Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-05-15
CHAPTER XVI.

Her face like marble, but with no lack of determination in it, Jenny walked down the grimy court and crossed the market place. She halted moment to delibeSate which way she should take to Greystone school. She chose the way of the sands, and down to the beach she went, withsdrooping head and frightened peeps at the people who passed her; for on her now was cruel sense of heavy shame, and the despair that bares the nerves of the heart for the sunshine and human eyes to tor ture.
 Crossing the space of shingle on which lay the fishing boats roasting in the sun, she toiled along the sand toward the ravine which led to Greystone school. When she caught sight of the schoolhouse the pulss of her heart grew smaller, and her feet | dragged. To the nervous, modest girl, whose shy spirit all the might and fire of love had scarcely endowed with bravery l enough to keep her bold in secret meetings | with her own husband-whose coming to him | was always a sweet scamper to his heart and | breetal sediment there until blushes waned kisses, and courage rose to | whispers thoughts of an interview with the | naughty little doctor, whose fiery prejudice 1 had earned him hate and fame among the sect she belonged to-who had held her own Cuthbert in awe and was always named by him with fear-was terrifying, indeed. But, then, what would become of her if she had not spirit to push her quest into the pres | ence of the one man who could, if he chose las she believe6, give her more information con- corning her husband than all the rest of the town put together? Bravely she stepped for ward under a supporting impulse, and walked 1 firmly to the door of the house. The servant who answered the summons happened to be @ Greystone woman, and knew Jenny well by sight. Much surprised she looked to behold the daughter following the father so quickly, for the deacon had not left the house five minutes when Jenny ar rived.
 "Can see Dr. Shawan
 "Yes, miss, think SO" replied the servant, taking it for granted that Jenny knew her father had just called. "Will you walk in, pleases"
 Now, Dr. Shaw was at this moment ve- hemently pacing the study, and revolving, l with mingled emotions of horror. doubt and rage, the communication Strangfeld had made to him. Five minutes is no time for such spirits as his to grow calm in and, with a desperate frown upon his forehead, hs was muttering eagerly to himself, and in quite audible key, when Jenny was announced.
 "Show her inI" he exclaimed, astounded, and rooted himself against the table, con- founded by this utterly unexpected and en- tirely new condition of the trouble that had come upon him.
 The strange, pale beauty of Jenny's face, and the hint of pride, and the sorrowful dignity in her manner which were there through her hard and violent effort after courage, made the old man stare at her with { unaffected surprise. Then, with an elabora e old-fashioned bow, he saluted her, and com
 ing round the table, placed chair. She ad. dressed him at once in sweet, plaintive
 voice, fixing her sad eyes on him.
 q have to beg your pardon for calling or
 you, but am seeking my husband, whose
 home is here. They tell me he is gone; but
 cannot believe that he would have left ms
 sorrow, whom should come to but my bus
 bands fathera-though indeed, indeed, noth
 ing but my misery would have made me in
 trude upon you"
 "No intrusion, Miss - Miss Strangfeld-
 at least, ahemi I am so much taken by sur
 prise madam, so little qualified at this mo
 ment to-to-"
 The old gentleman smothered his incoher
 ence with another bow, and, pulling out hi
 snuffbox, looked shyly and frowningly upo1
 the floor.
 1It should have been Cuthbert's duty t, tell you we are married. knew he had no done so, for last night he was to have seel
 father and broken the news to him; but h did not come, and this morning they say h is gone. Oh, Dr. Shawl can you tell m l where he iss Do you knowf Have pity o me, sir! Without him I am very, yer. lonely; and if he does not bear witness t what say IT." ' --~'sss , The poor girl broke down, biting her lip t
 subdue her tears, lest the sight of them shoult . anger the old gentleman.
 ''I positively assure you that am as ignol ant of his whereabouts as yourself" he rt : piled hastily, that she might not labor unde , @ wrong impression one moment longer tha 8 he could help 'His ungrateful conduct hs ! wounded me to the heart. All last night f sat up waiting for him, not doubting that : would return. But-may ask you if yo
 are aware that your father has just left mel q She shook her head s "He and have been discussing the subjec ]. and can only trust" continued the docto l "that, to my sons unnatural conduct to h F father, he has not added a deeper, a mol
 unpardonable, an incapable offense." d q am truly his wife, sir"
 s "Truly! Pray forgive me; I may Ia rough fingers on a wound my heart woul b choose they should touch tenderly. But l. r me ask you, when were you married to m # son9" said the doctor, forcing his voice into d tone of suave composure; for emotion cou T not be permitted to qualify his dear delight
 asserting his elegance and breeding. > "Three weeks ago." replied Jenny anxiou
 ly, with her heart beating painfully, for sl g feared the next question.
 e aHe was in London three weeks ago. f @ went for little holiday, as at that time 'e suspected his depression, or absent fits we r. owing to the monotony of our scholastic di 'o cipline Were you in London theni" It "No, sir; was at Sydenham stopping wi ol my aunt Rachel. I met Cuthbert, by a g pointment, on Wednesday morning at t se bottom of the hill on the road to Dulwic 1t and there we took the coach that passed al ot afterward, when we reached London, he p B. me into hackney coach and we drove to y church. where we were married" 'u The doctor applied pocket handkerchi = to his forehead.
 "A strange rascal" he muttered to himse
 sI had never given him credit for so mu
 duplicity." And then he sighed and look
 through the window and, recollecting hil
 esdf, forced his voice into suavity once mo n4 and said:
 TO BE CONTINUED.