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small ones, 70 IL happened that the two
people were alone.
II was typical OF the mans cruel nature
that he looked forward with feelings of keen
enjoyment to the torture which he meant to
infiict upon the woman during those hours
Of travel, by forcing upon her the presence
which he knew so unwelcome.
ooh, yes, Sarah" he said jeeringly; 81
followed you, and | shall never leave your
side until you lead me to my beloved wife.
It's no good thinking you can give me the
slip. To save trouble | may tell you | know
you are going to Munich What a clever
woman you are. Sarah. l am SO much
obliged to you.n
She wrung her hands convulsively, then
covered her face and moaned. She had
acted as she thought, for the best, but this
mans craft had overcome her. Her mistress
was to he made to suffer, and through her.
Through the one who would willingly sacri-
flee body and soul to save her from pain!
Don't he sulky, Sarah," said Hervey.
''1he games up now; you may as we'll give
in Here, make yourself useful and flll my
pipe can't use this confounded right arm
of mine"
She took no notice Of his request but
presently she raised her head and looked at
him.
BE warned" she said in low tonss.
"Once more I say, be warned in time. Leave
this train at the next station. Fly while
you can"
He laughed scornfully. 'Now, is it like
lyf' he said.
She made no further appeal. She sank
back into stony silence, and from that time
no remark no question, no taunt Of the
mans could draw a word from her thin lips.
Hour after hour went by and Sarah Miller
sat in her corner motionless and silent as q
statue.
But her thoughtsl Her thoughts were
busy enough. They thronged and invaded
her brain. They changed and shifted from
incoherencc to systematic arrangement and
back again to incoherence. Through all the
tumble the one fearful truth shone out dis
tinctly. She was taking this man to her
mistress.
No food had passed her lips since she left
London. All desire to eat had left her when
she first caught sight of Herveys hateful
form. Her hands were hot; her veins
seemed full of fever, and now and again a
mist seemed to close round her, from which
she emerged only to see once more the cruel
face Of her tormentor. So the hours went
by
Hervey had food sent into the carriage.
He also con soled himself at short intervals
with brandy and water. He bought cigars,
smoked them, and grumbled at their bad
ness Sometimes he rose walked out into
the gangway and stretched his legs, but he
kept keen watch on the woman. Not a
second time would he fail from lack of Wig
ilance. For amusement he now and again
tauntsd his companion, and his ters, ap-
parentlv unnoticed, drove her to the verge
of desperation. Her hands grew hotter, her
pulses beat with fiarcer rapiditv.
The sun sank: the twilight died away: the
lamps were liz. Every hour, every moment
brought grief nearer and nearer to Beatrice
Long before another sun rose the train would
he at Munich. The thought maddened the
white-faced woman.
Shortly after the train left Stuttgart
the steward looked in and in broken Eng
iish suggcstei that the beds should be pre-
pared. Mrs Miller spook her head, and
signified that she had no wish to retire to
rest. Hervey ordered more brandy and
also declined the proffeioH couch. The
steward wished that he could lave the re-
fusal of one of those uDmade cUuches and
the time to occupy it. shrugged his should
ers, and withdrew. The travellers were once
more alone In less than five hours the
journey would he at an end.
Suddenly a wave of inspiration flooded
the poor woman's harassed brain. An in
spiration which made all things clear as day
A strange Lrillancy shDne in hcr eyes. In
flash she saw, or believed she saw, to what
end these things were leading. Gods hand
was at work.
Had she not dreamed dream in which
Maurice Hervey fguredi Had she not per-
suaied herself when she first saw him that
she had seen written in his face that his
days were numbered, Was she not sure
sure as she was of her own eternal con-
demnation-.hat God meant Beatrice to
tas.e happ ness as well in this world as IN
the nextt Tb. hour of deliverance was at
hand. The asp ration which had told her
that her err and would be crowned with sue
cess was not that Of a lying spirit. God
was at work. Hervey hnd been led to take
this journey; to break the promise he had
made; and thereby accept the fate fore
shai owed by the fearful words to which his
finger had fortuitiously pointed. This jour
ney, begun in craft and in defiance Of Gods
warning conveyed through herself, would
never be ended She by the light of her
wild faith, read the Divine purpose plainly
as il it was written in letters of fire.
II the line of dcmarcation between fanatl.
cism and madness In the poor woman's
brain was not by now entirely obliterated,
it had grown faint, blurred and indistinct.
She was lowering on the verge Of insanity,
and the method which sometimes lies in
madness was at work and supplying the loss
OF the reasoning faculties. Now that the
truth had come to her, now that she knew
by inspiration why this man had been per.
mitted to trace and follow her and for q
while enjoy his triumph, she found herself
specializing and wonderin, how and by
what means the interposition OF the Divine
hand would he shown She waited for the
moment when, from some apparently
earthly cause, the cup Of triumph would be
| dashed from his lips. She waited and
waited, and although the hours passed with
out sign, never wavered in her belief that
| even at the last moment delverance would
be Brought about.
Once or twice she turned and looked at
her companion, and by the same strange
fancy which had before seized her, per.
maded herself that the something which she
imagined she saw in his face and which be-
tokened approaching death, grew more and
more distinct. She felt no pity for the
man. nor would she have dared to attempt
. second warning; but hhe gazed on him
! with kind Of awe, raised by the thought
that in brief space Of time this wretchesl
creature would he lying in the place ap-
pointed for him, lying there, and to lie
there, forever, and ever, and everi
Her madness, II it may be called madness,
deepened as the time passed by. After all,
In spite Of its claims to superiority, the mind
is but the slave Of the body. The yoke may
be thrown aside for a while, but sooner or
later its pressure becomes apparent Fa.
tigue and want Of food were, with Sarah
Miller completing what distress had be.
gun Yet to herself it seemed that she had
Al.