The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1881-02-01
TRACKING A CRIMINAL,
CONTINUED.
Paul wsbber, The Detective.

CNIVORY was no longer the man the
~ reader has seen camly fencing with
% magistrate and explaining away sus-
piclon after suspicion the police formed
against him. Then he was utterly upon
his guard, and no heat, no passion, no
eagerness betrayed itself Now the blood
coursed through his cheeks, his eyes
spoke as eagerly as his lips; movement,
life, were spread over his countenance,
and gave it marvellous charm. For
the first time in his life, perhaps, Austin
truly existed, absolutely comprehended
what 1t Is 10 live. Love had changed
him from cold, calculating man, into
an ardent unrehecting human being,
eager, young, and revelling in his
strength.
He was about to speak again, to lay
bare his very heart, when % summons
was heard at the door, and Weber was
announced.
A mere glance, and the detective COM
pretended what had happened. He
walked towards Margaret, a smile upon
his lips, asked how she was that morn
ing, and then turning to Sivory, he
added affecting great good-humor in his
voice, C So you are here, are you? And
here have been waiting at my hotel
for you the last hour and more"
Austin repeated to Webber the excuses
he he'd made to Margaret. Then Sivory
still overcame by his emotion, felt he
was too much weakened to sustain a
mere trivial conversation, and rising
upon the pretence of urgent business, he
took his leave of the supposed brother
and sister.
"Don't forget that you dine with me
to-day" said Webber.
Austin had reached the door when
these words struck upon his ears. He
turned, and was seeking an excuse to
prevent the meeting, when by chance
his sight fell upon Margaret, still lean
ing against the white marble, her elbow
upon the slab, her face partly shadowed
by her right hand, and apparently lost
in thought. Margaret appeared so mar
velously beautiful, that he had not the
power to refuse himself the glory of
again seeing her that evening.
"Quite true,n he said, "I shall he
punctual."
Sivory had been gone some moments.
Margaret remained silent; Webber, silent
also, watched her curiously. 1t was as
though he were endeavoring to read
her very heart; and that, as he pursued
this work, his strong life and soul were
torn within him. AT last this silent
agony probably became too terrible for,
suddenly, he came forward, and he said,
roughly, Well ?"
She started, looked at him, and then
said, in repellent voice, "I beg your
pardon did not know you were in the
ROOM"
g. 1 thought so," he replied, with
bitterness he could not conceal. Here
am no longer worth copper; for you
want my help no more, since see you
can carry on the plot without it. At
worst" he said, something of import
ance has resulted from this long inter-
view with him? ?"
Nothing" she replied,
Then we must begin again"
mo, no, MOI" she replied, eagerly.
Astounded by this reply, he was ques-
tioning her with a searching look,
when, suddenly, she abandoned her
position, came towards him, and said,
" DO you know that what we have been
doing is villainous ?"
I" How SO ?' he asked.
Because he loves and suffers.''
Ha is that so? He loves you, and
has told you So"
"Yes.n
"And you believe him 7"
do believe him."
Well, where is the difficulty?"
T" have no right" she replied,-"I
have no right to let him suffer as he is
suffering"
He looked at Margaret, fixedIy, and
said, in low, hard voice, "Do you
really believe you have no right to cause
suffering to the man who killed Graham
Forbes p''
/" But if he did not kill him ?'
oh then you have doubts now ?"
doubt" she replied, as her head
fell, and her face redeemed with shame
for her weakness "When he is not
here before me-" she contlnued,-"i
seems to me that he is guilty and then
the one desire of my life is to revenge
myself upon him. But when he is near
me, believe no more in his guilt