ Saying this, he hastehed from the window ~‘ after Mr. Grimshawe. I know no more.” _ Mr. Lawrence looked steadily into the face Her eyes met his unflinchingly, though 59m)" - ' , tr “As you must be aware, sir,” she said, '_} 2 “this confession is very painful for me toss: make.” ' . ~' , fjf' “ I can understand that, madam. How did this gentleman behave on his return i” r v ,, “That is a question, sir, you must learn from my servants, as he went at once to his " room. I understand, however, that he wafl pale and agitated.” ‘_: Iv “ I will detain you no longer then, madam,” remarkeer. Lawrence Power, rising. “Your. " opinion is.” The answer came clear and steady. “That if Mr. Grimshawe was killed, Ferramore is his murderer!" , I, . , “No man can be so termed, Mrs. Greville,” :3. said a voice behind her, “until the'body, is produced. I produce that of Mr. Edwin 3'“ Grimshawe, but alive—not dead I” . > . Gertrude had started up with a cry, and,” now turning, recoiled, pale; trembling, before Mrs. Hendricson, the commercial traveler, I ., and .the white, accusing features of Major . Ferramore. ‘ ‘ ‘ “.What right have you all here?” she gasped, l «., Major i does this mean?” A “ That, Gertrude Sterling, more than I km)": " your secret now, and the dangerous you have played,” answered Mr. Grimshawey . stepping forward. “That thé' false directiQP l' across the heath which you gave me, intending my death, Would most certainly have led to i”: had not this lady saved me.” And he indi cated the companion. M . Gertrude looked from one to the other 151‘ a-beautiful tiger at bay. . . , Her bosom heaved, but for a space she said nothing; then—“This has been a plot—*5 scheme against me,” she cried, with definite? “ But you cannot arrest me—you cannot ,. me! I dare you to do that! You live; one has been harmed; and I defy you!” ; j, She glanced round, as if to perceive ' _ v. they would attempt to check her. The were silent. ‘ “Mg. Grimshawe,” she (said, “you hays made a charge which you“: n - A. 1 I / Emmet. f ' 7 have menswer at another time. Until then, be a fearful stain. -, Never . «this house is mine, and I order you—all of you I —-—to quit it!” - ‘ ' With air and step of a queen, she sWept by ‘ - them from the room. ‘ Then, howewr, her manner changed. ' .Swittly she ran to her dressing-room, hur- riedly put on her outward attire, and, taking ‘ a small hand-valise, which she had prepared, hastened by a servants’ staircase into the ‘ grounds. 7 ’ ‘ The night was of a dense blackness. The storm which had been beating up for so . many days, was about to break at last“. The distant thunder rolled incessantly. ‘.. heavy, oppressive stillness Seemed to hold ‘ all vegetation spell-bound. Gertrude heeded it not further than to re ' ‘ joice in the darkness which insured conceal- . ment as she moved swiftly from the house. ‘ When she had crossed the lawn, she looked 1 back. ~~ ' -' « The lights were in the library yet. She a could perceive figures within, among them Mrs. Hendricson’s. . I ' I 7, She clenched her hands with fury. She saw , .it all now. That woman, with her staid, Quiet ways, had been a spy upon her. She must have overheard her interview with Grim- ,C’, shawe, and followed and saved him. Hers ‘ was the female figure Major Ferra‘more had seen. » ‘ 3 At this moment she reached the gate in the boundary fence. Opening it, she saw beyond a horse and chaise, with a man standing by. i As she appeared, the latter stepped quickly forward. “Gertrude, my darling,” he exclaimed, as he caught her in his arms, “ you have come!” mured. “But pray do not delay. My heart yet hesitates at the step I‘am aboutto take. Still, loving you, how can I face him?” “ Better as it is, my sweet love!” answered Augustus Beckwith, quickly. “How you tremble! Fear nothing; I have arranged things too well for pursuit. We shall drive $017033. country to Launceston, catch thenight’s Inail to the junction, and. there change for ,, , tland.”