The weekly Union times. [volume] (Union C.H., South Carolina) 1871-1894, 1889-09-13
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BE seated, and / will satisfy your
curiosity in short order But under
stand me, should not have DESTROYED
your faith in her had you not compel
led NO."
With q suppressed gasp of misery
the young artist sank into the chair at
winch Boyden pointed, while that gem
tleman resumed his seat beside the
table.
Proceed" murmured Arnim, in a
scarcely audible tone.
Know, then, that Grace Garland
murdered my uncle, Orrin Clifford. in
England three weeks ago. that she was
fleeing from justice when you met her
on board the ill-fated Oregon y"
1t was q fearful blow, one of those
shocks from which suffering humanity
rarely recovers.
Rupert Arnim showed the effect of
the lying words simply in lis attitude.
for he was speechless. He seemed tn
Within himself iiku d SYuiicxtar
.abwer that is blighted by the scorchino
lightning; he held his peace even
while Boyden continued, mercilesslv.
Grace Garland wears the curse of
Cam upon. her brow. The police of
this country are upon her trail. It is
but question of time when she will
De called upon to atone for her crime
upon the scaffold."
my God! Oh, Gracel Gracer
He buried his face in his hands, and
his fearless emotion seemed to rend his
bent form. Even his agonized cry
sounded like a petition for mercy to
the throne on high. "Oh, Grace.
Gracel" It was the despairing wall Of
soul in anguish.
Boyden looked upon his work. and
gioated in his nefarious triumph. Sud-
denly Arnim raised his haggard face.
and demanded, huskily:
dave you proofs of what you say?"
aIrrefutable proofs!"
But she swore to me, that though
the shadow of crime had rested upon
her, she was innocent.
Max Boyden smiled milsdqe izaRl~ae,Tn zsabRH arr, be
said, "Why, look at iti Here is girl
whose hands are stained with innocent
blood; she successfully evades Justice;
is loved by an upright man, and loves
him in return. Perhaps in her repent
ance she foretastes life of comfort
and secure affection. She is clever
enough to see that there is some secret
in her past, and she admits that there
is, stating that she is victim; but will
she tell the man who loves her that,
with those hands that rest in his, she
has strangled the breath in the throat
OF the man to whom she owes all that
she isl That She"
"Oh, hush, hush! can bear no
more!"
Arnim had sprung to his feet and
was blindly pacing the room to and
fro.
"I have said enough" went on the
pitiless rascal. "Yon see for Yourself.
that while she is in her senses, she is
hss ia. @ 70 Heszas9 taH sae ela9h sslRRinsss Of
called upon her last evening, why Tin
tentionally missed my appointed with
you, or rather, why directed you to
come here, that the coast might be
clear for me to go to your honse"
He paused an instant, and Arnim
halted abruptly, fixing pair of eager,
questioning eyes upon the speaker.
IL went to Grace Garland" said the
varlet, "in your behalf"
"Minep
Eyes; I saw how things were going,
and made up my mini that, under
the circumstances, could afford to be
magnanimous. / sought the girl,
and begged her, by her love for you,
to nndeceivo you, to tell you the
truth"
"And She"
,"Flatiy refused. then changed my
tactics. warned her that the po-
lice were aware of her whereabouts,
that within twenty-four hours she
would be lodged in the Tombs, unless
she escaped"
well, well?"
Il informed her that SO far as I was
concerned, she was free to make her
escape that night; indeed, urged her
to go for your sake"
"You did this for me?"
Certainly! Would wor, not have
done so for any honest iced 10,
For tho first time .goniz-
ing interview, the Sc =, Ifs sprang
to Rupert Arnim'sv aFold
fro BE- rNUEDl