Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1886-09-19

money, aS II IL CBulU 60 lily utdr idticl
any good to tiud the burglar who sho
him. OF course. should like the wretcl
10 be hanged, but can't think Of him OIL
OF anything else till my dearest father il
ont Of danger"
Il am going for prowl, Grace. l sham
wait for luncheon, rs ! want a long after
noon
The house is Just shade drearier wher
You are out Of it, said Grace, with sigh
"You have not had any letter or messaR,
from Mr.. Camillac:"
Not word. feel convinced that he |.
dead-that he died OF cold and hunger
under some hedge, but feel rs If it didn'
matter. | dare say shall feel sorry fol
him by and by, when my father is out o.
danger"
Il don't suppose he is dead, Grace.
man Of that age is not so easily killed"
If le were not dead or dying, should
have heard of him before now" sale
Grtce. with conviction. Why did h,
csme TO this place except to see me' II,
Tas penniless, aud he knows that an
rich. What more natural than that h,
should appeal Ia me. He could not go OIL
existing without money"
y,
Thought the colonel.
The whole story seemed clear to him
This CamillaC had been urksng about tn,
grounds that night with the hope of see
ing Grace. He saw the lighted Windows
Of Lady Darnel's room, opening upon d
balcony which WAS easy to climb
be scaled the balcony, overheard
Sir Alian's talk about the bank
notes, saw where they were put, and
made rush for them when the room was
empty The whole transaction had grown
out Of the inspiration of the momentum
unprecedented crime, suggested by op
9ortunity. He had come to the house &c
get few pounds from his sweetheart, and
he had suddenly seen chance of helping
himself tn 800
And now, for Grace's sake, the colonel
wanted to get this scoundrel out of the
way, at any cost To himself of trouble or
hard cash. He was not a poor man, and
he could afford to spend few hundred
iCr his favOrite. The difficulty was where
TO find the man. II he had got clear of
out Of the clutches of the law it was well,
and he might rest upon his ill-gotten
gains at a distance without intiicting evil
where within thirty miles of Darnel, the
odds were that he would fall into the
hands Of Mr.. Penwern, and the whole
stc,y would come to light at the next
quarter sessions.
The colonel rode slowly down the ave
rue on his old gray cob, a cob that was
ne very essence of sObriety and good
manners as a hack, and yet, when in
spired by view -halloa and good com
pany, could 20 at tremendous pace in a
burst across country. He rode very
slowly, meditating where and how he was
to pursue his quest of Mr.. Camillac. He
had already visited almost every cottage,
and explored every copse or common in
the neighborhOod. Half down the ave
nue. he met Edward Colchester on foot.
Il WAS just going up to the house to
make a inquiry he said. Amy improve
ment in Sir Allan since the morning.n
The colonel shook his head.
"Friedricson is tu lie here tomorrow y
he said; ~and if the bullet can be ex
tracted, then there may be some hope
But Just at present things look very bad -
Poor Grace" said Colchester, "how sad
il Is for her should like to go and talk
TO her bit, if you think | shouldn't be a
nuisance.
Il am sure you would not be nuisance,
and your society would do Grace good.
She is in wretched state, poor girl. If
you hurry mp To the house you'll find them
At lunch, and Grace can hardly refuse to
zee you," said the colonel, who was a Sc
cret ally of Monsieur de Camillac's rival.
a Thousand thanks exclaimed the
Young squire, starting off at a run.
The family were at luncheon. Mr.. Col
chester asked TO he shown into the dining
-oOm, determined not to be relegated 10
he solitude of the drawing room, and to a
formal interview with Dora
Dora Darnel and her niece were seated
1t opposite ends of the table, as far apart
Is the could be Grace sat with an empty
,late before her, the image of despair.
She gave a wan smile when Mr.. Colches-
er came in and took his seat by her side.
except by the servant who had
aid a cover for him.
How very good you are to come again.
aid Dora, with faint emphasis on the
ast word.
81 hope you don't mind my coming so
ften. No, not any lunch, thank you," to
he servant But really could not rest
Without looking round again. have to
Inc at Mawlesford tonight, Sir Roger
don't you know-a nine mile
rive, horrid bore. don't feel n bit in the
lie for going out! This-this sad business
as upset me more than | can say"
Grace lifted those heavy eyelids Of hers
nd gave him grateful look out Of the
oft brown eyes; such luminous eyes they
ad been in the days of her gladness: but
0 Edward Colchester they seemed even
Dvelier in sorrow. That soft appealing
Iok went straight to his heart.
Yes, she was glad to see him. She had
cen living in an awful solitude of grief
nd fear-feariRg her fathers death, fear
lg for her lover, that lover of whose ex-
'tence she could not think without a
hudder. Oh, the folly Of those Partisan
silly romance, the faulty of it
II! What a burden she had faid upon her
chain she had forged for her
oung life. II this faithful admirer of hers,
'ho looked up to her with such respect
III devotion, if he could know how idiotic
ne had been, how must his admiration be
lrned 20 scorn, his regard to lOathing. 1t
tas VI WHICH HtI
ncivil TO him. She wanted to keep him
arms length, if possible. She would
ot give him reason to reproach her for
ypocrisy and double dealing
But to-day in the utter desolation of her
fe, she turned involuntarily to this friend
her childhood. How good and true he
as, how frank, and honest. and straight
'rward- Not so elegant, not so accomp-
shed or fascinating as Victor de Camillac;
ut what thoroughbred English gentle
IAN, without fear or reproach-a man to
and before kings and not be ashamed.
is Lady Darnel too i'll to come down to |
!nch.' inquired Mr. Colchester.
she is not ill-but very miserable, poor |
ling" answered Grace
And she gives way to her grief" said |
ora; a always envy the people who give |
ay to their grief They generally get over |
so soon"
al a. ;,,ly III,