The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1882-07-07
THE LAWYERS SECRET
BY b. L. Farjeon. Author Of "Bread
Cheese and Kisses"
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CHAPTER Iu.-CoNrINUED.
Henry, Henryr' she exclaimed
Mr.. Dalton, what, in Heavens name
does this mean?''
Nothing that in the least can affec
you, Ellinor. A business disagreement
between myself and Mr. Margrave
nothing morer'
His wife looks away from him, scorn.
fully, and turning to Horace Margrave,
rests her hand on the scroll-wOrk al
the back of the chair in which he i:
seated.
1t is so small an action in itself; bu
1t says, as plainly as words could evel
speak 1t is he whom trust in spite
of you, in spite of the world"
1t is not lost on Henry Dalton, who
looks grave, reproachful glance, and
says:
''Under these circumstances, then,
Mr.. Margrave''-
81 had no right to come here.
Granted and should not have come,
butt
He hesitated a moment, and Ellinor
interrupted him''-
Il wrote to my guardian, requesting
him to call on me. Mr.. Dalton, what
is the meaning of this? What mystery
does all this conceal? Am l to see my
best and oldest friend insulted in my
own hOuse?"
ga married woman has no friend but
her husband; and may not choose to
receive Mr.. Margrave as visitor in our
house." Henry Dalton says, coldly and
.gravely.
You shall not be troubled any
longer with Horace Margrave's society,
Mr.. Dalton" The lawyer rises as he
speaks, and walks slowly to the door.
Woodworking" He has his hand
upon the lock, when he turns. and,
with a tone of Suppressed emotion in
his voice, says to Mrs. Dalton; " Ellinor,
both her hands to him. He catches
them in his, bends his dark head over
them for moment, as he holds them in
his grasp, and then says: "Forgive me,
Ellinor, and farewell!''
He is gone. She rushes out on the
landing place, and cries after him:
''Mr. Margrave, guardian; Horace,
come back-if only for one moment,
come backr'
Her husband follows her, and catch
ing her slender wrist in his strong hand
leads her into the drawing-room.
"EllinOr Dalton, choose between that
man and me. Seek to renew your ac-
quaintance with him, or hold any COM
munication whatever with him, that
does not pass through my hands, and
we part forever!''
She falls sobbing into her chair.
my only friend,' she cries; "my
only, only friend, and to be parted from
him thus!''
Her husband stands at little distance
from her, earnestly, sadly watching her,
as she gives passionate vent to her wild
-outburst of emotion.
"What wretchedness! what utter
wretchedness"' he says aloud. ''And
no hope of a termination to it, no chance
OF an end to our misery!'
CHAPTER w.
HORACE MARGRAvE AT BALDWIN COURT.
Henry Dalton prospered in his beloved
profession. Gray-headed old Judges
talked over their after-dinner port of the
wonderful acumen displayed by the
young barrister in the most important
and difficult cases. One, two, three
years passed away, and the name of
Dalton began to be one of mark upon
the Northern circuit. The dawn often
found him working in his chambers in
Paper Buildings, while his handsome
wife was dancing at some brilliant as
:sembly, or listening to the vapid plati-
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and silent adorers. With Ellinor Dali
ton, to be unhappy was to be reckless.
Hers was that impulsive and emotional
nature which cannot brood upon its
griefs in the quiet circle of solitary
home. She considered herself wronged
by her husbands parsimony. still more
deeply wronged by his cold reserve,
and she sought in the gayest circles of
fashionable London for the peace which
had never dwelt at her cold and deserted
hearth.
..His profession is all in all to him."
she said: "but there is at least the world
left for me; and, if 1 cannot be loved, /
will prove to him that, at any rate, l
can be admired"
At many of the houses in which she
was constant visitor, Horace Margrave
was also familiar guest. The fashion
able and wealthy bachelor lawyer was
sure of a welcome wherever mamma
had daughters to marry or papa money
to invest or mortgages to effect. To her
old guardian Ellinor's manner never
underwent the slightest shade of
change.
You may refuse to admit him here;
you may forbid my correspondence with
him. acknowledge the right you ex-
.ercise so harshly," she would say to her
husband, "but you cannot shake my
faith in my dead fathers friend. You
cannot control my sentiments toward
the guardian of my childhood"
But by degrees she found that Horace
Margraye was to be seen less frequently
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