The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1869-08-16
HE KNEW HE WASRIGHT.
BY ANTHONY TROLLoPE.
CHAPTER LXXNVl.


"Stick to your honesty, and send the
boy back to his mother. 1t will be bet
ter for you, Trevelyan.
"Better for me- Nothing can be bet
ter for me. All must be worst. 1t will
be better for me, You say; and you ask
me to give up the last drop of cold
water wherewith can touch my parch-
ed lips. Even in my hell had so much
left TO me of liInpid stream, and you
tell me that it will he better for me to
pour il away. You may take him, Mr..
Glascock. The woman will make him
ready for you. What matters it whether
the fiery furnace be hea ed seven times,
or only skin either degree the flames
are enough You may take him-you
may take him" So saying Trevelyan
walked out of the window, leaving Mr..
GlascUck seated IN his chair. He walk
ed out of the window and went down
among the olive-trees. He did not go
far, however, but stood with his aim
round the stem Of one of them, playing
with the shoots of vine with his hand.
Mr. GlascCck followed him to the WIN
dow and stood looking at him for few
moments. Bat Trevelyan did not turn
VI hNiO uS oIOOu sdA us WV
pale, ClOudless, heat laden, mouonless
sky, thinking of his own SORROWS, and
remembering too, doubtless, with the
vanity of u madman, that he was pro
badly being watched in his reverle.
Mi. Glascock was too practical man
not % make the most of the offer that
had been made to h,m, and be Went
back among the passages aud called foi
rufu rit k,.fnrss lnn,r Ia. had w al
three women with him, including her
whom he had brought from Florence,
and among them Luuey was soon made
to appear, dressed for his Journey, to-
gether with a small trunk in which were
his garments. 1t was quite clear that
the order for his departure had been
giveD-before that scene at the breakfast
table, aud that Trevelyan had not in
tended 10 go back from his promise.
Nevertheless Mr.. Giascock thought it
might be as well to hurry his departure,
and he turned back to say the shortest
possible word of farewell to Trevelyan
in the garden. But when he got to the
window, Trevelyan was not To be found
among the oliye-trees. Mr.. Glascock
walked few steps down the hill, look
ing Tor him, but seeing nothing of him,
returned to the house. The elder wo.
man said that her master had not been
there, and Mr.. Glascock started with
his charge. Trevelyan was manifestly
mad, and 1T was impossible to treat
MIN as sane man would have been
treated. Nevertheless, Mr.. Glascock
felt much conjunction in carrying the
child away without a final kiss or word
of farewell from its father. But it was
not to be so. He had got into the car
riage with the child, having the ser
want seated opposite to him-for he was
moved by SEINE undefinable fear which
made him determine to keep the boy
close to him, and he had not, thereforS,
returned to the drivers seat--when
Trevelyan appeared standing by the
roadside at the bottom of the hill.
would you take him away from me
without one word !" said Treyelyan bit
terly.
Invent to look for you, but you were
gone" said Mr.. Glascock.
mo, sir, was not gone. am here.
1t is the last time that shall ever glad
den nay eyes with his brightness. Louey,
my love, will you come to your fatherii
Louey did not seem to be particularly
willing to leave the carriage, but he
made no loud objection when Mr.. Glas-
COCK held him up to the open space
ABOVE the door. The child had realized
the TACT that he was to 60, and did not
oelleVe that his father would stop him
now put he was probably of opinion
tnat the sooner the carriage began to 90
on Tue oetter 1t would be for him. Mr..
Glascock, thinking that his father in.
tended TO kiss him over the door hold
him by his frock; but the doing Of tbiS
made Trevelyan very angry. Am I not
to be trusted with my own child in nv
arms 7" said he. "GIve him TO me s;T
/ begin 80 doubt now whether | Am
right to deliver him to You" Mr.. Glas.
cock Immediately let 60 hi, hold of the
boys fruck and leaned back in the car
mage. 'LOuey will tell papa that be
loves him before he goes 7" said Trevel
yam. The poor little fellow murmureC
something, but it did not please hi.
1aiher, who had him in his arms. "Yor
are IKE the rest oil them, Louey," ht
saio' because cannot laugh and be