The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-05-26

"Why do you get down at my feetr' said
the artist
because it is my rightful place" replied
the young woman, blushing. II am your
slave henceTorth."
."Nonsense, Miss Van Duyne! What
have done in your behalf would have done
for any one similarly situated"
II know that" she murmured-'I know
that. You are so goodr
James Dalton was more than ever en-
tranced.
''How came you TO make such an sltera-
ton in your dressf" he asked, Suddenly
looking down at her plain habiliments.
Miss Van Duyne smiled sweetly.
"What wore was far too extravagant for
these humble surroundings, Mr.. Dalton"
she said, land was also forced to consult
the feelings of another; Miss Suydam is bet
ter able to dress richly, for she has money
to supply her wants, while / am dependent
upon-upon you. 1t would show sad lack
taste were l to deck myself in my old fnery.
admirable humilty| thought James
Dalton. "Well, throw away everything
which will remind you of your former lie,
he said "and whatever you desire in the
way of clothing am prepared to get. l
mike this proviso: you must order nothing
of inferior quality; everything must be OF
the very best the market affords.
I-I should scarcely care to do that"
stammered Miss Van Duyne.
"Why not?"
because II am afraid it is too much to
expect you to provide for me so bountitully.
And, besides my demands, under such cir
cumstances, might be extravagant, for my
notions OF living are high and need to be
| curbed."
"Do not let that annoy you, Miss Van
Duyne. You are not at all likely to make
any demand which I am unable to meet
But before we proceed any further, must
have more information in regard to your
past life; it is absolutely necessary, for many
reasons. have not troubled you hitherto,
because l did not--do not now-wish to
give YOU unnecessary pain, but am obliged
to ask for more enlightenment"
Miss Van Duyns's head dropped and the
color mounted to her temples. She drew
away q few yards, as if she would gladly
have escaped from the room.
''Do not be too exacting" she moaned.
81 am not at all exactine. l wish to save
you future trouble by knowing how to act. y
I-I cannot tell you, Mr., Dalton" sobbed
the young woman.
'You must! You must tell me oil, and
tell me before leave this house"
"All2"
Eyes, all, if you would save yourself un-
told misery"
"But you would put me away from you
you would detest me-"
'No, l should esteem you the more fol
your confidence"
"But it is such terrible story, and-and
then you would bring the police down upor
my brother George.
"That would not be your fault, and yor
would be as guilty aS he is were you to re
main silent.
Il cannot tell' repeated Miss Van Duyne
still weeping.
"Do not be foolish" said James Dalton
in tender tone. II have no time to waste
to-day, and l am here, principally, to SET
YOU, Miss Van Duyne. Clarce will renair
ort of the room until our interview is over
and she need know nothing Of what passe
between us; trust me, who am your friend
to keep sacred whatever you disclose"
His manner seemed to win the strickel
creature, and, at last, with choked utter
ance and an averted fnce, she told him tn
story of her life.
1t was a painful revelation of brother
wicked deeds-a brother who had cause
the death of a fond mother by his evi
courses and turned the affection of tathe
for his daughter to an intense hatred.
As she concluded her recital, Miss Val
DUNES head sunk forward upon the arm O
u chair beside her.
James Dalton made move to go to her
but checked himself and sat down again.
"rhere is nothing in what you have toll
me" he said "that can be attributed t
wickedness on your part. Your brothe
told an infamous lie, which implicated yo
told it for the sake OF money. His pic
failed. and you were both cast off. Sti
YOU clung to your vicious brother and er
deavored to reform him. You are marty
he is a scoundrel, and merits hangingP
There was pause.
, Presently Jame' Dalton broke the silence
"There is one thing else which l wish
ask you, Miss Van Duyne. Of whom wei
{ YOU talking when l met you with yor
: brother on Broadway?
"That is more than can say" answere
Q the young woman, without lifting her hea'
|, "Well, to speak plain, whose murder wi
= he plotting?"
Miss Van Duyns sprang to her feet, as
!. shot, and turned toward the artist fa
o white as marble.
o "Who says he is murderer" she d
It manded.
"No one has said so-do not be alarm
r. but were you not conversing on that horr
topic? Did not your brother say that
y would use knife rather than allow SOL
ia mysterious womans plans to fail, and d
n you not tell him that he was making hims'
% absurd, and that he had not sufficient cot
age to take another's life?"
The color began to return to Miss V
i. Duyne's cheeks, and she broke into a b.
terical laugh
IL remember now, she said. "How y
at frightened me! George had planned ou
r burglary, which, if successful, would ha
q benefited Jess, the wife of one of the baI
NJ George was determined TO see it acco
r. plished, and he lead the expedition, whi
n was success, and no one was hurt, for
We one interfered.
es A feeling that he had been checkmat
is crept over James Dalton.
it "And that is alp he said.
ps 'sThat is ALL Mr.. Dalton"
t. Zone more question-your brother be
IL the name of Kicker, does he not?'
ns "Yes-that is his assumed name?'
~ James Dalton rose from the arm chair q
nd walked over 10 where Miss Van Duyne sto
e. looking dejectedly at the carpet.
"You have done well, he said, 'in Ike
ke ing no part of your history back. Fr
tins hour | am your brother. You can
il main here until have finished some
an portant work which / have on hand, AM
will never intrude upon your privacy.
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