Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-09-25

done right by putting that note in his hands,"
 Yet the consciousness of doing right did aot bring peace to Miss Everleigh's breast
 CHAPTER XIV.
 CLOUDS AND PoRTENTs.
 Carols fair face wore most unusual cloud She was troubled and unhappy, all on ac- count of that incomparable brother of hers. Lyman had been acting strangely. In the first place he had called her away from the Everleigh's at on hours notice, just when every thing was going splendidly, and the matchmaking plan which her brain had concocted seemed in fair way for realiza- tion, and that without any sufficient reason for his act.
 But worse than that had happened, and cut deeper. But the day before this, as she sat reading and waiting for Lyman to come out of his den, in the hour between his homecoming and that for dinner, she heard the door-bell ring, and the steps of the servant go past to answer it. Lyman's door opened tho next instant.
 "Who is it!'' he asked. "' MT. Bergman to see Miss Carola' She is not at home-not at home to him, now or in the future. Re- member that, Sarah-and shut the door,"
 Every clearly spoken word was plainly au- dible to Norris before the door was closed abruptly in his face-plainly audible in tho parlor, also, where the listener started to her feet, tingling all over with indignant feeling.
 She ran to the window, and Norris, look ing up, saw her and lifted his hat. In a moment the sash went up, admitting a blast of wintry air, as Carol leaned impulsively out.
 'Please believe that had nothing to do with that, MT. Bergman. I shall be very glad to see you if you can ever forgive Ly, man. don't know what he means, but l am sure he will be sorry by and by.'' The window went down again before he could answer a word, and Carol faced about to look defantly into the face of her brother, who had entered in time to ovcrhear tho most of her speech.
 ''It is shame-a shame Miss Everleigh will not easily forgive you for this, nor shall I.''
 Nothing but quiet sadness looked out of Lyman's eyes into the girls flushed, indig- nant face.
 "Carol, have ever been unkind to yous Do you think would give you ono pang I could avoid? I am sorry your acquaintance with that young man has grown until tho step have been forced to take became necessary. have my reasons for wishing him to keep his distance; would rather he had always been stranger to us. Havo y guided by mea'
 Carol flushed and paled with girls yield 1 ing weakness She loved her brother dear l ly, she believed in him utterly; only her heart rebelled now, not her reason. She | looked at him in startled way, dropping her voice unconsciously: "What has he done, Lyman2"
 "He has done nothing, but he is our enemy-nay enemy, if you want me to put it l ;p hot o,,1 1uh1, r If explain, but it will be better for him i and better for mo if our paths lie apart Come, little girl, put that grieved look off l your face; be tho bright little sister who has made my homo happy for me. Are not l we two enough for each other?" 1 "I hope not,' murmured Carol, with a l gleam of roguish light breaking through the clouds; but they gathered again as Ly- l man went on, seriously:
 l "1 want you to promise that you will not put yourself m Bergman's way. I don't think he will disregard my wishes by con- ing hero again. I may as well tell you that it was because he was there I brought you away from Mr. Everleigh's house, because he is so close friend of theirs, we must give up their friendship. Now you know how serious the matter is to me-"
 His voice grew husky, his face pale. He turned abruptly away N Eom her, and the questions which Carol longed to ask were checked. She could only steal her hand into his and promise to do as he wished The next morning at the breakfast table he gave her quite the old, dazzling smile, which always meant something pleasant for her.
 "I am sure that my good little girl wants to hear Kellogg tonight. Put on the best bib-and-tucker when you get yourself ready. expect to be kept after hours; it l may be late when come home." "Oh, Lyman, you darling-''
 "There, there! I can't afford to be choked," he cried, hastily rising, for Carol was coming at him with outstretched arms
 Was that shade of remorse that gloomed over Lyman Childer's face afte, he left her? Some furies were after him certainly, for while he had affected to be ir great hurry to reach the bank, he took { long circle out of his way simply for the sake of walking past Mike Maloney's place . and stealing a dozen furtive looks at its dingy front. The signal for which he watched was not there, evidently, and ht
 drew a long breath of relief.
 "Thank Heaven, the rascals are satisfied
 for once. Stone has been persuaded to gt into retirement again, and after his late de
 mands Red Tom will not dare to ask more
 for some time. must strike plan to rit
 myself of that lot. They would ruin mar
 much less desperate than am. Do the,
 think I will always give in like a frightened
 childa They must be taught their mis
 ta]ze.',
 So muttcring he turned away, withou
 seeing pair of fever-bright eyes tha
 glared at him from one of the small-pane
 windows, without hearing tho cry whic rung out shrilly, startling the early loune
 CTS in the rooms below
 "Childerl ChiIder! A thousand curses which merciful Providence stilled on tn Q raving tongue. The patient whom Norri 2, had helped to that doubtful refuge fell bac e upon his bed, and the brain which had bee 5 weaving wild fancies all the night scene a- to crack asunder. When Norris kept hi 3 promise by looking in later in the day, tn
 man lay in death-lize stupor from whic
 nothing could rouse him.