Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1889-07-26
Philip Raynor' S Bride;
MAJOR FATAL MISTAKE.
BY RETT WINWOCD.
CHAPTER XIX.
DEAD OR LIVING.

Guy Vaudeville.
Both gentlemen saw how convulsively
her fingers closed over the missive. She
rose hurriedly, without waiting to excuse
herself, and left the room.
The Major looked after her with a dark
frown.
There's mischief brewing. he cried,
starting to follow his ward. I must see
that letter.
But Guy was calmer and more reason
able. He knew how disastrously an at
tempt to gain it by force would result.
Sit down, ne said. Don't be such
fool as to stir up an unnecessary muss."
But Philip Raynor is the writer. I'm
sure of it"
What then? Philip can't marry Toi-
nette, now he has saddled himself with
another wife. Patience, man; don't get
her ill-will for nothing"
Curse the jade!" muttered Major VII
lars, sinking back into his chair. We've
borne with her wilIfulness and caprices
long enough. If she holds out and won't
marry you, what will become of you and
me, without a dollar of our own? I'll
show her who is master-cOerce her to my
Wilt"
My advice is, " said Guy quietly, as he
slipped the wine in his glass, that you let
TOinette alone What if RaynOr does
send her a letter now and then? It's got
to end there. She viii see this herself
one Of these days, and be as subm issiYe
as one could wish"
He knew Philip had learned of the i'm
posture since returning to the neighbOr-
hood At heart he was as furious as the
Major, but for once kept better restraint
over himself. The fact that he wished his
rival in perditiOn was no excuse for max
ing Toinette uncomfortable He would
stick to the role Of patient waiter he had
taken up.
In her own room Toinette tore open the
Lot Z
the few lines 1t contained. He had re-
fused to cOmel A cry of bitter disappOint-
ment broke from her. She had counted
upon Philips making some desperate
effort to free himself from the CALLING
chains which bound him to another.
This is not the end" she mOaned,
wringing her jeweled hands. L viii not
have it So"
She was possessed of an insane longing
to look upon her lovers face. The old
spell could scarcely have lost its power
II Philip felt any lurking pity for the girl
he had married, she meant to charm it
away, make him look upon Dulcie as an
obstacle to his happiness, and prevail
upon him to put her legally away.
She had dressed herself for the inter
view in soft silk and cream laces, that he
might see what a glorious prize he had
lost. In vain. TRY to forgetl" Such
was his message Forget! AS though
that we're possible with a woman of her
temperament.
All night long she sat at the window,
looking toward Highlands. The morning
sunlight, as it stole into the room, found
her in the same position. Suddenly she
sprang to her feet
Il will see him, she said, between her
teeth. 1t means happiness or eternal
misery for me. I'm not going to give him
up so easily"
She stole from the house and made her
frF he E.II a.
in sight of Highlands she noticed an un-
usual commOtiOn about the house. Reck-
less of consequences, she kept straight on
to the grand entrance, never seeing how
the servants fell back and stared at her
approach.
as it our missing lady or her ghost?"
they asked each other, breathlessly. COR
can it be the other one?"
For 1t was we'll understood at Highlands
now that Dulcie and Toinette were cOun-
terparts.
Even Mrs. Rusk was puzzled for a mo-
ment. But she 40 longer felt at a loss
when TOinette spoke in a sharp, peremp-
tory tone, such as herpooryOung mistress
had never used.
Conduct me to some room where I can
see Mr.. Raynor alone, and send him to me
Immediately"
My master is not in the house, she
answered, scowling at the intruder.
The housekeeper stood firm as a rock
She looked upon the beautiful woman as
Duleie's enemy, and the cause Of all their
trouble.
IF you will pardon me for saying it,
ma'am, this is no time for you or any out
side person to be coming to this sad
What do you mean?" staring.
My poor LADY, She is gone-we fear
she has destroyed herself. MI. RaynOr is
having the river dragged"
Toinette staggered back against the
wall. Her heart gave one frantic leap and
seemed to stand still. Oh, if this were
only so!
How long has e-Dulcie-been miss
ing2"
by the river. She must be lying at the
bottom, poor lamb, where trouble and
sorrow can never reach her more. "
And Mrs. Rusk broke into historical
weeping.
TOinette could scarcely keep the ex-
ultation she felt from showing itself
IN her face If Dulcie were indeed dead.
the problem of her own future would be
easy of solution.
Did the wretched girl leave behind her
no word-no message nOthing?" she in
CURED
The housekeeper shook her head
Are yOu sure? Let me go to her room.
4Qer6 may Dc sO1uGluLn5 luet6 IHaI mas
been overlooked.
Mrs. Rusk caught eagerly at the idea.
Dulcie had not been seen to enter the
house after leaving the lodge; but the ser
wants were, for the most part, at the rear,
and she might have done so without their
knowledge.
If so, there was nothing In the pretty
boudOir. OK Ale dainty rooms opening from