Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-07-02

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 ". upon the group for almost a full minute after those words from the duelist, and more in- tensely exciting tableau it would have been hard, indeed, to find.
 The point of that keen sword was still placed against the breast of the captain, and all that was necessary to send 1t through was one quick turn of the strong, white wrist.
 The captains sword arm, having been severely punctured hung helplessly at his side.
 Eye looked into eye, but that of the duelist could not stand before the mad glare in the orbs of his vis-a-vis, and he let his gaze fall.
 At last she spoke, and her voice was trembling with some deep emotion-ex- citement, satisfaction, rage, perhaps all three-thOugh her form was outwardly calm. ..-a...,..
 ''As you see, I am alive and here, scoundrel and imposter. The grave could not hold me, nor the mad-house contain me. From death I have come to life, and now let those who have injured me tremble, for my heart is turned toward vengeance, and shall never cease until my wrongs of the past are righted. This is my first blow. Arch schemer, beware, far better that the thunderbolt from Heaven should fall upon and crush you, than that you should live to feel the hatred of a woman wronged."
 .sAre you done?" asked the captain, whose face had turned white and red by turns while these scathing words were hurled at him by the strange woman.
 ssI am, unless it is your wish to try the last bout over again, though l fancy your sword arm is not in very good con- dition." ..-
 'sFor the present, we will cry quits, but the time will come in the future when you shall be repaid for this, curses on you, woman or fend, whichever you are, he grated between his set teeth.
 The handsome man uttered a sharp cry as if he had been struck a blow, and, leaping forward, would have slapped the captain in the face, but that the woman duelist held him back"
 s'This is not your quarrel yet, Jack. Wait until have failed to accomplish my VOW, and then remember your oath" :" she said, hastily.
 Perhaps you are right, but when that time comes, this cur will have to suffer for these words. If you have done what you came here to do, let us be gone."
 stNE for ho ic dnno have prevented him from meeting the man he hates"
 From these words one would very nat urally conclude that her reason for pre- venting the meeting was that she herself had an intense desire to stand face to face with Roger Darrel.
 Nora Warnerl
 How the name would have thrilled the heart of Carol Richmond, for it was tho fatal one that had separated her from the man she loved and cast gloom over her whole life.
 Turning, the strange girl led her con- rade away, and he seemed 10th to go, for he cast @ scowling look upon the Cap tain, as though it would have pleased him we'll to have torn the wounded duel- ist limb from limb.
 Who this mysterious "Jack" was tho Captain had not the remotest idea, and yet several times a spasm of fear shot like a dart through his heart, as if guilt warned him that there was 8 reckoning between him and this parsonage that must sooner or later be settled in full.
 When the two had vanished among the trees, he turned to Lieut.. Carson and made some apology for the scene he had just witnessed. What he said mat ters not, for his second had his own opinion upon the matter, and his ideas were not changed a particle by the at. tempted explanation of his principal.
 Of course, when Rogers acceptance was brought to the Captain, he was forced to postpone it for the time, and the gentleman who carried it to him thought he was wise when he saw the wounds he had received.
 The young Virginian was disappointed when he learned how matters stood, fol since the meeting in the avenue of elms, and the challenge, he had been in a per feet fever to meet this impudent duelist who seemed determined to force himself into affairs that did not concern him.
 Had he but known how affairs were be- ing worked at the Terrace, his indigna tion would have surely boiled over, but fortunately this was kept from him, as he could not have been of any help. In the meantime the captains wounds were healing, and he was once more the diplomat he had proved himself in tho past, managing his affairs with cun ming that proved him the possessor of { . master mind.
 That Roger Darrel was the most mis erable of men can readily be imagined but, though his heart was breaking, hi! exterior was calm. He possessed thu . strength of purpose that could contro , the will, and was thus able to hide from sight whatever emotion reigned in his , heart. He was not the man to wear hi heart upon his sleeve for jackdaws t. | amuse themselves in pecking at. It gave him pain to even look in tn, ] direction of Richmond Terrace, and h. made up his mind to go abroad one