The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-10-24

crowd collected round somebody who had been taken i'll, and was being put into a cab. The road was blocked up partially, not entirely. There was room enough for the girls to pass, and could not un- derstand their stopping. The breach of discipline was explained when l got up to them. The lady who was being packed of home, having just recovered herself sufficiently to give her address, was Madame Laure. Elsie Tanner, one of the two in front, had caught sight of her face, and been too much startled and too sympathetic to go on.
 "Oh, Miss Mary, you can't think what she looked like She looked like death," l" the girl said afterward, describing it to my sister.
 made them all stand on one side and wait, while went up to the cab door and spoke to her; the policeman, who had come to her assistance assuring me, as did so, that it was a wonder she had not been run over, as they had found her swooning, half on the pavement, half on the road. The only person who had seen her fall was child of twelve or thirteen, who said she was not walking at the mo- ment, but standing looking at the colored pictures and reading, and that suddenly she had given little cry aud fallen back ward. There had been nobody else on the spot, apparently, five minutes before {; but now there was the inevitable crowd, pushing and pressing, and craning their necks for look at the sufferer, as though they had never seen sick woman bt fore. No wonder she looked scared as we'll as i'll.
 was hesitating whether to send Miss Crispin back with her-she assured me tue faintness was nearly over, and tha. she was liable to attacks of it, aud soon got the better of them-when Elsie put in an eager request that would intrust her with the charge; and, seeing that the girl really wished it, and that the distance was so short, l consented. It was well somebody should be sorry for the poor thing and ready to help her, and was ashamed Of myself for the irritation which possessed me with her for having made a scene in the street. l seemed to have neither heart nor conscience where Madame Laure was concerned 1; but there would be no lack of pity when once she got home to Mary. So let Elsie ge, in with her, and watched them driven of together, not altogether happy or satis- fled in ny own mlnd either with myself or Ter. The people who had gathered about her, and who had been watching open-eyed all that was going on, began to disperse; and was once more setting my party in motion, when one of the by islanders ran after me with brown-paper parcel. The lady had dropped it. So sa,d the child who had been the only witness of her sudden seizure.
 <" Yes, Miss MoffAt, it does belong to madame" one of the girls said as hesi- ta'ed about taking it 'H noticed her with it when she was coming down stairs 1t was too big to fit comfortably under Der arm. Should you like me to take it for you, or could not we leave it somewhere P
 Decidedly 1 agreed it would Le better to leave it somewhere, and we did leave It accordingly at the little linendraper's opposite the station, where they not only took it in, but volunteered to send it up to the house foy us, and then at last we really succeeded in taking our tickets and getting of. was Hurried and put out and the people who were in the compart- ment myself got into with two or three of the elder ones-we had to content our selves with what places we could get seemed to see as much, and to be, in quiet way, amused atit. There are some lucky individuals who don't know what it means to be shaken out of their serenity by any little contretemps that may befall them the lady who sat smiling in the far corner of the carriage, quietly taking us in from head to foot was, should say one of them. She was a fair, fashionable looking woman, with slow, soft voice, and drawl, and her companion, putting his sex on one side, was much afser the same style. noticed them particularly, because of the little laugh there seemed to be between them at my expense, and presently she seemed to see l was aware it, for she suddenly strengthened her self and looked away, and did not look back again.
 "There was nothing in the paper" she broke the silence by saying.
 " Nothing" he replied, "that you would call anything. Enough and to spare in certain columns that you don't understand-thc money market, for in- stance Nothing in the way of sensa- tion neither tragedy nor elopeInent, nor breach of promise. as far as could see tell you what, though-the police are moving in that matter of the Wyvenhoe murder. There is a hundred pounds re- ward offered, with full description of the woman. saw ore of the posters in the city this morning"
 That was that dreadful business down in Essex-wasn't it?' she inquired lan- guidly. cone reads of so many horrors that one gets confused about them Peo- pie who had been living in some out -of- .he-way place, and whom nobody knew anything about, and the man was found dead, and the woman nowhere to be found. That was it-was it not?'
 "Yes, that was it." he replied. "There was mystery enough about the antece- dents and belongings, and the lite they led generally; but should be afraid there is little enough about the murder. The woman did it to a certainty"
 "Then why should you be afraid at all about it? She is pretty, suppose, and L "A -..L