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than understanding fle followed; for
who had q better right than heP She
was not Patience Marrish yet; and, till
then, she was his by law higher than
law. And then, as he entered the ves-
try, Enoch saw that Patience had not
gone mad; that the dead was alive.
And Patience would never have turned
her head before answering II will but
for that accursed ring.
''Father-Enoch--" said she. hur-
riedly, but without moving step near
or her lover. II thought he was dead
he is alive I am his till he bids me
leave him; whatever happens, can be
no other mans"
"Patience!' cried Stephen; and at
cried through them; Patience you
are true, in your soulP Never mind
anything else; anything that seems.
All that will keep; are you true to me,
as am to youP"
"Oh--P"
"Thcn come to me, my wife, for I
am come home"
"And Iw
Then she came TO him, and their
hands clasped; it was Patience; it was
Stephen. Hand in hand, they could
walk out of worse wilderness of lies
than even an Enoch Marrish could
weave.
Enoch was in storm. But he count.
ed six-and-thirty; then turned to Tom
Blackthorn, and said:
Have that blackguard soldier turned
out of the door"
at is Stephen, father!' said Patience,
bursting at last into tears. "Stephen-
come home! All, knew he would
come---if he were alive; and see!''
Old Tom shook his head. He had
forgotten a good deal of late. "Ah,
that soldier met in the meadow; Q
Talavera man; only he wouldn't come
home to dinner. My daughter Seems
to know you, sir"
Stephen looked at Patience, full Of
wonder and pity; and then at Marrish,
full of wrath and scorn. He understood
now.
"Mr Marrish," said he, II am the
man whom you sought to destroy by
lie. I am now in charge OF this gin
and this old mah. You are too old ano
too TOO much yourself to punish. lie
If ever desperate and batiled villain
looked his full hate, it was Enoch Mar
rish then. Nothing was left him but to
turn, like snake under strong heel.
Perhaps" said he, "you think
yourself very noble and grand to come
home beggar and bully girl into
sending her own father into the streets
for common tramping soldier. Per-
haps you will pay me that three hundred
pound"
For there is one passion even stronger
than such love as Enoch Marrish could
feel; and that is revenge.
"My father owe you three hundred
poundp' said new intruder, In the
voice that had brought about all this
to-do. "Then here you are!' And q
young gentleman dressed in the very
height of the fashion yet looking un-
born thereto, threw down upon the
table bundle of bank notes big enough
to dazzle the eyes even Of revenge.
There; pick 'em up, Marrish. They're
Bank of England, every one. I've seen
and heard enough to guess how things
lie. Patience haven't you got one eye
for mep Father-I'm come home. too;
l may, now; I couldn't as q Black
thorn, when it looked as il it was for
the fatted calf--could l, you knowp
Father, don't you know Dickp To
think I'd find him like this!" he cried.
Patience, what has come to himp
Don't he know me7 Father, look here.
Is it because you can't understand Dick
turning up like a gentleman, with his
pockets lined with theseP"
Tom Blackthorn only looked at him
vacantly. TN smoke a pipe" said he.
"I've been q soldier" said Dick,
desperately. "In Spain. Spain, do you
seee And when l discharged myself
was that hard up didn't know which
way to turn; and there was nothing
fresh to turn told tried 'em all
Then I thought Of grandfather in
Thames street, father; thought he
might make me q clerk; and II not,
give me q guinea to be rid of me-
''Ah-Thames street, sir. ! know;
skinfint; the most Internal old"
Hush! Poor old boy-he's been In
the grave these two years; and without
will. Patience, you and l have got
to divide eighty thousand pounds. The
lawyers had been looking for next Of
kin high and low"
my wife's father died-two years
agop" asked old Tom, slowly. "Mar-
rish saw him in less time than that
time, sir. You're very kind. dare say.
| But IL can't bet can't be-"
Dick groaned. For he, also, had had
his visions of coming home with glori-
GUS surprise.
But the mind of old Tom, though at
its latest gasp, was laboring. The
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in-law, and begged in vain. was the dis
grace Of his life; and even il all other
memory went, that would remain. He
looked at Marrish with such gentle up
braiding, as of man who, even when
he had ceased to be himself, can not
comprehend cheat, that the other was
forced to hang his head, as OF one who
is at last brought face to face with con.
science-not that conscience had much
to do with Enoch, who, all because he
had dropped little gold ring was los.
ing the woman he loved, and forty
thousand pounds besides.
1t was cruelty hard. There was the
cost Of that first journey to London,
when he found that Patience had be-
come an heress worth not only loving,
but marrying; and whom he might buy,
for want of better winning, il he could
only keep the knowledge OF her inher-
itance to himself-and all that had gone
SO easily and 80 well. There was the
marvellous stroke Of good fortune that
had removed his rival out of his way.
But there is no need to repeat this story
through and through. For over and
above it all, over even the half Of eighty
thousand pounds, he was baked even
Of revenge. And over and above even