Richmond dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1884-1903, 1888-12-23


slant they gaze straight up at him,
vaguely troubled softly uncertain. Up
20 this point Dugdale hos been rooted TO
the spot To say that he is filed with
Arrangement would be but 10 give poor
explanation OF bis feelings that he IS
frightened 70 death would he for nearer
to il. Now, seeing those halfconsclous
eyes on mm, he gives way altogether
Hastily extiugushing the iel.tale can
die. he makes dash for bis coat. AMI
then for the door. and rushcs bllndly
down the nov dark corridor. Towards
the end, seeing light cleaning iron
one Of the apartments, he makes for tin
desperation. and-yes-than6 Heaven
there are two beds here also. the room IS
distinctly blue must have found his
haven AZ last.
Sinking into chair. no presses his
hand 10 his forehead and listens with all
his might VIII she scream rouse the
house +? Has she mistaken HIM Tor
burglar? Or-blessed hope has she
been 30 little awakened that his rapid
exit may have left her under the impress
sion that all she saw was but the ont
come OF dream
Somewhat relieved by this thought, he
Ecpares once more for bed. Tins time,
at ali events. he has made no mistake,
the loud and healthy shores that come
from the couch in the corner preclude
thesmalestpossibility OF doubt. Alithen
NAV vet be well. That one hasty glance
Of hers could have told her nothing,
and there is no other clue. Placing his
fingers in bis wsistcolt-pOcket 70 take
ont ms watch, ne at once grows rl8id
with CONSERVATION and look o. horror
overspreads his face HIis watch lie
has left il behind hip Is is probably
AT this moment ticking away withquito
dis0raceful indifference 70 its owners
agony-upon hcr table Alas for that
dream theory Of his Dreams come and
so, but leave nothing tangible behind
them.
81 say. where's Lillian 2" asks Oswald,
looking mp from the gamc-ple he is dis
cussfng. "Not like her TO bc LATE"
"No she is generally mp 70 time,
SAYS Lady Rgti.cton, Iveiy-loohin3
blonde, casting sharp glance all round
the brcakfast-hble. "She didn't Ike
that beating you gave her at billiards last
night pcrhapa, or else for once IN her
life she is lazy.
Wrong in both surmises " says Lady
Trlvers, glancing from behind the huge
SILVER urn, as the door opens, and n little
slight Url, almost childllko IN face aud
form. comes into the room. Very ner-
vorsly she comes forward, changing from
white % red, and from red back again to
white, as sine does so. "Well, Lily !.
como mt loet, dear ~
DugdoleB heart gives q big jump.
That pretty head, with lt3 short nut
brown cur 8, harmless As it seems, strikes
terror to DIS soul He grows almost We
homent in his attentions TO his lett-hand
uaiQhhor gouut old maid With speeta-
Giles. Anything father than meet the
+ ewes ol Tins littlc hoNioting newcomer
"Gal you've cone, Lillian. We were
inst going 10 have the lake dragged.
" Really. Mis- Enelcthorpe. yo1
should give MS notice when you intend
IT, rstire into private life. The anxiety
we hlyeundcrqone upto this would
'Slopt it ont, LII % questioned her
brother. n tall Guorisman who 70 at the
sideboard busy with "a nam.
" She looks rather as If she hadn't
flapt at ar. 90 saws Sir George Trayers,
her kindly host, drawing n chair up
/ close 10 his own, and reckoning her to
come 90 him.
"That hiuo room is haunted, says
Augusta, the eldest daughter OF tho
house. ''l c7ruof You about 1t, Lii
Well. what did YOU see ? Who entered
Your room ,ast night? Let MS hear the
CHASTITY details.
Poor Mss lugle'horpe Dugdale's
heart dies within himas he sees the cruel
crimson chat, rising, coiors her checks.
e. v Jote. thlek you've Int If, says
her brother. nightly amused by this
hlu.h. brothers ARR such brutes.
"Como tel us, Lily The actual
person who sees ghost is 50 much
preferable TO The person who knows
somebody Else who has seen ghost
Was 1t "a man
Gool br-e ling 80 far stands to Miss
Fnglcihorpo chat, Though now deadly
pale she refuses further TO bctray her
telf. 4. for Du,daie gazing on that
brave rttle face, me feels as Ii he mnst
rise aud say something. But Whaf =
That Is the question that reduces him to
absolute nothngneSs.
Had ho his head under his arm "
persists Lady Hattleton with the loud
laugh that IS commonly and rather Just
I ~ supposed to proclaim the vacant
mind
cor dripping sword, perchance, "
says the Guarisman, who, being her
brother, is IF course the last man IN the
world 10 ever dream of looking at her..
"Come, come, come, cries Sir George
quickly. A truce to all such idle tests.
Can't You see that the little one has a
headache? Acup Of tea for her, Oswald,
tud will exercise the demon, hope :
Have Won seen the last about these
Nhitcchap,l murders Eh?-eh? Such
diserace as they are O. civilization ~
And so or. The good old host compels
hcm all to follow him far away from
Miss Euglo,horpe and her worries.
NOW, once Tor all. we must be IN
time 10 decorate the church, - SAYS Au-
pu>tA rravcr, presently, who Is common
ly supposed go be mn admiror of the rec
tons a happy 1.married man We
have only this one clear day before u,
and we'll hardly get oar work through
before Christmas dawns.
"What hour are We to meet at the
church;
"llalfprst / sharp
"And Il now 81 love, what IS
( it. now, 10y anything rcIiabe?" asks
Oswald. st ing ut tie clock on the man
telpiece, tlat points stoGdly to twenty
past ,. "fhat clock has gone down.
/ Say, Dugdale, you are the ast-comer
from the seat of war give us the news
/ the time"
We have all heard OF the word Gimp.
It, and. it only, describes Dungale AT
this moment
9Th 20 SAYS he, with a view to gain
ing time. An awful consciousness that
two large brown eyes are at this instant
fixed upon him renders him almost par
aiyzed.
'..Mv 1eor fellow. STRAIGHT from town