Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, Ramsey Co., Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1905, 1889-03-09

found that you were not ct hone, because hs
said he would be sure to f1nd you here-and
please, sir, he hopes that you will give him
sikpence for bringing it round, as he thought
it might be important;
Edward felt in his pocket and gave the girl
a shilling, telling her to say that there wasno
answer. AS soon as she was gone be opened
the telegram and started It was from his
sister in London. and ran az follows:
"Como mp to town at once. Father has bad
q stroke Of paralysis. Shall expect you by
tho z o'clock train-n
"What is I'll" said Mrs. Quest, noting the
alarm on his face.
"Why, my father is very Ill He has had
9 stroke Of paralysis, and 1 must 60 to town
by the next train"
"6hall you be long awayT'
II do not know. How can Itela Good.by,
Belle. ! am sorry that We should have had
this scene Just as I am going, but l can't
help it"
"Oh, Edward" she said. catching him BY
the arm and turning her tear stained face up
toward bis own, ''you are not angry with me,
are you1 Do MOI let US part in anger. How
can I help being jealous when ! love you sol
Tell me that you do not hate me-or I shall be
wretched all the time that you are away"
"No, no, Of course not-but I Unjust say that
I wish that you would not make such shock.
ing scenes. Good-by." a.
"Good-by, y she answered, as she gave him
her shaking hands. "Good-by, my dear. Il
only you knew what I feel here" she pointed
to her breast, "you would make excuses for
me-" Almost before she had finished her
sentence he was gone. She stood near the
door, listening to his retreating footsteps till
they had quite died away, and then dung
herself in the chair and rested her head upon
her hands. II shall lose him. abe said to
herself in the bitterness Of her heart. 81
know I shall. What chance have I against
bert He already cares for lido a,grsat deal
more than he does for me. In the end be
will break from mo and marry her: soms
time. Oh, l had rather see him dead and
myself too"
Half an hour later Mr.. Quest came in.
where Is Cosseyr' he asked.
"Mr. Cossey's father has had q stroke Of
paralysis. and be has gone up to London to
look after him."
"Oh," said Mr.. Quest. "Weu, II the old
gentlemen dies, your friend viii he one Of
the wealthiest men in England"
"Well so much the better for him. | am
sure money is a great blessing. II protects
ore from SO much"
Eyes" said Mr.. Quest, with emphasis. 80
much the better for him, and all counscted
with him. Why have you been crYtugi Be-
cause Cossey has gone away-or have you
ql1arlvled with hi,nY"
"How do you know that l have been cry
ing, II I have, it.s my affair: At any rata
my tears are my own"
ltro,fa ip1u fhav owl 40 rok u}sh RI intoa.
tare with your crying-cry when ysu like.
Of his dies just now, because he wants
money"
"What does he want money forW
"Becauso he has undertaken to pay Off the
mortgages OH the castle estate."
"Why ha. he done that-as an invest.
mentt'
"No, 1t Is a rotten investment. l believe,he
has done 1t because he is In love with Miss de
Ia Molle, and is naturally anxious to i,-
gratiate himself with her. Don't you know
That l thought perhaps that was what you
had been crying aboutT
1T Is rot true" che answered, her lips
quivering with pain.
Mr.. Quest laughed gently. II think you
must have lost your power Of observation,
~htch ussd to be sufficiently Keen. How.
ever, OF course 1t does not matter to you. IL
will In many ways be a most suitable mar
riage, and / am sure they will male q very
handsome couple"
She made no answer, and turned her back
to hide the workings Of her face. For = few
moments her husband stood looking at her,
With a gentle smile playing on his refined
features. Then reularkiug that he must go
round to the Office, but would b back In time
for tea, be went, rejecting with satisfaction
that he had given his wife something to think
about which would DO scarcely to her taste.
As for Belle Quest, she waited till the door
bad closed, and then turned round toward it
aud spoke aloud, as though che were address
ing her vanished husband.
~ hate you" she said, With bitter
emphasis, u hate you. You have ruined my
life. and now you torment me as though l
were q lost soul Oh. | wish l were dead! !
wish ! were deadr'
On reaching his Office, MI. Quest found
two letters for him, Of which bad just AZ.
rived by the afternoon post. The first was
addressed In the squirsis handwriting and
signed with his big seal, and the other bore a
superscription, the sight Of which made him
turn ~momsutarily faint Taking up this last
With q visible effort. he opened It. It ran as
follows:
"DRAR BuI-No answer this morning. /
hope you amt up to any Of your tricks
about the tin, because l won't stand it, that's
all told you that l had dropped all my
oot, not that l had much out Of You this
year, only I've hundred and q begssrly eco
on my birthday aud what l make at the Biz
u~ingham-four pound ten a week, and hard
work for that. I'm cleaned out, aud that's