The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-02-16
ABS0g JTELY PURE

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shave you seen the tower ghost yet,
Dora? Come, let us take a turn in the
old rookery."
Dora would fain have declined, but
Olive pushed ON in gay unconeern. It
was well her eyes or suspicious were not
very acute, or she would have discovered
some traces of Mr.. Chorley's recent
search. Dora fairly trembled, and was
thankful when they reached the hall
81 may as well take the key home, |
suppose, Olive exclaimed. Papa might
happen to ask about it,
sob, not now. said the frightened Dora
81 want it a few days longer. !"
VERY well. But how oddly you act,
Dora; and first you are pale, then Grim
son--what is the natter
Nothing and a)ora laughed to hide
her agitation, walking with her compan-
ion to the end of the garden, and prom
Using to come over early the next morn
ing.
1T is too bad, Dora said, vehemently,
when she returned, that the Hartons
should have come back just now"
Il must be expeditions in my search,
returned Mr.. Chorley. IF you will not
be frightened, think that should like
to work q little tonight"
Both ladies consented. When Jane re-
turned she was informed Mr.. Allingham
Chorley had come to search the tower
and desired the strictest silence on the
matter. He accepted Dora's invitation
to come down to tea, and Jane declared
in confidence to her young mistress as
she was washing up the tea things ssthat
she almost hoped Mr.. Chorley would find
the will, he was such nice looking,
pleasant young gentleman"
The next morning Dora spent with her
friend Olive, and all the afternoon she
kept the tower door fastened lest some
unluclky mischance should betray Mr.
Chorley. He worked assidueusly, search
ing for private drawers, false bottoms to
the old chests, and took down the panel
ing in the study. But, as he had to re-
place everything, his progress was not as
rapid as he could wish.
On the third day Dora was alarmed by
seeing Mr.. Harton walk rapidly up the
path with flushed and angry face. She
was glad her mother had gone to ride
with the doctor, and confronted Mr..
Harton with all the bravery she could
summon. He rudely demanded the key
of the tower, and told Dora that she had
no right TO enter it, that it was his prop
erty and he had let her mother no pri VI
lege whatever. She took the key from
the nail and handed it to him, much re-
heved when she saw him turn away.
As if reconsidering, he wheeled sud-
denly round and marched straight to the
tower door. Dora sprang forward, her
heart beating in great bounds, and said,
with sudden vehemence:
Let me go, too; please do.
'.Get awayi" And he pushed her
roughly aside.
She sank down on the floor in strange,
Dreathless pain, and listened with intense
eagerness for some sound. At last she
heard it--too surely. Mr.. Chorley had
been discovered. half an hour elapsed
before Mr.. Harton came down, and then
he strobe through the hall and. garden
like mailman.
Dora ran out doors eagerly and gave
glance to the window by which Mr..
Chorley had entered. Moment after mo-
ment she watched, hoping to see him es-
cape, but all was silent as the grave.
Wringing her hands, she said, over and
over again:
What can / do for him2 How shall
I save him?s
Jane was equally perturbed, and even
Mrs. Bertrand. though she tried to be
very impartial, could not repress her
sympathy, and even began to plan some
mode of assisting him. But she had
hardly laid aside her bonnet, when Mr..
Harton and his myrmidons reappeared.
Allingham Chorley had just time to
slip tiny note in Dora's hand, upper
ceived by Mr.. Harton. as he passed
through the hall, closely guarded. 1t
contained these words:
DEAR LITTLE FRrEND-Do not be dis
turbed ON nay account. / have been
rather unlueky, but it viii come right in
the end, am convinced. / was in the
observatory when Mr.. Harton entered,
SO had no chance of escape. Please do
not answer any questions if you can
avoid them. l shall send for a legal
friend of mine Immediately, and when
he comes have favor to ask Of you.
Your grateful friend, A.C.
Before night Chorley Cliffs and the
village were in high state of excite
ment, and the widest stories were circu-
lated. Jane resolutely refused to admit
any of her gossiping cronies, and busted
herself about Mrs. Bertrand.
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