The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1884-12-10
CALLED BACK.
A Well-Told Story Of Continuous
~. and Absorbing Interest.
by HUGH CONWAY.
CHAPTER V.--CoNTINUED.

what course to pursue. decided, after
ventilating various schemes, that 1
would take Pauline to my own rooms in
Walpole street. l knew the people of
the house well, and felt certain she
would be taken care of during my alb
sence; for, after a few hours repose, it
was my intention TO start in search of
Ceneri. i had written from Edinburgh
to Walpole street, telling the good peo-
pie there to be ready for me and whom
to expect; moreover, had again APP
pealed to my faithful old servant, Pris-
ella, and begged her to be at the house
awaiting my arrival. For my sake,
knew she would show every kindness
to my poor girl. So to Walpole street
we went.
All was in readiness for us. Priscilla
received US with eyes full of curious
wonder. l saw that her sympathies
were at once enlisted by Pauline's ap-
pearance. After a cup OF tea and some
thing to eat, / begged Priscilla to lead
my wife TO her room, that she might
take the rest she needed. Pauline, in
her childlike, docile way, rose and fol-
lowed the old woman.
"When you have seen to Mrs.
Vaughan's comforts, come back to me, y
] said; 81 want to speak to you."
Priscilla, no doubt, was only too eager
TO return to me. felt she was brim-
ming over with questions about my un-
expected marriage; but checked her
volubility. My face must have told her
that | had nothing pleasant to commu-
nicate. She sat down, and, as desired
her so do, listened without comment to
my tale.
Twas compelled to confde in some
one. The old woman, knew, was
trustworthy and would keep my affairs
secret So l told her all, or nearly all.
explained as well as / could Pauline's
mental state. l suggested all that my
short experience brought to my mind,
and prayed Priscilla, by the love she
bore me, TO guard and be kind in my
absence 10 the wife l loved. The
promise being given ! threw myself
upon the sofa and slept for several
hours.
In the afternoon saw Pauline again
asked her il she knew where could
write to Ceneri. She shook her head
"Try and think, my DEAR" / said.
She pressed her delicate fnger-tips
against her brow. ! had always noticed
that trying to think always troubled her
greatly. az a ~
Teresa knew" l said to assist her.
"Yes, ask her."
"But she has left us, Pauline. Can
you not tell us where she lisp" Once
more she shook her head hopelessly.
"He told me he lived in Geneva"
said. '"Do you know the streetPp
She turned her puzzled eyes to mine.
1sighed, l as knew my questions were
useless.
Still, find him l must. Iwould 90 to
Geneva. II the man was doctor, as he
represented himself, he must be known
there. II l could not find any trace Of
him at Geneva would try Turin. l
took my wife's hand.
AZ am going away for few days,
Pauline. You will stay here until / re-
turn. Every one will be kind to you.
Priscilla win get You all you want"
Eyes, Gilbert" she said, softly. /
had taught her to call me Gilbert.
Then, after some last instructions TO
Priscilla, started on my journey. As
my cab drove from the door / glanced
up at the window Of the room In which
had left Pauline. She was standing
there looking at me, and great wave
Of joy came over my heart, for l fan
oied that her eyes were looking sad,
like the eyes of one taking leave Of a
dear friend. 1t may have been only
fancy, but, as had never before even
fancied the expression there, that look
in Pauline's eyes was some comfort to
carry away with me.
And now for Geneva and II dottore
Ceneril