The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1875-07-17
CHAPTER NNIII.

Little conscious Of the nearness of a
person in whom he had more than ordi-
nary interest, Eugene Faber flung himself
mdolently into an easy chair, LIT fragrant
cigar, and looking at his watch, muttered
impatiently but loud enough to be heard
by his unknown visitor
- cannot understand what keeps Forest
away. IN time like this, too, when he
must know that am anxious to hear v hat
he knows about Esmond His note meant
something more than ordinary ] know,
and must know this evening. He IS
either drinking again, or else after that
soft headed Ellen at the Baronets. Well,
| have no objection to his getting soft on
her. 1t may answer my purpose to pump
her. OF to use her for tool when | bring
my game to a focus IN regard to the lovely
Eveline | made a bold strike to-day.
that Of making the old man believe that |
was rich. and that ! owned fabulous
amounts uf stock in various companies
The shy charmer has not forgotten Esmond
vet it is evident | do not fear the result
however. with the baroHet upon my side
Why does not that fellow come = he added
with an impetuOus energy. All foot
4
As he spoke the object Of his last re-
marks entered the room, and from her
place of coucealment through the crack in
the door, Eveline had an opportunity Of
seeing, for the first time, the man who was
regarded as Ellen's lover. She saw a
heavy, dark, coarse looking man, whose
features were PLAIN index to mind i'm
moral, and with tendency for evil. He
took seat with a careless swagger, and
then taking up decanter and glass which
stood upon the table before him, poured
out liberal potation of liquor.
You have been drinking again, For
est, said the ex secretary with an lll-con-
cealed look Of contempt and disgust.
"A little, Mr. Faber Good news makes
me lively, you know, replied the man
with a coarse sneer.
Despite the coolness he preserved, In
spite Of his companions tantallzlng retl-
cence on the subject so all important to
him. Eugene Faber moved in his chair II
ritably and anxiously, the desperate en-
joying his eagerness.
You have good news-what do you
mean ?! demanded Faber.
" You received my note Ii queried For
est
" Yes"
"As stated there, all is favorable to
your designs.
What do ! understand you to mean
by my designs p asked Fsber.
/" The placing Of your friend, Mr.. Es-
mond, in a place where he viii never
trouble you again"
What do you mean
That he is forever removed from your
path.
A look Of intense demoniac triumph and
vindictive qualification came over the fea-
lures Of Eugene Faber.
"Then Cecil Esmond is -
Drowned"
You know this n
eyes"
In the stiffness Of the room, in the silence
which followed this declaration, Eveline
Berton almost tainted Summoning a
strength almost unnatural, she bent heT
energies t. listen again.
"You see, resumed Forest after pause.
"There came into port this afternoon the
Australian trading vessel, Neptune. On
board were the captain, first mate and sew
eral men belonging to the ship Shooting
Star. They had been picked up IN starv-
ing condition a thousand miles from the
coast Of Australia in an open boat. They
told startling story when found. The
Shooting Star had encountered a terrific
gale few days out from port, and all on
board had been lost but themselves They
had managed to escape in the ships yawl
from the wreck Of the vessel which had
gone to pieces on ledge of rocks.
How many were there on the vessel !!
quired Faber interestedly.
Seven sailors, captain, first and second
mates, Cecil Esmond, or Raymond, and
Birney, detective officer of Sydney II
seems that the very day, or soon there
after, that Esmond landed in Sydney, thi:
Birney traced him out, arrested him, tool
him on board of the vessel and demanded
captain SCOTS assistance in aiding him tC
reconvey his prisoner to England"
| "And what became of the two 7"
"Birney was washed overheard. Ceci
Esmond and several others of the crew
went of in the hfe-boat before any on
else had left the vessl. The boat upturneC
| lust a. it left the vessel. In thGt sea, thu
captain says no one could possibly escape