Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1886-09-26
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81 LOVE, AND HE LOVES NE AGAIN"
Col Stukely spent a long and wearisomt
afternoon dawdling about the lanes AND
little clusters of laborers' cottages which
called themselves villages, entering into
conversation with every man, woman, and
child whom he could beguile into dia
logue, and suffering intensely from hi.
conscientious efforts to understand a patuis
which was almost as foreign language
| to him But in all the food Of talk tO
which he listened with sublime patience,
the good coienel could discover not one
solitary sentence bearing upon the task
which he had set himself to perform.
Riding slowly homeward he tried to
cheer himself with the notion that as he
| had failed in the endeavor to trace the
! footsteps Of Victor Camillac, so, also, must
Mr. Penwern fail He had no apprehen-
sion that his talents in the detective line
were inferior to those Of the professional
inquirer. Indeed, it seemed TO him that
| his education and experience must be more
than a match for the technical training of
Scotland Yard lie argued, therefore,
that the young Frenchman had got clear
off, and that he had nothing to fear for his
beloved eod-daughter.
The o'clock dinner was a dismal func-
tion. Lady Darnel still kept her room
Miss Darnel sat in her brothers place and
went through the ceremonial with fortt-
tude which savored Of martyrdom. Gracs
edged her chair as close as she could to
the coloners, ate hardly anything, and
was curiously absent minded looking up
at her godfather every now and then with
little appealing glance which went
straight to his heart, smiling 10 herself
now and then, rs she looked down at her
plate, with strange shy smile, and at one
stage of the entertainment suddenly burst
ing suddenly into tears
MY dear Grace, if you cannot command
yourself better than this, you should fol-
low Lady Darnels example, and hide
yourself from the light Of day" remOn-
strated her aunt
Let her cry said the colonel, patting
the girls shoulder afTcctionately. Tears
are relief, and why should she repress
the signs Of her grief. There is no secret
about her sorrow. We are all of the same
mind
The colonel had no inclination to sit
alone over his olaret. He left the dining
room with Miss Darnel and her niece. In
the hall Grace put her arm through his.
~Come on the terrace for little walk"
she said
My dear Grace, there is no moon, and
1t is very cold urged Dora What pleas
ure can there he in walking on the terrace
on such night
mo pleasure. / do not expect pleasure,
but | must have air. am sitting for want
of air
Il should have thought you had air
enough this afternoon when you were tear
ing about the grounds with Mr. Colches-
ter, retorted her aunt, sharply.
VIII you come, godpapa," asked Grace,
the reproof You don't mind
walking up and down the terrace with me
FOR quarter of an hour, even if it is dark
and cold.n
Il shall like it very much, If you put on
your jacket
Grace ran upstairs. obtained the latest
bulletin Of her fathers condition-always
the sarHe hopele repOrt-and came down
IN her sealskin jacket. In another minute
she and the colonel were out of doors, and
beyond the searching eye and keen ear of |
Of Dora.
ANY news;" asked Grace, excitedly,
hanging on the cOlonel's arm.
Not word. l believe that unlucky |
Toung fellow has got clear off, and sou |
may wash your hands of him and his |
ate"
Il can not do that" said Grace, gloomily:
i am under promise"
NO promise can hold good with a
answered the colonel.
"A criminal. In heavens name, what do
-ou mean:'
Il mean that a detective has been at
Jarnel this morning, and that he has dis
covered the footprints of a stranger
cross the fiOwer-beds, just such foot
'rints as would he made by that wretched
Iown-at-heel creature we saw on the com
nom There was considerable sum of
money stolen out of Lady Darnel's morn
ng room, money which we all know to
ave been there on the night your father
'as shot. IL is clear to the man from |
cotland Yard that Sir Allan was wounded
y stranger who entered that room and
tole that money. Now, my reading of {
he story is, that this Camillac was hang
lg about the house on that night, in the
ope OF getting an interview with you. l
hat he was on the balcony for some time, |
lw the money put away, and took
dvantage OF Lady Darners leaving the !
pom TO enter and possess himself of that
loney. He was surprised by your father, I
nd turned upon him-in the manner we '
now =
NO. no: it is too horrible! The man :
nee loved, the man promised TO marry
a midnight robber-a murderer! II can ;
Dt be, protested Grace surely l am D
Ot an utter fool know that man was a v
,ntleman by birth, gentleman by t
iucation and breeding" q
Gentlemen drift TO the gutter; gentle /,
EN- JOIN the criminal classes every day in
e year, my poor Grace" said the colonel, :
avely. Il do not suppose for moment |
at you would mistake a cad for a gentle "
an; but there is such a thing as a reckless
an gone thoroughly TO the bad, and I'm q
raid your Victor de Camillac is lust c,
ch one. All that we can hope is that "
has got clear of, and that your dear
theirs wound may not prove fatal" h
Fatal! o, God, if it were, should be N
y fathers murderer-for il was my folly Il
at brought that man TO this house. Oh, b
ny should so trivial a sin bring such
rrible punishment? If my father were 50
die / should never lift up my head fiji
ain. should pray God To end my days. Ia
lever, never could know peace of mind bi
y more." a,
She clung to her kind old friend, sob C
lg Historically, beside herself with re
rror. ,cl