The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1883-09-22
THE LlVYER'S SECRET
By B. L. Farjeon, Author OF Bread,
Cheese and Kisses"
CHAPTER v.-CoNr1NuEn.

up; cor should reach here by that time,
rather, for it's. generally five minutes
late
You have been here since six
o'clock"
"Since ten minutes to six, my dear
Ellinor. l gave my yalise to porter,
and walked over from the station in a
quarter of an hour"
You have been here since six, and
have never told me of your arrival,
never shown yourself in the houser'
Il have shown myself to Sir Lionel.
| had some very important business to
arrange
Important business?' she asked.
Yes, to prepare for this journey to
Paris, which you are so bent upon tax
ing"
A crimson flush suffused her face, as
she exclaimed:
MIR Daltonr'
Yes" he said, quietly, folding and
sealing a letter as he spoke, :" it is very
contemplate, is it not? Coming unex-
pectedly into the house by the con-
servatory entrance, which, as you know,
to anyone arriving from the station,
saves about two hundred yards, heard,
invOluntarily, part of a conversation,
which had so great an effect on me as
to induce me to remain where ! was.
and, involuntarily, hear the remainder. "
A listener" she said, with a sheer
Yes; it is on a par with all the rest,
is it not? An avariciouS man, a money
grubbing miser; or, perhaps even worse
"a dishonest Spectator with the money
of other people. o, Ellinor Dalton, if
ever the day should come (hcaven for
bid that l should wish to hasten it by
an hour when i shall be free to say
to you about half dozen words, how
bitterly you will regret your expressions
of to-day. But l do not wish to re-
proach you; it is our bad fortune, yours
and mine, TO be involved in Il very pain
full situation, from which, perhaps,
nothing but a rupture of the chain
which unites us could extricate u.s. You
have taken the initiative. You would
leave me, and return to your aunt,
in Paris. So be it. Cor
MFR. Daltonn'
Something in his manner. in spite of
her long-cherished prejudices against
him, impresses and affects her, and she
stretches out her hand, deprecatingly
"Go, Eliinor! |, too, am weary of
this long struggle; this long conflict
with appearances, which, in spite OF
myself, condemn me. am tired to
the very heart of these perpetual appeals
to your generosity and confidence
tired of trying to win the love of q
woman who despises me-"
" Mr. Dalton, if-if-I have miscon-
strued" - she says, with tenderness
unusual with her in addressing her
| husband.
"Byou have misconstruedn' he ex-
claimed, passionately. mo, Ellinor,
no! it is too late now for explanations;
besides, 1 could give none better than
those you have already heard-too late
for reconciliations; the breach has been
slowly widening for three long years,
and tonight look at you across an i'm
passable abyss and wonder that / could
have ever thought, as heaven knows ]
once did, of ultimately winning youl
love-"
There are tears in his voice as he
says these last words, and the emotion
SO strange to the ordinary manner O
the young barrister, affects Ellinor very
much.
''Mr Dalton! Henry
''You wish to 90 to Paris, Ellinor You
shall 90! But the man who accompanie,
you thither must be Henry Daltonn'
"You will take me there?" she asks
Eyes, and will place you under you
aunt's protection. From that momen
your are free Of me forever You vii
have about two hundred a year to live
upon. 1t is not much out Of three
thousand, is it?' he said, laughing bit
terly; but give you my honor it is al
can afford, as shall want the rest fol
myself" He looked at his watch. -
quarter past twelve he said. Wral
yourself up warmly, Ellinor 1t will b,
a cold journey. ! will ring for tn,
people to take your trunks down to tn,
carriage"
But Henry" she took his hand il
hers; Henry, something in your man
ner tonight makes me think that | hav
wronged you. | won't go to Paris.
win remain with you will trus
you"
He pressed the little hand lying il
his very gently. and said, looking ut he
gravely and sadly, with thoughtful tu'
eyes:
" You cannot, Ell'nor No, 20, i
far better, believe ne !, j.. ] HAY
borne the struggle 10; thrye Years
do not think that | c uid endr2 i e.
another day. Ellis nr 81 !. =. /
lady's maid entered IT, ,,ar. "'r.r.
to his summons. "YOu viii see ths
, this letter is taken TO Mr. Horac
, Margrave, Immediately, and then loo
: to these trunks being carried dow
stairs. Now, Ellinor, if you are ready?
She had muffied herself hurriedly
a large velvet cloak, while her mai
brought her her bonnet, and arrange
the things which she was too agitate
to arrange herself.
She stopped in the hall, and said:
81 must say goodbye to HoraC
Margrave, and explain this change
our plans"
my letter has done that, Ellino
| AOu Will nOt npCth OllO @NOIu W 1Olda
Margrave while am beneath this roof.
"As you WILL" she answers, submit
) sively.
She has suddenly learned to subm
r to, if not to respect, her husband
Henry Dalton is very silent during Il
; short drive to the railway station, an
when they alight he says:
| sGYol1 rvOY1Id lilo 70 bova Ei1;c mi
you, would you not?'
She assents, and her maid follows HI
into the carriage. It seems as if h,
husband were anxious to avoid q tete-,
| tete with her.
Throughout the four hours journe,,
Ellinor finds herself involuntarily watcl
ing the calm, grave face OF her husban
under the dim carriage lamp. 1t is in
possible to read any emotion on tn
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