. , i v [As he Spoke, he had been placing Gertrude in the chaise, the valise at her feet. Soon he melamine animal he drew its head. Gertrude, as he, knew the path well, and at first}; pace they dashed over the heath. The ’ndrabie Augustus Beckwithwas not likely Spare the whip. Was not the prize he had fed for wen? , Gertrude Greville was his. . nearer and louder. It threatened tr- , i 7 w “Did you mistrust me, Augustus?” she mur-. “filming up, by her side, and gave the rather‘ 2 Ward they‘wenu-onward, while the thun- , v . . mm'i'i’wjflm go through it. ' - _ " V, Hal the lightning at last! \ 1 Ah, what a flash! ' ’ . In a second the whole heath was illumined' by the cold blue light, showing the chaise and? . its occupants, being whirled along. Then the T thunder—then another flash-é-dashing, down i as if right upon them. I '1 , , So vivid was it that the horse reared up with terror. teeth, bolted. it Was beyond his power to rein in the fright- ened animal. Madly, with a mouth or iron, , it plunged on, but fortunately in the right, di- ; rection. “ _ ‘ ' ' j “ Be calm, Gertrude l” exclaimed the young fellow. “ Keep your seatl, The brute will calm down in a few minutes!” ‘ tighter gripe of the reins. ,_ His companion made no answer. She hand. Another flash! I . Once more the horse reared—halting ‘ a see. the valise. was darting on again. sence with a cry of horror. I Had she There was no sign. it was wanted? Hal . A violent jolt—a bump—the felt himself flying through the air. _ danced in his eyes! Then oblivion! CHAPTER X. WHEN Augustus Beckwith came to be found room. so to wonder where he was. ' A slight ‘ nd caused him to turn his head, a chair by the bedside. Where am I?” . “ In the best room of decidedly , inn,” smiled Iielton. “ Glad, to you speak. Gadl you have had a narrow . . Then, seizing the bit between his . Augustus Beckwith was no bad driver,“but 4 Before Augustus was aware of it the Then he noted her'ab»§_~f¥ young fellow 7 I. “ Hullo old fellow!” he rain 4 “are you there? What does all w-"« A , Andhevtook’a\1 y; stooped once, “raising the valise nearer. hei- - ,. end. That moment Gertrude seized. Rapid- 1y, lightly, she leaped out onto the moor, Why did not the lightning come nom'wnes _ ..: Then a great crash-a thousand'liglita ~ '5 unease mamuonn’s arms ARE 0mm: , ‘ " himself in bed in a strange, plainly-furnished: ' i' He feltweak and ill—almost too .4 , when be perceived his friend H i .¥ notthetxgat “Have I so near holrnobbingflhen, . l - 1 with his grim majesty? smiled Beckwithj . " flung out? Wasshe hurt? Was she He glanced back into the wildr'nlght, ’ I j w " ,1 r ‘ ,-“ Well, no; Idid not refer to that, my Au- gustus But get a little stronger," and I’ll tell 3,. ,, 1 f‘ Bosh, Heltonl,, I’m strong enough—weak ‘ v “in limb, may be, but my nerves are all right. I- want I to hear every at you, by Mrs. Greville’s esti r eloped with her!” mg on, 3 _ x _ “Exactly;' but that confounded storml” , ‘ ‘ __ “Stay; do not upbraid that, my dear Au- . . \ zgustus, which, when you have heard from . what it has saved you, on your knees yon will w {H ’ bless.” ’ ' . i». g ' “For goodness’ sake, Bolton,” exclaimed the y z‘ . sick man, irritably, “stop speaking in riddles! -» How did I come here? Was Mrs. Greville :- ’ ' hurti?’ ' ' '_ “,I suspect not; as, a short time after the a - horso and shattered trap dashed up to the door a not the ‘ Tamar,’ Mrs. Greirille passed very com- , » ,» posedly through the village, carrying a valise, on her way to the railway station. Where ' .she is now Idon’t know. A party, fearing an I, ' ‘ accident must have happened by the state of :7. y 7‘ the trap, started across the heath, found you y '1 tinsensible, and brought you here.” * ~‘ " ' “ That explains something but not all. Mrs. Greville—J’ ‘ , ,. ' g “Is no more Mrs. Greville than I am, but a . Miss Sterling, in adventuress, of whom you ’ ' were the dupe.” .V .' I ejaculated Beckwith, drawing him— selfhp 0' his pillow. “Go on, old fellow. Yonrdon mean that! both of us were de- ‘ceive’di” ’ 4 ’ “ No less. It appears that, finding the dan- , gerous game she had been playing was on the gave of exposure, she planned an, elopement »- ' with, on, that she might score one trick.” "7 “ c, then, and what is she?” , “She'vwas the housekeeper. to Mr. Arthur - _ Greville,’ an eccentric old fellow of over new “enty, who long had renounced society, and led the lite of a crabbed recluse in India, holding . a no communication with his relations, who were I, but distant ones. A, sunstroke carried on the r , poor old gentleman one day; Whereupbn Miss Gertrude §terling, who knew all her employer’s ' affairs as‘itvell as he did himself, superintended money she could, and came quietly over here I as Mr. Arthur Greville’s widow.” _- -‘f Yet she must have been sure of ultimate ,_ » r, detection?” _ ' ' .‘.‘No doubt. But myideais thatsheh‘oped ’ - , hetero then to efieot a good marriage.” jg I “,Helton,” said. the' Honorable Augustus, . _, “this has very nearly been a case of biter bit.” ~ “Undoubtedly.” _ ' “Butfhow has the detection come about!” a _ owing to, that Mr. Grinshawe who l mt, a: .: thing. Of course you ‘ings, he found the Heltons already gone,,the the funeral, let the estate, realized an the , vs. I. but who re,- s disappeared so mysteriously, appeared again.” _ 4 “ He was not down the mine—shaft?” ' ' ‘; 2;; “No. How all that happened I do; not , 1' know; but it seems that he knew this Miss Sterling some years ago, and recognizing her as Mrs. Greville, w0uld not believe her story, and threatened, if he did not see the marriage certificate, to make his suspicions public, be- - sides his acquaintance with her earlier history, f Secondly, the worthy rector has received a letter from a Mr..Bryerton, who, having his doubts of the charming widow, had tele- graphed inquiries to a friend in Calcutta, from :r whom he has obtained the information I hav 4'; just recounted to you.” ‘ r The Honorable Augustus Beckwith laid back on his pillow with the sensation or, aman who had just escaped some terrible accident. “ Helton,” he said, “I must get out of this” (he meant the inn) “as soon as possible. _ I must get back to town.” - y s r “80 must I, dear boy. Therefore drink it this, go to sleep, and get strong enough as soon 3 as you can.” The information, Mr. Helton had imparted to his friend was correct in every particu- lar. “ The morning after the GIOPQM.W}JGB the , rector, amazed, confounded, walked over to g; ,The Holme, with Mr. Bryerton’s letter in pocket, to, as a friend, give Gertrude a hint‘of : its contents, and that the heir at-law oi Mr. Grevill’e was about instantly totake proceed- Vanes on the point of departure, and the :_ servants in a state of alarm about their ‘ wages. ,. ’, From Mrs. Hendricson, who was calm and j selflpossessed as‘usual, he learned all that had' occurred. ' ,. . Of Mr. Grimshawe’s visit—how she, the companion, had overheard the interview, and ” had heard Gertrude Sterling direct Mr. Grime ,shawe the wrong road across the heath, and how she, following, had prevented his destruc; tion. ' Mrs. Hendricson said nething of Major Fer- ramore, though she had heard that interview-l 1-. too , . Then the rector, having been told of the, elopement and accident, no longer kept Mr» Bryerson’s letter a secret, but made more. visits in one day in his parish than he had ever done on any previous occasion. _ ,1 a Meanwhile, Gertrude Sterling, on (board a Weymouth packet, was proceeding to Jersey; ; whence she crossed to the Continent,_. and W493 '.; loatrsight of to all in this story. j 4 ‘ I When the rector had quitted Mrs. dricson in TheHolme drawing-room, the sour pl»; g’ K, , ipanion, some ‘hriel! moments, paced the "'1partment-in doe) thought. , ‘r