Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1886-09-29

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cough, for the smoke was choking her
She stopped her ears with a pair of fin
gers, and stood there in an agony O
fear.
When she took her fingers out of hel
ears to hear If they were going away
Hubert was saying:
1T Is absolutely necessary to put tn.
baronet out of the way. Ny idea wa!
poison"
Nelly shuddered and turned cold.
mo, not murder-not a murder. il
1t can possible be avoided. [ have
shrunk from that for years--always'
said Gobblecock.
Nellie could not pat her fingers int
her ears again. Should she scream out
ioud9 Should she fall down with :
bang on the floorY
1T IS rather a horrid idea," said
Hubert, rejecting. "But shall have
no horrorsl 1t shall be poisoning-oI
drowning, if 1 could manage taking
him abroad and doing some boating
perhaps he might be lured into q Medi.
terranean falucco."
Very good, said the other.
That man is q mons.erl" thought
Nelly. Hubert is excited, but lie |:
cold. He is goading Hubert on, and
pretending to think ill of it,"
II mean to put some money in my
pocket, 1 can tell you'll" said Hubert.
II want you to put me up to the lega
formalitIes of arranging the will. For
gerry is rather worked out, but l don't
see anything else."
''If 1 were you," said Gobblecock,
should send the old man to a lunatic
asylum, and"
More and more Nellie was like Ar.
gentina. She had tried gliding and
hiding, and had stepped into the middle
OF an ENHANCEMENT of crime and mys.
terry. She knelt down, wringing heI
hands.
81 shall make him lunatic at large.
said Hubert.
VERY well; then stop at that. Over.
excitement-piling on the agony-is al.
together mistake. l don't like the
idea OF murder. but shall gladly pro
vide you with all the information about
the will. To avoid horrors, l should
get rid of the old man into a lunatlc
asylum. l am not sanguine, but
wish you luck, my lad; plots CT this
kind have succeeded before now, though
tell you it Is not to my taste"
There was pause of smoking and of
choking for Nelly, who had sunk on the
fuor. Then that horrible monster Cob
b.ecock said, land thegirl-is 1t to be
Nelly2" she could hear the laugh in his
voice, as if he had made a shrewd
guess. "What is to become of her?"
Hubert hesltated. Fought she ever
to know who the murderer is?"
BY this time the poor heroine. who
WAS just like Argentina, felt as if the
human heart-that Argentina had not
were being smashed by blow and
torn in two. Hubert, the man whom
sic had begun to love and trust, was
loaded with guilty secrets villain of
the deepest dye. 1t was GobblecocS
that t.d ruined hin-of course. it was
chief Gobblecock was an unmitigated
monster. Nelly screamed out loud-a
shrIll, piercing scream, that rang
every lamp and glass, and
echoed as if the ground itself had
till walls and ceilings thrilled
with it.
Nelly came to her senses lying on a
couch in the drawing-room, surrounded
by the whole household. She was afraid
Of Gobblecock, who was gently tanning
her-the monster! And she shrank
from Hubert, who was so glad to see
One conscious look in her eyes. Poor
Hubert! She burst into tears at the
sight of him. That villain OF the
deepest dyel Hal he not brought our
friend from London to be conspira-
.or, plotter OF dark deeds.
Nelly wanted to speak to Mary. The
others were all sent away; and to Mary
,he told all the escapade; how she had
slipped into a thrilling situation just
Ike Argentina in "a Dead Mystery"
and
Mary interrupted her by saying
quietly. Hubert is writing a story.
His friend is a writer from London.
You dear little goose, they were only
planning the book. Hubert's friend IS
for foreign paper. You
'aw him at his letter last night. And
le has written stories. 'Brightley
Court is his. He put our home in that
and even poor little me. You need
lot make you eyes bigger, Nelly"
"Oh. Mary! will Hubert ever forgive
ne?n
"Poor villain of the deepest dye
lie will ask you never to be the heroine
# dead mystery again"
"But, Mary, did you say that-that-
hat big man-wrote 'Brightley Court?'
You are Ruth-I know it-you are
2uthl"
HE imagines 50, He is Hyaclnth
Trey. But you look frightened"
Ruth will marry HyacInth Grey"
Nelly gasped.
81 do adore him-frOm my heart"
aid this calculating heroine; "but 1
must show you my little pearl ring.
larry gave it to me tonight"
Alas, let Shakespeare say what he
will, there is something in name.
yot even JulIet's love would have sur.
ced If she had lived in these days, and
Romeo's name had been Gobblecock.
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