Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1886-07-21

SELF forced his voice into suavity once more
and said:
II represented to your father that NOTHING
could be easier than to prove your marriage.
If, as l do not doubt" with bland wav
of the hand) "you are my sons wife, l.
scarcely know whether there be cause T.
offer you my congratulations Since he hr'
PLAYED his father a vile trick there is nothin
to hinder him from deceiving you. But eac!
to his kind you to your father, to whom yor
are accountable, and my son to me-when he
chooses to return"
His whole manner had changed with these
words, and he addressed her with an icy
hauteur of gaze.
Jenny looked at him f1edly for some mo-
ments, with a wonderful gaze Of mingled
CONSERVATION and disdain, and rose.
II did not come here in expectation Of find
ing sympathy or Kindness" she exclaimed,
with a bitterness that took keener acidula-
ton from the very beauty that should have
failed to warrant it. "You know whose
daughter am; and what you think Of my
father Cuthbert has often told me. I have
called to know if you can give me tidings Of
my husband. Doubt my honor as you please.
sir; but in Gods name, answer me my ques-
ton"
II have answered that question:" he re-
piled.
"Many Of the elder boys of the school and
several of the men were dispatched by me
this morning to search the shore and the
neighborhood, and likewise are inquiries still
being made in places beyond Greystone. II
obtain information, be sure that I shall
cause 1t speedily to be conveyed to yol.
Should he ever return" he continued, in
slightly depressed tones "this trouble he has
brought upon you is an account to be settled
between him and me, with an adjusting be
will not relish"
She was standing near the door, and he
was raising his hand to pull the bell; but she
had not done with him yet. The change in
his manner from the bandness to hauteur,
from kind of tenderness, at least, to a de-
meanor of blank Indifference to her sorrow,
deepened her doubt of his sincerity, and fail
ing to find in this old man any such SORROW
ing after his son as should provo bjm honest
20 her own mourning heart, u feverish sus-
picion that he was holding back the truth
seized her.
"You can tell me, sir. that he has not left
ine for good! Say some little word to give
me hope! For his sake, DR.. Shaw-he loves
me truly" she cried, with her hands clasped
The doctor was affronted by her doubt
of him, for it was plain in her recurrent
appeal
II have answered that am as ignorant as
you-perhaps more ignorant" he said, frown-
ing at her.
"Last night" she continued, too bitterly
yearning after hope to be abashed by his
manner, or even to heed the cruel suggestive
ness of his words, "he was to have seer
father. This he promised, and I was to
watch for him at my window. Oh, sir, he
would not have bid me wait for him had he
meant to deceive me; for, indeed, he loves
me fondly A gentleman from this school,
who called on mother. this morning, said that
he had seen him leave, your house in the
evening; and to father he was coming-oh,
be sure! Who stopped him, thenl Was he
followed and set upons If he had died, or by
an accident been killed, his body would have
been found. Do you know; where he Isl
Tell me, sir The Lord God, who hears me
declare it, judges me; and before Him fswear
thy son was my husband!"
Now, but for the continued and affronting
suspicion informing the girls words, this
piteous appeal, taking tragic pathos from
wild dry eyes and outstretched hands and
shrill intensity Of tone, must have reused
the doctor though his heart of flesh had been
as hard as pet prejudice. But he was SO
extremely mortified to find his word-his
word, too!-doubted by this wench, that
anger came down on all kindly STRINGS with
a weight of lead, and false perceptions pricked
him. For who was this woman but pigheaded
Strangfeld's daughter9 And might not all
this bother be q mere trick Of the enemy-a
plot speedily Matched out of Cuthbert's strange
disappearance, to moritfy the dignifed cul-
tured, wen-bred foe Of dissent, and champion
of orthodoxy and divine rights9
He rang the bell
"A direct answer had been given you," be
said, "and you must excuse me for declining
to continue this conversation. l trust,
madam, for your own sake, that you will be
able to establish the fact of your honorable
connection with my son."
And, with dislike and contempt on his face,
he made her short bow. Without another
word she passed through the door. which the
servant held open, and left the house.