The Greenville enterprise. [volume] (Greenville, S.C.) 1870-1873, 1870-07-13

DiiSsiutiy pappy stumDieu up
stairs, plunged into a bath, end d.
vested myself of all stains of earth.
But when / went into my dressing
room ! perceived the fumes of Sut,
toms cigars. They were of Pc
culiar brand, and no one smoked
them but himself. He was sitting
in the south portico, close to the
door where l had met Alice. How
long had he been there I" 't.~ 8
My hand trembled as I brushed
my hair. Should I have 1een
ashamed of it9 I think not. Sut.
ton had reputation of taking hor.
rible revenges, and I had SO much
to lose. --s.-. .. o.. ..
But after a moment I braced
myself, mentally and physically,
and sat down to read. 1 was too
tired to go down stairs. But the
fumes of that cigar seemed to
have got into my head; the page
was hazy and indistinct; could
see nothing so plainly as Sutton's
Greek profile and hyacinthe hair,
and suspecting I was i'll ! at length
threw down the volume and went
to bed by starlight.
1 was i'll for a fortnight with a
low nervous.fever. My valet took
me in charge, but Alice came in
every day with Margaret, and did
me more good with ten minutes
petting than Eugene's most pa.
tent attention accomplished the
whole day. She kept flowers at
my bedside, and stretched propri.
cites to the utmost to see me. At
first her smiling eyes by my pill.
low were delicious but one day 1
saw she regarded me in a troubled,
wistful way, and afterwards I dis.
covered that she was growing pale.
" What is the matter : tell me,
pet !" I said. >.".
Oh, you get we'll 80 slowly" "
she said, with transient flush on
her delicate cheek.
l did not dream what persecu-
tions she was undergoing while
lay there, but she would not wor.
ry me with any complaints brave,
faithful, loving little heart. .
l was nearly well at last-sat up
all day in my room, and sent word
to my friends below that I would
be with them the following day.
At midnight the radiance of the
moonlight awoke me from q deep
sleep. 1 could never sleep in a
rooM flooded with the light Of the
moon. I rose, threw on my dress.
ing gown, and was preparing to
close the shutters, when / distinct
ly perceived the pungent odor. of
chloroform. ...
Now if I had been in the body
of the house, I should have decid-
ed that some unfortunate person
among the many inmates of the
house, had experienced mid.
night attack of toothache but
there were no chambers in the
south wing but Alice Lees and
mine. Every pearly tooth in her
rosy mouth was perfectly sound, I
knew; so I was puzzled. The next
revelation was the propinquity of
horses neigh. -
The horses belonging to the
house were, or ought to have been,
at distance from the house, in q
well-locked stable. This horse
nay, two of them and an elegant
pheton-I could perceive at the
front gate. At first I did not rec
ognize the equipage.
But was impressed to believe
there was something wrong. A
lark of Sutton's set, I decided tu
be, when / at length recognized
the carriage. I dressed and sat
down by the window, watching
the horses toss their heads under
the larches, their silver trappings
glitteriDg in the moonlight. :,
Suddenly Sutton went walking
rapidly down the walk, bearing
something in his arms wrapped in
a cloak. 1t might have been the
figure of a corpse. for any life or
motion it appeared to have. He
sprung into the carriage, placed
himself 30 as to support his bur-
den, gathered up the reins, and
whirled rapidly away.
The instant he was gone a horri.
bic suspicion broke over me. I
sprang up and rushed down stairs.
The chamber in which Alice slept
was full of the scent of chloro.
form; the window was open, and
q large glass door leading directly
into the garden. There was chic
roform among the roses. AZice
qoas not there!
If an oath ever escaped my lips
it did then. Never thinking to
alarm the house, / rushed into the
stable, expecting to find the hostler
awake. But no; the man was
in a deep sleep in his loft-Sutton's
horses had not been stabbed that
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