Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1882-09-14
CHAPTER TX.

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CHAPTER TX. u.
1t was on the afternoon of the day
when Lady Langley, seated on a heap
of shawls beneath the ruined keep, re-
lated portion of Lord Alphington's
history that Mrs. Lemont, in restless
mood, paced to and fro in the drawing
room in Westbourne Grove.
She appeared troubled and uneasy.
Every now and then she stopped in her
impatient walk to look from the win
dow. To every sound that came from
below she listened intently. ~.
About the room were signs OF ap-
preaching departure. A large box con-
tanning MANY of the articles of luxury
which Bertha had noticed when she
called stood open on the floor. Mrs.
Lemont seemed to have been just en-
gagged in packing it. Through the half
open folding-doors other boxes were
visible. some already corded. The lit
tie white poodle had been left as lega-
cy to the people in the china-shop.
Mrs. Lemont was not really fond of an
imals-the dog had been only tempo
rary caprice. The cage of Java spar
rows stood outside the door, covered
with green baize, ready to travel under
the charge of the maid-servant, togeth-
er with collection of parcels, bags,
and band-boxes. enough for half doZ-
en- people to look after. 80
The clock on the chimney-piece rang
out five: then another quarter chimed,
and still Mrs. Lemont continued her
restless pacing.
"Why does he not come?n she mur-
INJURED, half aloud, as if, oppressed by a
sense Of loneliness, she was impelled to
address the inanimate objects around
her. He said he would be here this
afternoon. He told me to be ready to
go away with him, and am ready"
She pressed her open palms to her
temples, and then to her heart, signing
II know he no longer cares for me-
that he would rather l was out of his
way,n she continued to herself. 'And
I? Is it possible that / love him still,
after all these years of oppression.
neglect, and misery? / scarcely know
whether | love or hate him. He may
try me too far"
She stood for awhile leaning against
the frame of one of the windows. gaz-
ing into the busy street below. Omni-
buses, cabs, carts, ratified past without
.ceasing; a continual stream of foot
passengers hustled each other along the
pavement; customers went in and out
Of the opposite shops. Without, all
was life and animation; within, isOla-
tion and q dreary void. IN m ,sL !.
At last a .double-knock was heard at
the stfeet-door. Mrs. Lemont started
as if her ears had not been strained to
catch the sound She went to a side
table on which stood a decanter and
glasses, and, pouring out a glass of
wine, hastily swallowed it, and then
she threw herself into an easy-chair as
she heard steps quickly ascending the
stairs. "f''2
u The door opened and "a young man
entered, closing the door again, behind
him with slam. Mrs. Lemont rose to
meet him. but without any appearance
of the inlpafiencei she had previously
diSplayHd.s 9ifuF Ifs Ill ssttiIa3ss} Isi1 =
g You are late,,' she said. II have
been expecting you for. some time.n
t9 He met her with a kiss-0ne that
might be ealledfa matter-of-coufse
kiss, for it was given and received as
such. M
DMrs. Leihoiit returned to her seat,
and her visitor drew a chair up to the
table. III , ,,ss,itt, t,l.its,T i b.l!.. Il.
IT told YOU would come. / didn't
tell you at what times because y didn't
know myself Twas his reply TO her OBJ
servation. bsIiJ aa.s
He was man of about siX-and-
broad. broad .shoulaeredss loosely ~ knit