Fort Worth daily gazette. (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1886-02-07


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| during lonely nights, my tobacco,
although packed In what believed was 8
water-tight can, was q soddeued macs
Eyes, II was devilish cold, can tell
you,u be said, seeing ! bad read his
words "The pack slipped as VIC crossed
\ the ford or the cord broke or something,
and had the pleasure 20 see all my little
comforts OF life tumble one by one into
the river. All my luxuries were lost ut
terly.n
"You seem TO dispense with luxuries
even now" / said, looking round at the
barely furnished room.
ave got all want. No one can be
more luxurious than that. There's true
philosophy for you, my sybaritc Of
Albcmarle street,
"Are you too busy to spare me few
/ minuteslp | asked.
"No; was Just thinking of finishing
up and attiring myself more as civilized
being should. Say on, oh, Phillip what
is your GRAND, business or pleasure9p
business, or rather have an unpleas-
ant confession to make TO you"
care you speaking In earnest, PHILIPPE
unfortunately am" said dolefully.
"Then tell me what you have TO tell
quite unrestralnedly, not as TO a man old
enough TO be your father, but as to a
friend Of your own age. Do you want
money ~
81 did yesterday; not now"
"Why not have come TO me have
more than can spend Tell me all about
it,
told him all about IL very shortly and
Hall
at first. Lord Rothwell looked very grave,
and stroked his long brown beard thought
fully.
oft was not right Philip. am vexed
TO hear aboutit. How did you know you
could possibly find money to pay the loss?
A gentleman should not forget this even
in the excitement OF the game"
hung my head. al mast have Shot
myself suppose
"0f course you must don't see
what else you could have done. II is that
alternative ! was thinking of. | would
have paid the money had you come to me,
bat you were quite right in applying to
Mr., Grace for 1t first. lam glad you told
me about it.n
"Mr. Grace made me promise to do so. y
"Oh, Grace made you promise. Why
was that"
"The money was lost to Capt, Ches-
ham. He said you knew all about him. :"
"Chesham" exclaimed Rothwell
''Haye you come in contact with that
rascal? IL is small world, Philip"
"Do you know anything about him2r
asked.
eyes, know something about Richard
Gresham, and want to know something
more about him-somethlng fear shall
never find OUT he added "Shun that
man, Philip, as you would serpent. He
has done mischief enough already.n
Gle speaks as though he hates YOU,
Lord Rothwell."
"He has no cause to do SO. His only
grievance against me is that was second
to friend OF mine who shot him through
the hip years ago"
Things were explaining themselves aud
was growing curious.
OWN you tell me your friends manner"
l asked.
Rothwell pulled away at his beard, and
considered for while.
"Yes,n he said, "there's no secret about
It, Anyone about town can tell you. Il
was Sir Laurence Estmere.n
"Yalentine's father"
"Valentine's father, and my dearest
friend.n
Gle insulted Valentine in my rooms
last night when he came to be paid, and
Valentine knocked him down.
"What did the villain say?" asked Roth.
well eagerly.
"Shall be right in telling you, Lord
Rothwell" asked doubtfully.
eyes, everything, every word, y he said
nuthoritatiyely. "Ihere are no sscrcts
between Valentine and me"
took him at his word, and described
the whole Interview even repeating the
scandalous assertion made by Chesham.
Rothwell grew much excited. He rose
and paced the room, regardless of his
manuscripts scattered about
Gle said it himself" / heard him NUT
ter. "Yet win never believe it--never,
never. II must be liel She was pure.
noble and holy. She could not have
stopped to such fellow even il she had
loved him. Oh, II could wiring the truth
out Of his black hearth"
"And Valentine knocked him down
you say" he inquired, turning to me.
"Flat as a pancake beautiful hit.
His head almost went through my side
board.n
~ am sorry for some things, although
don't blame Valentine. / wonder he
did not kill him. You would in his place,
Philip"
al think should answered.
$50 would Laurence Estmere-Valen-
tines father. He tried hard to kill him
that day when they stood few PAGES
apart on that bit OF green sward in Bel.
GUM. Even now think If he meets him
again he win kill him.
"But Lady EstmereP" said
"Lady Estmere, sir, is as pure as the
day" said Rothwell, with unusual excite
ment. 81 swear It'll knew her and loved
her even before Laurence and she met,
and | am not ashamed TO tell even you
that love her now. Lady Estmere stoop
to such cur as Chesham! The thing Is
impossible. You know her; 20 and see
her, look at her, talk to her, learn to love
her, study her character, and say whether,
II all the world averred the truth Of the
hideous scandal, you could bring yourself
to credit it,"
81 could never believe it, said, truth
fully.
Lord Rothwell strobe about the room
for short time, evidently aprey to great
emotion. Then he seated himself and
looked at nue. very earnestly Somehow.