She appeared singularly agitated», Sometimes she would approach the door; hurriedly, stop, hesitate, and move back again into the room. I - ‘ ‘ r ~ Finally, as the clock chimed eleven, she seemed to make up her mind, and once more crossed. to the door. I ' -' Before, however, she reached it, it opened, ‘ and Major Forramore entered. ‘ Yes, it was the young officer. « how changed! “I thought I might find you here; Mrs. Hendricson,” he said;"advancing. ' “I wished v. to say good-by before I went, though I wonder , I have courage to face you after last night. I so utterly despise myself.” ' .' “You take this .too much to heart, Major Form-more,” answered the companion, kindly ~ pressing and retaining the hand he had ex:- f tended. "‘You look as though you had not slept.” , . - , “ Slept! how could I sleep?” he ejaculated. __ “ You know not the miserable idiot, the dupe ’ I have been; Not only ther‘dupe of this woman, but of myself. The last few months seem) to have been the wild whirl of some ;: feverish delirium, from which I have awakened , éawakenocl- to find that I, in my folly, my blindness, renounced true happiness for a » shadow.” " 5; He had been pacing the room, half address-‘ ing the companion, half speaking to himself. Now, with a groan, he seahupon a couch. . Mrs. Hendricson watelmd~ him, evidently with sincere compassion. ' ‘ Tears, indeed, seemed in her eyes, in her yoice, as approaching him, she said, laying her e» Ferramore, my heart bleeds for you.” , “I know it,” he answered, taking the soft lingers, and gratefully pressing them to his lips”. “In all this feverish period, Mrs. Hen- dricson, you have been as a. cool, sootln'ng presence to me. If you do not despise me too ,much,” he added, humbly, “let us two con-‘ 'tinue friends.” The companion’s lip trembled. ,, ‘ The penitence, the self-humbling of a strong man, creates. exquisite pain to a pure-hearted \ Woman. I “ “ I trust we may eyerhe that, Major Ferra- more,” she replied. “Believe me, since our llecyuaintam:e you-have interested me much. y ith intense sorrow I saw you, against your tter nature, becoming the, victim, the—- rdon my saying it—-dupe of ti selfish, desi - “35’ women; ' Did, I *‘not worn - you, erramore. of her before the mask had _ “ticked from her face?” ‘ I gYou did; but Isli hted the warning, as I d that of another," wered the oficer, with a wqu ‘-, . , y " .11; _ - TZ‘L' -u i __ 5 Enteiéonnn ' teem; » “After‘thepagt, my lot is tenths But how ill, ' [hora-that I wasrunworthy of her!” E: hand upon his shoulder, 1_“Believe lme, Major. but; you are younga-you will. ' kind healer. and was gone. as one" I/merit. Yet I knew, could " her gentle spirit behold me, she would pity—"r ' " . “You refer to your ‘wifeWsaid Hen; ,_ '_ ‘y‘ My unhappy, most cruelly-treated'wil'el 4 0h, Mrs. Hendrics‘on, I have been enthralled by a mad infatuation!” ’ " “ “Youloved her?” ‘ I a “Loved herl”‘——and Major Ferramorestdrte‘d to his feet. “After what you have witnessed, , ~ how 'yill you believe. ital—but I loved. , through all. I ‘now know I never loved 1 “ Tell me of her. Do you mind?” I « ‘ “ No; for my thoughts are constantly dwell— ing on her. During this period that has past," { proceeded Major Ferramore; “ I, have sought ' to drive her from my memory, as one banishes ' 7 gnod thoughts when in the not of committing . f evil. New I feel. my sole happiness in life-can .. ‘ only consist in recalling, in living upon them- membrance of my sweet Lucie.” . v» ' ,‘ ‘ He paused, overcome with emotion.