The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1882-09-03

OIl, NVll lNl', INV
"You ask me no questions about last
night, y he says, suddenly, land there is
something | must say to you. Get rid
of that fellow Ridgway, the under
gardener, 1t was he opened the library
window for me. lie is untrustworthy,
and too fond of filthy lucre ever to come
to good, bribed him"
lie is now speaking with some diff
Guilty, and is looking, not at her, but at
the pattern he is drawing on the soft
loan at his feet.
"Brbed him?" says Mona, in an indie
scribable tone.
Eyes. knew about the secret panel
from Warden, old Elspeth's nephew,
who alone, think, knew Of its exist
ence. | was determined to get the will.
1t seemed to me, cries he, with excite
ment, mo such great crime to do away
with an unrighteouS deed that took
from an elder son without Just cause
his honest rights, to bestow them upon
the younger What had my father done?
Nothing His brother, by treachery
and base Subterfuge, suppanted him,
and obtained his birthright, while he,
my father, was cast out, disinherited,
without hearing"
Ilispassion carries Mona along with it,
at was unjust, no doubt; it sounds
so, she says, family, Yet even as she
speaks she closes her little fingers reso-
lutelyupon the parchment that shall re-
store happiness to Nicholas and dear,
pretty Dorothy.
ITO return to Ridgway,n says Paul
Rodney. pulling himself up abruptly,
See him yourself, beg of you, as a
last favor, and dismiss him. Send him
over to me; | will take him back with
me to Australia and give him fresh
start in life. | owe him so much, as
was the first to tempt him into the
wrong path: yet | doubt whether he
would have kept straight even had he
not met me, He is ma,UntS SJet all
through.
"Suroly,n thinks Mona to herself,
"this strange young man is not alto
gether bad. lie has his divine touches
as well as another"
II will do as you ask, y she says, Won
dering when the interview Will come to
an end.
After all, am glad Nicholas is not
to be routed, y he says, presently, with
some WEAKNESS in his tone. The. game
WASH worth the candle should new
or have been able TO do the grind Seig-
uetl as he does it. | suppose ! am not
to the manor born, Besides, bear him
no malice,
His tone, his emphasis on the pro-
noun, is significant
"Why should you bear malice to any
Oney' saws Mona. uneaSily.
Your husband called me thief.
have not forgotten that" replies he
gloomily, the dark blood of his mothers
race rushing to his cheek. II shall re-
member that insult to my dying day,
And let him remember this, that if ever
meet him again, alone, and face to
face, / shall kill him for that word
alone"
"Oh, no. no!'' says Mona, shrinking
from him. why cherish such revenge
in your heart? Would you kill me, too,
that you speak like this? Fling such
thoughts far from you, and strive after
good. Revenge is the food of fools"
"Well, at least ! shan't have many
more opportunities of meeting him,
says Rodney. II shall leave the country
Just as soon as | can. Tell Nicholas
to keep the title with the rest. | shall
never use it. And now growing very
pale, sit only remains to say goodbye"
Goodbye, - says Mona, softly, giving
him her hand. He keeps 1t fast in both
his own. Just at this moment II daWnS
upon her for the first time that this man
loves her with a love surprising that of
most men. The knowledge does not
raise within her breast-as of course it
should do feelings of virtuOus indigna-
ton: inc eel | regret to say that my
heroine Il Is nothing but a deep and
earne' pity, that betrays itself in her
expressive face.
Last night you called me Paul, Do
you remember? Gail me it again tor
the last time he entrcats, in a low
tone. 81 Shall never forget what ] felt
then. If ever in the future you hcal
good Of me. believe it was through you
it sprung TO life. Till my dying day
your image will remain with me. Say
now, Goodbye, Paul, before GO
Goodbye, dear Paul, says Mona
very gently, impressed by his evident
grief and earnestueSs.
"Good-bye my--my beloved--cousin,'
he says, in cboked voice. think the
last word is an after-thought. lie is
tearing himself from all he holds most
sacred upon earth, and the strain is
terrible, lie moves reSolutely few
yards away from her as though deter
mined to put space between him ant
her. yet then he pauses, and as though
poWcrlcsS TO withdraw from her pres
enCe, returns again, and, finging him
self on his knees Ipfarp her prpSSpg