Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1883-06-21


The tones were gentle; the face
seemed to be donning, as best it could
a tender look. But the mans gazt
grew even sterner as he listened.
"You can no longer deceive me
Monnie you have lied to me, and you
know it."
She raised her hands and regarded
him with an astonished air.
"Yehave not found it, Walter Pen
ravenp Ye cannot yet marry the
bonnie lady ye love SO dear? More's
the pity. ah-a-day; it's a sight to see
her blue eyes shine when they speak
of ye. Ah-a-dayl if knew how to
weep"
"Look here, Monnier He inter
rupted her fiercely. and unconsciously
his hand frightened on her shoulder,
"'tis is all very fine acting, but 1 vii
have no more of it. l have never dis
trusted you till now, because, though
you have seemed always to hate all
others, from boy you have been kind
to me. What your Object is / know
not, but know you are deceiving me.
Once for all, I want that paper. 1t is
necessary to my happiness, and-I must
have it, Monnie. 1 am SO poor, how
1 can ever marry her without it?''
He paused with a sudden, eager be-
seeching glance in look and tone. But
she only gazed at him in the same
quiet way.
"You will not give it to meP 1
tell you l will have it, Monnie. Re-
member what you told me; how it
came into your possession, the share
you had in the theft. If you do not, 1
will have you punished; you shall pay
the penalty to the full Only give it
to me, and-yes, even she shall never
know our secret. You shall have
money, Monnie; a."
He paused again suddenly, startled
at the strange light in her eyes. She
had never before so looked at him.
"And so ye think all the witch
wants is gold, Walter Penraven? 1
tell ye there are things more precious
to such as me. And what care I for
judges and prison walls? Once for all,
if ye want the paper, find it, all of ye.
Dig little deeper, boy, and I'll war
rant ye the treasure
She shook off his hand with a low,
scornful laugh, and began stirring
again the mixture on the Goals. He
watched her with a detected air, the
belief quickly flashing on him that
there was no truth in all this story,
that she was deceiving him all through.
One little minute, then with sudden
loathing of her presence he strobe out
of the hut.
The man without had but time to
shrink backward as he passed by him.
For the first time he realized what he
was doing. What business had he
listening there? Shame and surprise
held him spellbound ere he followed up
the sands. And. despite him, he heard
the muttered words:
Il have it safe where he will never
find it. 1t is necessary to his happi-
ness, he said. Ha, ha that is the yery
reason 1 risked to steal it. Dead Of
Penraven, what happiness do [ owe
your son? All dayl We scorned my
poor BARN, ye tortured her, but l am
having my revenge! To pretend to
love him as ye pretended, to deceive
him as ye deceiyed-w what pleasant
wo-k was that! To torture him-ah !
waited long for it. But the time has
come, dead of Penrayen; thanks to
old Edgerly the time has come at
last r
Despite him that moment he
glanced back again within. Despite
him, truly, for fate had so ordained it.
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"Benham & Keats
The girl sighel wearily as she read
the card the servant brought her. Ben
ham s. Keats again 1t had been little
but Benham & Keats since her father
died, two weeks ago. She had the
average girls dislike to law, and now
law was odious to her; she had lost in
terest even in her own legal concerns,
in the strange mystery of her affairs.
But it must be gone through with
she supposed, and, suppressing yawn,
she advanced to meet a caller.
"Miss Edgerly?'
Not Benham nor Keats, the tall,
handsome man who stood before her.
She was so relieved, so Pleased, that
involuntarily she extended her hand as
she asked him to be seated.
1t was pleasing contrast-the d Ii
cate beauty of the girl in frame of the
CHEEKY parlor, to the weird things he
had seen without. lie regarded her
as in long years he had not regarded
women ere he spoke again.
"I am Philip Greatorex, Miss Ed
gerly, chief clerk with Benham &
Keats"
"Oh, are you? am sorry. I am
SO tired of it all, you see" she added
apologetically.
II am sorry for what I am com
missioned to tel you, Miss Edgerly
Your-fa -father's-yyill has been found y