Orangeburg times. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1872-1875, 1872-08-14

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q Gagged bird, until she reached shabby.
three-story house. whose door. creaking
on its hinges, gave an ample view Of the
carpetless hall and bare staifways. AZ
fat, bald-headed man started from the
|angle Of the entry as she came in, as if
he had been some old spider lying In
wait for unwary prey.
aMiles Keepler7" she asked, in a
scarce audible voice. =
"Keepler 2 Miles Keepler3 repeated
the man, staring insolently into her face.
Yes, he's ut home. Did you want to
see him, pretty one r ;5lf#
eff you please, sir faltered Marian,
lshrinking yet closer TO the wall.
Well, then just go up to the third
floor and knock at the second door ON
the left, and you'll be sure to find him. 3,
| only wish I had such pretty looking
visitorP he chuckled.
But Marian had not observed, neither
had Mr.. Noah Meeker, an eager auditor
TO their brief colloquy in the person of q
tall man, in surtout lined with costly
sables, who had paused at the foot of the
steps, apparently stricken motionless by
the voice of the young girl.
~ cannot be mistaken" muttered May
Delaval to himself, "and yet-my Ma
rian in foul den like t!lis-impossible !
Still it was her voice, her figure. Can 1t
be possible that any hnman being could
! SO closely resemble her As surely as /
live and beathe, will rot leave this
house until the matter is decided
/ He boldly ascended the steps, and
/ pushed forward into the doorway. Mr..
4 Meeker interposed his portly length and
4 breadth before him.
.sHold on minute, sir. Did YOU
wish to see ME?" SIS.
Let me pass man! said Delayal an.
grily turning on him, cor it may be the
worse for YOU"
Meeker shrank back-he recognized
the voice and eye. 1t was scarcely a
week since there had been an awkward
investigation of his means of gaining a
livelihood at the instigation of Mr.. Della.
val, one of whose clerks had been guided
to his ruin by the artful villain; and he
still retained very lively remembrance
Of the same.
Certainly, sir" he said, in subdued
voice. -Can give you and informa
ton ?''
81 want to find Miles Kepler," sait
Delaval, shortly.
"Niiles Keplerw repeated Meeker, with
II low whistle. "Wcll, for gent a.
didn't want to see company, he does have
many visitors. Third floor, second door
on the left, SIR"
1t was rapidly growing dusk in the
dark entries of the dirty house, and Mr.
Delaval could just grope his way up
The Second door on the left" was half
way open, and by the dim light that
streamcd through one dingy window, he
could see Marian Wards pale face up
lifted to dark, swarthy visage, who's,
mustache almost touched her forehead
This, then, was Miles Kepler; and Mile.
Kepler's arm was round her slender waist
and the light hand lay OH his shoulder
May Delaval could feel the blooc
curdling into ice around his heart, as b,
looked upon this strange group for ont
instaMt-then turned away.
81 am satisfied" was his mental com
ment. "No further evidence is needed
And IL have been blinded, betoolee
dupe!"
| Noah Meeker looked after him, as h,
strobe away into the breeding twilight
muttering to himself:
"It wasn't very long cali you mad,
OH Mr.. Miles Kepler, anyhow"
The gas was lighted in Mrs. Ordway'
hall when Marian Ward returned, an(
the servant who admitted her pointed tt
a note on the Gothic table.