Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1884-02-22
CHAPTER xxx.

tlemen alighted from carriage nj the
smaller entrance to one of the London
prisons. But only one of them went fur
Their than the prison court. This one,
warder conducted to the lenst oppressive
part Of tho grim building, whore lie pass
cd him on to another warder, who took
him along corridor, and up some stone
stairs, opposite which was row OF doors
Number 81, said the guide, sorting
his keys but the visitor kept silence.
He looked very pale and eager this
visitor, and his face was the face Of man
who had come through great suffering,
and could hardly realize that it was over.
He was actually trembling while the
warder unlocked the door and when he
said, "You can go in, sir, agitation had
so deadened his senses, that the dim room
was almost dark to him.
He stood n moment after the door closed
behind him, tremulous and stupehed.
But soon the dimness grew lighter TO him,
and he saw those eyes lifted to his whose
angelic clearness no shadow on the out
ward lot could darken.
The face was marble, the sweet, firm
lips were pallid, for Lucia felt that. her
fate had been decided, and she might be
branded a murderess now but there was
no faltering in the gaze that asked to
know the worst.
II bring good news, said Cecil, speak
ing with half sob, Lis emotion at meet
ing her again under such circumstances
increased four-fold by the evidence OF how
terribly she had suffered. "The verdict
was murder against BE Indian. I have
an order for your release, dear, honorsd
one ~
These words came in the sob with which
he bent over the blanched, wasted hand
which Lucia held out to him
| She had shed no tears since she was ar
rested, but they came now, soothing. gen
tie tears Of blessed relief, shed upon the
breast which she knew had been SO sore
| ly burdened for her sake.
| Joy has its solernuity as well MS sorrow,
and very solemn was the Joy OF those first
moments when two people who had loved
each other in DESPAIR dared look in each
others eyes for the day-dawn of an IN
speakable hope. There are some things
which cannot be recorded, and the sensa-
tions with which the Counts widow and
the Oriental scholar looked back on the
past and forward to the future, belong tc
the category OF the understandable.
Ii Mr.. Foljambe had been IL young
man he might have felt impatient at nav
ing to wait 50 long before Cecil reIoinec
him with the released lady. But the
gladness, as well AS the griefs, of long
life have taught him patience and consid
Grafton.
He received Lucia with fatherly being
nifty, and then the three drove at once t
Bayswater
In the home Of the music critic, who's
presiding genius was Il gentle only daugh
ter every ready attention and delicate
svmuatby awaited the Young girl widow
to whom life's Interest sorrows had com,
whilst youth was fresh.
TO the nuiet family dinner at half-pas
six there sat down the two ladies', Luci.
and Miss Foliambe doth shy and httl
frightened OF each other. but hopeful
that each would turn ont rs delightful n
she lookelD the venerable head OF tn
household his y3ung friend Cecil ehes
terton. and the LAWYERS son Frank, who's
glowing satisfaction at the establishment
Of his clients innocence was subdued b,
the awfulpess of some intelligence tina
reached him lust as he was leaving the
Office
He kept silence about 1t till the ladies
had gone away together to the drawing
room but when they were safely out o
hearing, he said, with terse emphasis
eve shall have another inquest to-mor
row !"
His two companions gazed at him
speechless.
cat four o'clock this afternoon" h,
continued, 1.-THE attendant who went int
Seshaya Sastri's room found him stretch
ed on the sofa dead A bottle, OF lndla1
workmanship, supposed to have contain
ed poison, was on the floor The daSgel
with which he stabbed Piero had been
taken from him, but he must have secret
ed the poison about his person before 70
attended the inquest, snd lta presence
was never suspected. Probably h
thought the evidence would go agains
him. and determined to be prepared fol
the woret
| Tvs ~. interval Of silence after
this.
| Mr.. Follambe broke 1t by saying, while
he laid his hand on Cecils, The Blacl
Pearl is safe at last -
Eyes" was the response, prefaced by {
l,sigh Of grave relief. "Seshaya Ssstri'.
race ends with himself"
Happiness has no history. With the
/ death OF Cecil CleStertOl Zoe. ali tntTt
was of adventure in his life practically
Tended. He asked for and obtained
three months extension of his leave o.
absence. and few weeks before it CLOSED
he led TO the altar the woman men haC
once called an Ice Flower for her cold
ness. But no one but Cecil knew how
completely the pseudouvm ceased to ap
plv to her for only he who shared i
| .ko,,
mutual love obhter.tel the past.
They were married quietly from Mr.
Fulialabes house early IN September, an,
went away to spend brief honeymoon il
, little Surrey Village.
There was one episode in Lucia's lis
tory which she had declined to tell Ceci