The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-08-16

THEN BE WE EACH AND ALL FORGIVEN"
week went by, week of misery for every
one at Darnel Park, and for at least one person
outside the gates; week which had brought no
new tidings of any kind. Mr. Penwern had gone
back to Scotland Yard confessed failure; and
Dora was scathing in her contempt for the
detective force He had eaten and drunk: he
had been handsomely paid for his services; he
had gone upon expensive journeys to Liverpool
and Plymouth, and Cork; but he had failed TO
arrest the footsteps of Jaker, even to discover
what white wings had waited Jaker ana Ills
fortunes westward Among the crowd OF emil
grants for that Western paradise, the poacher,
a marked man in the neighborhood OF Darnel,
had been but an insignificant unit, and he
had left no trace behind him in the memory
of the dock laborers quayside loterers.
The note changed by Jaker at the village shop
had been identified by Sir Adams bankers as one
of the notes issued to him. This fact established
Takers guilt in the mind of the detective. But
it did not satisfy Dora Darnel From the first
she had made up her mind that her sisterin-law
was in some wise implicated in the guilt of that
fatal night. She was not going lightly to sur
render that belief 1t was the fruition of her
cherished dislike of her brothers wife. She was
not going to relinquish her own convictions, the
outcome of such intense thought merely because
the real criminal had been clever enough to pass
some of his plumber to Jaker no doubt with the
express intention of putting justice a false
scent
While Miss Darnel clung to her own convic-
lions Edward Colchester was pursued by the
thought of that handsome and gentlemanlike
stranger, whom the Mowbray girls had seen
lurking about Darnel. He took occasion to dis
euss the subject second time with Miss Now
bray and her sister-durng chance meeting at
somebody elses house-and again he heard of
the strangers shabby clothes and superior air,
his anxiety to know who was staying at Darnel,
and upon which side of the house Lady Darnel
and Miss Darners rooms were situated.
did he ask about bothr asked Edward, deep
~ interested.
''Yes, about both And we were so frightened
that we answered him like silly sheep, without
thinking how improper it all was" answered
Jane.
''Sueh questions could only be asked by a
burglar, could theyl And yet he had such
gentlemanly air: and he looked very i'll, poor
creature, said Miss Mowbray.
1.-THE whole thing is too mysterious" said
Mrs. Vincent, the lady of the house, who had
called upon Dora Darnel that afternoon, and
whose imagination had been fed with sugges-
tons and innuendoes. 'But then Lady Darnel is
such a very mysterious person."
'She is a charming woman, protested Edward,
who was not going to sacrifice Lady Darnel to
these ladylike harpies.
He had always liked her and believed in her;
and he was prepared to stand by her now. It
was Grace whom he suspected, Grace who had
treated him so badly.
Charming no doubt She is very handsome,
and very elegant, and she has certain style of
her own, which is very taking, even if 1t is not
quite good STYLE" replied Mrs Vincent. with
judicial air, but every one must admit thatshe
is mysterious There is a want of candor, q
something underhand"
"Why should you accuse her of being under
handed" exclaimed Edward did she ever tell
you lief People are not obliged to 60 about in
society advertising their antecedents. Perhaps
she very poor in her first husbands lifetime,
and doesn't care to talk about the shifts she was
put to- The world is so snobbsh, that people
are ashamed of owning they were ever hard
up. Or the man may have been scamp; who
knows"
mo one knows anything" said Miss Mowbray
maliciously. Lady Darnel has shown peculiar
talent for holding her TONGUE
''Then she is the most original of women"
retorted Edward, land 1 only wish the rest of
her sex were as clever"
This was glaring piece of injustice, since a
few minutes ago he had been doing all in his
power to make Jane and her sister talk about
their encounter with the tramp. outside Darnel.
But Edward Colchester had not been himself for
the last ten days. His heart was gnawed by
jealousy, and this gnawing process is apt to have
q very bad effect upon mans temper
week had gone by since that morning when
Glare Darnel mad entered her husbands ROOM
full of love and nope, to be received with such
crushing GOODNESS She had not seen him since
that hour. She had waited meekly till he should
summon her to his bedside. She was ready to
bear the punishment of her sin against him, that
one sin of concealment, ready to acknowledge
that she had erred in withholding her confidence
from her husband and friend to whom she owed
all her allegiance.
During the week that was just ended Sir Allan
had made marked progress towards recovery. A
powerful constitution and habits of exceptional
temperance had made his restoration to health
easy, when once the bullet had been successfully
extracted He had been gradually regaining
strength of body and mind during that week of
quiet and seclusion He had seen his daughter
once, his sister three times. Dora had urged
her right to see him, and he had yielded to her
wish, not without reluctance. She had sat with
him for an hour on each occasion, and she had
talked softly, in low and gentle accents. vet
dropping such drops of venom as those lips of
hers were wont to distil when her brothers wife
was the subject of conversation. Whatever Sir
Allan thought of her insinuatons he had been