New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1880-11-21
n.uy TRIBUNE SUNDAY NOVEMBER 81


ried manner OF leaving town prevented their
thanking you in person when You called VIII
Won do me the honor to pass few days at my
house in this Old-iashicned vllagef Ii VIII
give me great pleasure 20 receive you, and 20
show my appreciation Of the kind services you
rendered one or my daughters some months
ago. to which you have now added another to
the list. | inclose the trains pray take which
best suits yOu.-Yours sincerely,
HENRY KENDALL
Needless TO saw accepted che invitation by
reruIn of post. Two days later, the O'Clock
EXPRESS saw me speeding on my way THIS time
with every assurance OF meeting La Mystere
face TO face and learning at last somewhat or
her history, past and present. and maybe form
for both of ia some possible future.
AT ST. Mary Cray alighted. groom came
forward moment more and we were bowling
along over fine country road, past the oiu
gray church with its graveyard. nestled IN tne
very heart of the poorer cottages; paSD cue
rapid river Cray, dear to followers OF old lZaIh,
and down the pretty winding road toward n
large group OF trees at the extreme END OF ILLS
quaint Kentish village. A drive of less than
baf an h0ur brought us TO the lodge gates theh
a moment more, and the Pri0ry stood peiore
rs; a dear old fashiOne1 lattced- wIudOWed
house, with m overfanging roof, and triple
chimneys of the Tudor period. The door stood
open il always was open, that door, testllylng
mutey to the hospitality OF all who dwet
within.
A fine handsome old man came OUT TO meet
me, with snow white hair, crisp and youthful,
! standing about his head.
So he cried in ringing voice This Is
| Mr.. EarnsfOrd. We have you at last, and are
delighted to sec you, sir Then turning TO
some one within, he called: Here, easel, tell
| Cora and Dorothy. Nj. EarnstOrd has come
Some things come to one by instinct: knew
| that w easel could be other than one OF
| the small Japs, and my instinct proved correct.
! Presently there appeared the delicate, fragile
! LOOKING lady assisted at the opera, and 40 her
! side The japanese boy, his saii0y complexion,
| black haIr and eyes, looking more dismal IMAM
| ever h. SIDE her llOwer-like harness
This is ny daughter. Lady Dlnsm0Ie, SaId
| Mr.. Kendall and this-,s my grandson;
I Thought the OIL mans happy face clOuued
| somewhat as he acknowledged the last reia-
| tionshp; and | experienced horrible seu7'
| tion of the inevitable creep over me, - found
! here at the threshold IF her own nome, evidence
! OF Dorothy's being the mother OF thrse child
! rem. La Mystere must OF necessity be Dot0Ihy'
! for had | not heard them all address Lay
/ DiusmOre as Cora. ana then too, mo me not
| lust the face for Il Dorothy, not beautiful, 0uf
| bright, and fan, and proud g.
! The day waned and M Dorothy appeared /; n
was not until dinner time that saw Hef. one
| came into the dIawIng-roOm last 81 all, wearing
! some kind OF thin black gown tbat showed her
! white arms and neck. with bunch OF roses at
| her waistbaud Mr. Kendall simply sara
| You and Dorothy are old companions no
need 10 introduce you. WHAT makes you 50
Angei would not go to sleep she answered
! in low voice. L had to sing TO Her uhJii she
! did IL.
! face that | had noticed when he spoke ct
! Weasel He said a Ittie sharply ~
| You take too much care Vi those children,
| Dorothy. Leave them mOIe 20 the nurses g.
| i cannot, papa. You know promised him:.
! well. well, never mind, my dear; we Woh
/ discuss it, Mr. Eausiord. II you give your
/ ann 10 Lady DinsmOrc-DOllv, vOu come With
/ m sorry George wasn't abb TO come down
| tonight. but IN NJ P.s always busy nova
| DAYS.
! 4 most agreeable dinner followed, and one |
! should have better enjoyed had l not been
haunted by the all-pcl gadlng presence Oh the
/ two absent Jals and b. the halt sac expression
mon Dorothy's face, that nd settled there
/ after her mention of him. Could il be possible
/ that this sweet EugllshvCmrn regretted her
: japanese husband! -.
/ OpIv one circumstance gave me hope, her
/ name: sandwich had o truly English Iln@' ana
/ could not be orenralZad. shortly, however
fhof faint consolation was destroyed by my
servant who. wOI 81 GOSSIP than any lemAlr-
/ de-chambte poured ont t0 me me tact5 tnat sHe
/ had taken the name OF SaudNe ell from an old
! amt whose property She had inherited, the
Inc boinG tarr of the legacy. 'rley do say
| SIR continued jackson, as ner own name WIS
/ II munstr0us quecr-sOlntlnS one. NIle ai"dy ,
| called Mistress Dorothy thrOCen the house' ana
] bss only been home % -hult tlmc-only sIhcc nv
/ adv's marriage; and When she ana come sue
| brought them fearful blacks WIN her. II =
! ehocjiuer to hear them a-caifng her m1nimd,
/ ant 1t don't seem natural as tIeY shoulu Oe
! Gas, nv fears and surinises we're rapidly be-
/ coming cprtdnties / felt that. eve long /
| must i0ak tine matter sQuarely m the iace "n 4
make M my mind that IN LOVING D"lo'hy /
nluyt love the JaDs rs well. In choosing hef TOT
my vife, must accept her past AMI her niue
/ a week. two weeks, were gone, and still
fingered at the Priory. Ny passion Tor DVtoUhy
/ hal become the prominent part Oh my uc'H =
! DIV bv day. hour by hour. 10 became more OD-
| vious tn me- that should part from her either as
! her future husband, or II Dpdly Wounded, IN
/ successful sutton. Yet, during these Two
/ weeks not one word had ever come 70 my ears
regarding her past life. She was stlil young
I roo vouny for her 10 have been anything more
| than a ain Of a girl when the heavy cares OF
/ life apparentiy became hers. She spoke seldom
/ of herself. never of her lite IN the states. ley
she was omen hearted a the day, ami talked
! well and earnestly on all SUBJECTS was most
| affectiOnate 10 MIR. Kendall. amt devoted 70 the
| LITTLE ones. The latter, by lucky accciuent,
we're confined to the nurseries WIN some chlu-
ish ailuent. She was never addressed save us
! Mistress Dorothy, OF Dolly adopted, haCur,
aIIv. the former; there was fitness IN !. that
Dleased me was she not my mistress, ana her
! hHmblesC serv1tOrf ~,
We'll. 10 cut it short we were walking home
| one evening from "A lawn party-tennls mao NOT
come into fashion in those days-giv en- at one
OF the neighbOrirg houses; Lady DIns%3ore, her
husband, Mr.. Kendall IN 'front.' Dolly anu
lettering behind them. 1t was a lovely moon
light night: the little river rippled Ike a
silver thread at our feet; the trees cast deep
shadows before us; the air was sweet with a
thcusan flowers. The influence OF the night
was not To be resisted. Another moment and
she knew Il all. Knew how loved her, how
nai fought OF that love, and how it would not
be conquered, but grew stronger and stronger
until it held. me captive, and made me sue Tor
heI love in selt-detence.
No Lovelace could have pleaded more
warmly, and no ClaIissa listened more coyiy.
The beautiful color stole over her tace, her
fnsion and the proud, handsome eyes were