Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1889-08-16

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name;
"Dulcie."
There was no response. InvOluntarily
her eyes sought Toinette's face In a look
Of mute entreaty. She saw no signs of
yielding. The cruel lips seemed to form
the words:
Remember! The liberty and honor of
him you love are at stake!"
Il know you are Dulcie, the helpless
child I treated so cruelty, and who ran
away from me, Philip said. I look into
your shadOWy face, where suffering has
left it's lines, and feel have made no
mistake. Won't you speak to me?"
The tender, pleading tone was more
than DuIcie could bear. She flung out
her hand as if to keep him away and
with a low, sObbing moan, sank almost
lfeless into the nearest chair.
When Philip would have sprung to her
side, Toinette sprang quickly between
them. UnspeRkable relief had brought
the color back to her cheeks. the light to
her eyes.
ooh, Philip" she said, reproachfuIly;
~is it possible you can be in doubt for
moment, nOww three stand face to face?
I am Dulciel"
"You?" He staggered and brushed his
hand across his forehead. NO, no! Don't
tell me that. have been deceived so
often!"
There can be no deception now," said
the willy schemer, feeling more and more
sure of her ground. 1TOinette is here,
! and can speak for herself. She will not
deny her identity or mine"
This is maddening. I have tried to
| believe, but can not. Some subtle in
stinct of my heart warns me against you.
| No, you are not Dulcie; you are not my
! wife.
How can I convince you?" Turning
| swiftly, she seized the girls arm as in
/ wise.
Speak to him, Toinette. Tell him it
! is my privilege, and not yours, to be
! here.
Philip bent over Dulcie in a terrible
| state of excitement.
yes, speak to me, darling. One word
| from your lips Will settle every doubt.
Dulcie was scarcely conscious. She
/ looked up at him mutely, with dull, hope
| less eyes, and a face all drawn with bitter
| pain.
you are DuIcie. You are nv wronged
! young wife. Is it not SOP"
His eager tone, so pleading and tender,
! reused the girl from her semi stupOr of
! despair. There could be no doubt that he
! really wished to reclaim her.
It was all very unexpected, very sur
| prising. But more perplexing than aught
! else was the look of longing, passionate
love she saw in his eyes.
Had he really forgotten the old infatu-
alton for TOinette, and learned to care
/ for her just little? Her heart beat, her
| pulses thrilled, she felt an almost irresist-
ible temptation to fling herself into his
! arms and weep out all her Joy and thank
fitness in that blessed refuge.
Suddenly TOinette's voice sounded IN a
kissing whisper that reached her ears
alone.
"YOu have been warned. am meroi-
| less as DEATH"
The words recalled Dulcie from that
trance of happiness. A sense Of Philips
| peril flashed upon her mind with over
| Whelming force. He must be saved, at
whatever sacrifice to herself!
Had Duicie known more of life and the
world she would have done differently.
| She would have realized that the circum-
stances under which the second marriage
! took place were such as to eXOnerate him,
| and would have taken a firm stand for his
sake and her own.
But the future of Philip Raynor in a
| felon's cell rose wildly before her mental
vision. Shrinking from his touch, she
covered her face with her hands and
mOaned:
@You will drive me mad! Go, go! In
mercy, leave me. Never let me look upon
your face again!"
TOinette's blue eyes lit with triumph.
Success seemed assured. Drawing Philip
abruptly to the window, she held up her
slender white hand in the waning sun
light.
On one tapering finger blazed the mag
nifcent diamond ring, sending off a
thousand rays of brilliant rainbow light.
Remember your promise, Philip" she
said, softly. You were to acknowledge
me as your wife when you saw me wear
this again"
He groaned heavily, and answered in
the same low tone, after a pause:
Il am convinced. You are Dulcie.
cannot do otherwise than accept you as
the woman upon whose hand placed
that ring. But I tell you frankly that my
heart is with the poor suffering saint
yOnder, whoever she may be.
Even as he spoke, there came the heavy
tramp of footsteps in the hall, and {
servant, with white face threw open the
door.
please, SIR" stammered the man
Major Viliars is here, and insists ppoI
seeing you Immediately"
More heavy tramping, as Of men filing
, through the marble-paved VestibuIe, anC
, before Philip had recovered himself
sufficiently to speak, the Majors dark
sneering face glared at him over the SEW
ants shoulder.
MY business els of such importance
did not wait to be shown in, he said
with a short laugh.
Master, be prepared" stammered thu
frightened servant. The police are witt
him"
: It was true. Several burly fellows il
blue uniform already crowded the door
way. Major Yillars took a hasty step il
advance.
T You've had your day, Mr.. RaynoE, an,
L now it is for me to dictate terms, saiC
the intruder, showing the cleaning barre
7 of a revolver. Call out your nasty blood
I hound if you want him shot dead at you
feet. have appealed to the law, and yOl
will be compelled to give up my ward"
Philip turned YEARLY, an expression 0
/ hov
Miss Lynton viii act her own pleasure
in regard to going with you. Should sh
see fit to appeal to me for protection,
: give you warning that I shall make ever