- ‘ Then he told her all. ' i ’4 ‘17. “And not willingly, then, did you leave'her; * on the wreck?” asked Mrs. HendricSon. ~ f “Willinglyl” he cried. “Well, true,’ ,, in, what you know of me why should you me better?” r ' . ' ‘ ' ' “Believe me, I will judge yon at the heat, she answered, kindly. “But now, w 1 you propose doingi’? ’ ' , b v f “ Renouncing society, which no; Inn'it'g’3‘1g .. _ charm or interest for me,”he answered, ' "3312219" present, the future, are dead. r '1 have but the.» past tollvein." ' ' , ‘ , ,, 3? , “Nay, nay; you have bade severeés may I say,a severe lessont—Majoi- , _ Happiness is yet in store ' I true, ” p , ’ w. “ You mistake—mover!” he answered; firmly, “Life can be but a wretched burden to'oné, who, having abused the past, finds it of recall. Farewell, Mrs. HendriesonWn you, I leave my only friend?” ' 5 "I 7 “Farewell; but surely’vte shall meet again? - , - she murmured, with ethotion, while clung about his. I V r ' 1,3 p " L “ To hope so Would indeed give the he said. , » , g 1 “ Wherenwhere are you going ’50 1mm,,h¢reo . Major Ferramore, may Task?" f' M r . ‘ f ‘ “ Certainly,” he answered, with a wan 3123119.," “ I am about to recommence my life as it s. ‘ cluse. 1 go to Stomoway.” I V _ “We Shall meet—~we must~ fill”? ‘ toured the companion. " “That find me.” p ' V, ». , , '. ‘ ., He .99»? 3h?“ sate granting- p kissed her hand tWioe, Ifi’i‘dwell’ eg'ii-n_,-:1 _- 15:» ’4 Enranonnn. . V ‘ , the door closed, Mrs;.Hendri¢son made‘a Quiet: movement toward it. » r , Then, by a violent eflort, stopped. \ ' ' .“No, no!” she igasped—-“too soon! The time has not yet arrived. Let me not commit a-folly+-a madness! Ah!” ~“"I-‘here‘was the sound of wheels on the drive. I The companion staggered rather than walked , .to‘the window. A chaise was rolling rapidly from The " 'Holme. ' I. - “Gone!” cried Mrs. Hendricson; and sank, , half fainting, onto a chair. , CHAPTER XI. oxen AGAIN. SJ: months have elapsed. I ~ The Holme, swept and garnished, is now in possession of Mr. Arthur Greville, heir at-law, and Gertrude Sterling isalmost forgotten. 7 r ~ Only: does Mrs. Hendriéson recall her at this ' ‘,moment as she is whirled across Scotland to ‘ ' Skye. She is not at all altered, only there is a present trouble and great anxiety on her teeter-es as she first looks at a letter she keeps . grasped in her hand. ’ ' , ~' ‘ Then out onto the bleak, wintry land the ’ _ < train is flying through. I is A g, The, letter is from Major Ferramore. 7‘ , from Stornoway, and runs thus: ‘ . Mas. Hmnmson: , end is near and I re oice that I am ill. , octor calls it deem? e may be right. I know that I am dyi , an ball with deli ht-the re- . lease from a life wh ch is a burden. e bids me arouse myself and shake ofl the—as he terms it— ‘d‘angeroas lethargylwhich is hastening me to the r’ ’ v‘e. Icannot e him that hereIam alone, while . _ , Lucie awaits me, with, Ifeei, forgiveness. . , f‘ Before I depart, however, I could not resist one , cadet farewell to her to whom I owe so much. , w 7 ’Goo’ddxy, on this earth, kind friend, forever! ‘ a . ' , “ Gnome anaaxons.” instant Mrs. Hendricson had received , this she for Stornoway. , Should she. find a boat to take her over the Minchl V ' i = , Looking at the wildly tossing leafless branches, ‘ '- ’s‘he feared. Her tears were realized. 0n reaching the port in Skye, from whence shehad intended to embark for Harris, she ' / found so rough at see that no boat would ven- I hire ' out. , . V "‘ Would death be certain to those who tried “Not death, but trouble, risk, danger.” '\ take me over. I have no fear.” There, was silence, but the reward had eflect. . r A stifling, weather-beaten Skye man ascepted l j tilesfifler, and Mrs. Hendricson soon was is? the passage?” she asked. i ' ' _ ' mur lured. ~ “Then,” said Mrs. Hendricson, firmly, “ flft , A n Y pounds to the man who is brave enough to ‘1 ‘ tessing on the stormy waters of, the little, ' Minch. - ' ' I. ’ ‘ v “~ The beat will never live,” had been the 're-is" mark on shore; and soon‘ it was the bpinion of; ‘2'“ the daring Skye man. ' ‘ But the boat was good, and he and his small, x sturdy crew had, to use a Breton phrase, their 9*? hearts steeped in salt water. j ’3 After many hours of fierce heating-about "i and peril, the harbor of Harris was reached. Mrs. Hendricson, fatigued, her dress saiu- ', rated with the spray, yet would accspt neither rest nor refreshment but what she could take as she traveled. ’ ' . She had that which is a passport in all civ~ ilized countries—money— and was soon being .