The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1889-12-15

the thick knot OF hair that appeared under a
quite girlish hat. That hmi-yes, it was
I'uddy, even IN tho moonlight, but not-no,
not quite poor Agothas rcd gold. He looked
away. a man he knew passed by, lifted his
hat, then glanced back at the other occupant
of the bench.
Sho sat there motionless; he= stiffness be-
gan to trouble Maj. HaringGcld; TO could
not resist his impulse to look again-to watch
her. He did not know the exact moment
when q dreadful isnySession stole upon him.
That outline was SO very familiar. When
the figure slowly turned its face towards him
he knew what he should SEQ. and stared With
cold drops upon his brow into the wasted
face, the sunken blue eyes Of Agatha Broorne.
He bounded from the seat, bis voice choked
over a broken exclamation, and-he was
alone.
care you MOI well, darlingq' This was his
wife's greeting to him
! sob, quite well, quite WE'LL" no had an
swered. But as he kissed her the subtle SYM
pathy between them told her that all WAS
not we'll She wondered.
The next day they met the man who had
| passed by Maj. Haringfeld on the cliff
"Ah, saw you both last night, " he began,
In the voluble fashion of man who makes
| great deal out of very little eyes, cutie
| right, quite right; enjoying the moonlight,
| breathing in the sea air. hope you did not
catch cold, Mrs. Haringheld."
| 81 was not there; my husband took q
! moonlight stroll, replied Caliste, smilingly.
| "Oh, by the way, no, no. OF course
! thought it was you, the face was in shadow;
at least mean the moon was shining full on
Maj. Haringfeld's face. That was all, you
know. No, no. To be sure, my first impress
| rs< 90.
| gets. Charming morning. Going back to
town soon9 Good-by."
Calista was much inclined to laugh. when
glance at her husbands face checked her.
She had never seen him look angry, and she
| saw now an expression of bitter enger, and
at the same time;-what2 just what might
be expected If he had suddenly been coz
fronted with some sight terrible and dreadful
| in tho extreme.
"What q fool tho fellow isl I alwaTs
thought him the greatest fool know OK.
claimed Haringfleld. Then, trying to re.
cover himself, he laughed awkardly
Calista was wise woman. IF anything
did occur that he does not mean to tell me Il
is because ho cannot, in honor, for some rea.
son. she said to herself s'Of course. it
might easily be-"
They went home and he soon became him
self again.
As he could not leave London at present
for more than few days at time, they
next went to Folkestone, and Calista found
great amusement in sitting out on the Lees
watching the motley crowd and listening to
the band.
"There is something a little bit weird in
this crowd of people in the darkness she
said brightly. "You hear sentences floating
at large on the air and cannot trace them to
the speakers. Only those gifted beings who
collect money for the chairs and the band
have the abnormal faculty of recognizing
every one at glance. They make no mis-
takes, and never overlook q newcomer Yes.
by the way, want you to look at some one;
she is an odd looking woman, Or rather
girl, quite alone. She has passed by two OF.
three times, walking swiftly, and now she is
sitting near you-dont look too soon-and no
one has gone to her for pence"
Haringfeld gradually brought his eyes to
the point indicated by his wife. ''See-tall,
red haired, handsomely tlressedn He started
from his seat, catching his breath in his vio-
lent start. "Here tool" Calista fancied he
exclaimed, but tho words werc half smoth-
cred. He stared fxedly at the woman. The
white face, the hollow blue eyes of Agatha
were once again looking into his.
"Come away" hesaid abruptly; sit is get
ting damp
Calista rose promptly, but she was still
watching the lonely figure, and saw that the
girl also left her seat and walked swiftly and
quietly on to the path; threading her way
skillfully through the promenaders, she went
before them for some yards, and then the
darkness swallowed her up.
II could have declared" said Calsta,
shat she disappeared over tho cliff, 1oated
over, regardless of the railing. There is GER
tainly something weird in it all.n
Haringfeld muttered an inaudible response
and Calista was aware that strange gloom
had fallen upon him. Drop by drop collect
ing, rivulct is soon formed Calista could
not close her eyes to the fact that some un-
known factor had entered into her husbands
lifo. She grew thoughtful about 1t and
waited. Next she caught cold and Haring-
fed was alone for three days. An acquaint-
ance called and comnliserated her for being
shut up. "And you have a friend staying
with you, have you not?" the lady went OF
to say. $50 tiresome for you not to be able
to go about with her. She must be good
walker. / met her with Maj. HAringield
ont at Sandgate; vas drivingn
II am glad hc had companion returned
Calista; The dislikes solitary walks; but I
joined one of our friends; we have several
here What was she ikeq'
every tall and slight, handsomely dressed,
with remarkably bright red gold hair and o
plain face, so pale and haggard.n
Cahsta did not say that this description
applied to no friend Of hers, but she Thoughts
over tho coincidence of the resemblance TO
that figure on the Lees, and when her hue-
band, i'll answer to her question, sad that 10
had he'd no companion in his walks she was
little, just a little, disturbed
In London again. And now Haringheld
hoped and believed that he was safe from
the extraordinary visitation, that he would
have unhesitatingly put down to troubled
| conscience, optical delusion, and SO on, if it
had not been witnessed by many eyes besides
| his avn.
| Ono night he went to the st. James thea
| tEe without Calista, and there happened to
| be'a vacant seat next his. So far Gs he was
aware it remained vacant through tho per-
| Torrance, in which he was SO much inter-
ested that he scarcely looked about him to
SEQ who was in TIE house In coming away
he exchanged mods with various friends and
! something peculiar in their looks, one and
all, struck him. In the crowded entrance
hall he was pinned IN just behind man he
knew and his wife The wife, a tiny woman,
|