Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1874-03-19

said, in as calm Il tone rs lie could command.
II mean what say, sir; l kuow something
you ought to know"
ut is IL tale to gain money but never mind
whatever it is, will listen to it p
"But will you give ME money for the tale
as know it?"
eff II do, :ou understand it will be because
you agree never to repeat the story to any one
else"
Mr.. Gadbury was full of involuntary Curl
osity but he did not desire to pledge his word
unless he meant to keep it, and he believed the
woman was attempting to get money from
him under false pretences.
81 will give that promise" said Zaidee, each
moment gaining more confidence in herself.
She glanced around as if anxious to ascertain
that no one was near. They were quite alone
not living creature was in sight,, and the
most profound and melancholy silence reigned
around, broken now and then only'by the low
COO of lonely dove.
Mr.. Gadbury looked at the mulatto as if he
would read her very soul. She returned his
scrutiny with gaze equally steady; although
his eyes were clear, piercing and threatening
in their light, her air was assured and full Of
insolence.
Cecilia, though invisible to the actors of
this scene, saw and heard all that passed be-
tween them.
"You know, Mr.. Gadbury, that have
lived in your family, off and on, for years.
You know your wife dismissed me from SER
vice not long ago. 1t was not from any DISC
bedience or disrespect of mine, that she dis
missed me. 1t was only because, just by
chance one day, when 1 sat sewing in her
dressing and needed finer thread than |
had been using, 1 went into little box made
with shells, that she had in her room, and
there found the picture Of a man. l stood
looking at it. 1t was 50 beautiful [ couldn't
help it, and she came in and caught me, and
was very angry, and said 1 was insolent, and
dismissed me- That was the real reason ; al
though she said to others that | was always
quarreling with the other servants, and that
| DeSlueS, WIS very AluPeIIi IiieuI'
Clarence Gadbury had become suddenly
very attentive.
"She may have hidden the picture now, for
aught I know, being as 1 know of her having
it,"
"Well, we'll, never mind that! Ifyou have
anything to tell, tell it," said Mr.. Gadbury,
impatiently.
"Well," answered the mulatto "she after
ward met me in the woodland, near the large
gate, and lashed me across the shoulders with
her riding-whip, and in revenge, I'm going
to tell all 1 know"
"Continue then," said Gadbury, the lines
of his mouth tightening, and his hands me-
chanically clcnching."
"You have two strange gentlemen visiting
you this summer Your wife is in love with
one of them, and she meets him on the cliffs,
and in Finnell's Woods, and every where she
can. Iprowl around, and I found all this out
very easy. You could have found out your
self, if you had had good eyes in your head"
Mr.. Gadbury interrupted her with fiery,
furious look that made her shudder; but, with
All effort he calmed himself and ordered her
to continue.
"They write letters to each other. | saw
him, one day, hide one under particular
stone, and after he went away took it, be-
cause intended, sooner or later, to tell you
everything, and 1 wanted proof of what
said"
"And what did you do with the letter ?"
asked Gadbury, excitedly, all his calmness
gone forever.
81 have it! Oh ! have it But did
nothing at all with it" said the mulatto, in
differently, "becausc knew you didn't want
the world to know that your wife had another
lover beside yourself"
Clarence Gadbury grew faint, and shud-
dered as if his heart had been pressed in an
iron wise. His eyes were wild; and before
she could elude his grasp, he caught the wo-
man by the throat and holding her thus in
grip that was like that of death, he said,
hoarsely-
"That letter! Give me that letter |" bring
ing his face close to her, and Kissing and spit
ting out the words like demon.
81 can't do anything while you choke me
so," she gasped, "I'm-losing-my breath"
Her eyes were fairly starting from their
sockets, and her dusky face was crimson.
Gadbury, mastering his awful passion, re-
1o,coJ bor broof but hold hor arm
"Give me the letter." he said, sternly.
"Let me breathe, sir" she gasped, fumbling
in the bosom Of her dress as she spoke, and
mechanically producing the Identical letter.
"Here it is, sir; and l hope you'll pay me
something for securing il"
The writing was known to Gadbury. 1t
was McDonalds. Gadbury would never for
get it. He saw it that night Mcdonald wrote
the note at the opera and the hieroglyphs had
stamped themselves in burning letters on his
brain and his heart.
He read the letter and put it in his pocket
with every appearance of tranquility, and
then fxedly regarding the woman again, whom
he still held by the arm in a grip of steel, he
asked-"Do you know any thing more? If
so, out with it! Make clean breast of the
whole affair with me-
He tried to smile but the muscles of his
mouth refused to act deceitfully, and moisture
clung to his brow in great drops that were
pitiful to see.
The mulatto did not appear to notice this
attempt of Gadbury's to regain his compo-