- conveyed from Harris to Stornoway. .5 It was close upon sunset when she reached i it, and was ushered into Major Ferramore’s room. He was seated in a epillowed chair by the fire, pale and thin, but apparently _ happy- . . ' His eyes brightened as he saw who ,was 3 his visitor, and, extending his wasted bandaé cried, “Mrs. Hendricson! Oh, this is kind—w j very kind! Now, indeed, have I nothing more I to wish!” ‘ ‘ Her vail concealedher emotion as she took his hands in hers, and murmured, “How do“: you think I could have stopped away? Butt; no, no! you did .not write the truths—yous wrote only what you believed. You—you are”! not dying!” , ‘9 “Yes, it is the truth,” he smiled. dying, because I do not care to live.” “ What! have you nothing to wish for world?” she asked, in a low tone. “ I have one wish, a hopeless wish,” he an-H swered, gravely—“my Lucie’s ‘forgiveneém, which is impossible.” , g _ “No, no! for she has forgiven long George, my husband! do you not know his? ’ = Major Ferramore uttered a great cry, £011; the disguise had been swiftly thrown oflf, a in the woman now kneeling before him he be“ held the pretty golden head andvfair, fresh face of his young wife. 3 { r “ Lucie l” he gasped, Overcome by. 9. might joy, almost too great to bear. "‘ Alive 1” _’ “ Alive, to comfort—to support—to lo“? you, my husband!” she answered, encirchn him with her arms. “Alive to bring you b. to life—to happiness! George, you will not? “ Lani in this. you shall not die now!» , .. - “Oh, Lucie, my darling, is it a. dream?“ “The Hesperus—who wreck—~— “ I was saved, George, in the life-boatl” “Saved?” ‘ , ‘5 Yes. But thinking that I had ceased « 'poasess your love mthat you were weary ~—when they asked our names, I gave as _ , a strange one,~that you might be free.” a , , j $3011, ’Lnoielwhegg‘roonéd: ' a v ’ ‘ r“_Hnsh, do , eat,” she momma, layi'og'her ' - cheek on, his. “‘Avjvare, however, that this fl woman’s subtle power'wwld be exerted to draw you to her sidewthough assured your » lore was but a mad, transient infatuation. and that she cared, little for you beyond flattered vanity-l procured the plaee of that compan- ion which, while on board, she said she would require when at The Holmeg Thus, lover! was ' able to be near you, who infll the world was retain dearest to me, and on-the spot to save you ’ 'from ‘a crime, had Gertrude Sterling contem- plated wedding you, which, the more I was 3- ,, acquainted with her, the more certain I feit _" that she intended not to do.” “And all that while, Lucie,” he murmured, _ “ you nevermade yourselt known!” . , “Why should I, when I believed my death “ had been: a release to you! NO, George, bot * for the‘confession you made me the test even- " 'ing at The, Holmeflbut for-your evident re; vr pentanchou uever’wonld have learnt other : than that the son had been my grave!” __ ,“ But, my witqwhy did you not tell me than that I was the hapoiee’t instead of the most wretched of men?” ' EShe rested-her face on his: breast, and was silent. I ' r , ' I .“I'kuow!” he exclaimed. , “ You would not proveeto, test my M sincerity; and you were right:” _ A _. _ , , L “It was’so,'Gefirg’e,” she answered. ‘ ‘ hope.» have done yet Lucie Markham when you first recein her at the other. Iain your wife- (your: happy wife, George; for I feel now that flothing ,in this world save (teeth ever can again Gome'between no!” "Wheel: Rowen!"g exclaimed MajoraFez-rw more, as he held her close—oboe to his bosom. “In there guy thing on earth that can surmise a pure woman’s devotion?" , ‘ , mm END. V The Dana Dialogues no. 3!. 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