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mysterious voice.
ssWhat, another one?" chuckMd
the old station master. ssThe wilder
seems to be in demand tonight. .
Do you know. or do you .not?''
asked the lady, sharply.
We'll, ma am, reckon / know as
well as anybody else around these
parts. Many aday's work I've done
fer the Widder Widgeono
Tits a large house near the sta
ton, is it not?" Which way am to
go?''
"Yes-yes, that's just what the
gent said, but you'll find the party
asyou're a lookin' for in a very small
house now, not more'n six by two,
in tie cemetery just back of the
church yonder.''
tn the cemetery at this hour! Is
q any one with her?''
Yes. ma ana, the old man is right
alongside They agree much better
there than they did in the flesh; when
they lived in the big house.
ssThe man is intoxica ted, she MUIR
Injured. ssNo, Hiram has discovered
the loss of the note, and thinking he
may be followed has bribed this old
|scoundrel ito throw me off the track. =
81 will find the place for myself, =
she said aloud, and walked rapidly
| down the road.
"Good luck to you, ma'am," the
old felloWtcalled after her.
'Pertidious monster!' said Mrs.
Cadwallader to herself ;It was all
could do to restrain myself from de-
| nouncing him on the train How
! smiling and odd he looked! Little
did he know who was so near to him.
To think of my having, been deceived
in him all these years! wonder who
the creature is. Perhaps he lis really
married to her, and Lob, horrible!
This must be the place. She enter
ed the gate and, hearing a step on
the walk, concealed herself in the
shrubbery.
Her husband was there.
The big house looked very dark to
Mr.. Cadwallader as he walked up the
avenue of trees leading to it. He
| rang the bell several times before a
| head protruded from an upper win
dow and a female voice called, 'sWho's
| there?''
SIS this Mrs. Widgeon's house?''
he asked.
SYes-what do you want?''
lis the lady at homer
Mrs. Widgeon is dead"
sAh! I beg pardon. Is-ah, Mrs.
Brown in?''
.sNo, sir; she don't live here"
is Mrs. Cadwallader here?"
"Who?''
MRS. Cadwallader.
! II don't know her"
Mr.. Cadwallader was silent for "a
moment. He was at loss what to
say. The window closed with "a
bang.
"Humph! that cool. Well, I've
| done all / can. Henrietta will have
to get home now the best way she
| cam
He passed downthe walk.
81 wonder if ought to wait for
her." he said aloud s'Pshaw, no!
I'll go back to the station and in
quire if she has been seen. If / can't
find out anything here I'll go back
to Philadelphia"
Hiram!'' voice called softly.
sEh-What's that?''
A lady stepped out from the dark
ness; her face was concealed by a
| heavy veil.
ooh, / was SO afraid you weren' t
coming she said in a whisper.
Is that you, my dear? what are
you doing out here-Why aren't you
in the house?''
| II was SO afraid"
Afraid of what?''
"Araid we might be followed"
| Why, who would follow us? why
do you speak in that voice, and what
does that heavy veil mean? Has
anything happened?''
60, / had a foolish fancy that you
might have Dropped my note, and
that your-that somebody might
find it and discover u.s.
Discover us? Has she gone crazy
or have I?'' Mr.. Cadwallader muir
m ured.
sob, Hiram, I have feared lately
that you were growing cold toward
me. When can we. have done with
these secret meetings and [ be ac-
knoWledged publicly as your wife?''
Mr.. CadWallader was now thor
ougly alarmed. He thought his wife
was out of her head and that she
had wandered away from home in
that condition. He took her hand,
and, drawing her toward the gate,
said soothingly; 'sCome, my love,
come with me, and we will go home"
And then you will not leave me
any more2',
mo, no; shall not leave you"
Will your other wife come there?'
No, indeed; oh, no." said Mr..
CadWallader, Willing to reassure her
by any means.
You are not really married to