Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1890-04-25

Inv0Iuntarily WINGED, feeling Shat the
tables were being turned on me.
rose and tried to laugh,
Evidently your too graphically told
tale has had depressing effect. F" I said
IN 60 outside now and Try to walk
Alone and IN the darkness I would
think over what 1 had just heard. Alone
and in darknessl How truly did those
words describe my OWL condition.
1t was evident there was no further Inc
formation to be gathered from the eZ-
huntsman. In point of fact, perhaps
there was no. more to learn. God knows
1t was enough! But even then, as /
tramped along the unknown road that
starless night my passion had somewhat
cooled, and felt I might have pitisd
Georgie had it not been for those damn
ing words Of Titles, beneath which such
subtle meaning lurked-@ Miss Hargreave.
sir rode on" Good God! would the
tones of his voice, the expression of his
face as he uttered them, ever cease to
haunt me?
This, then was the story which, few
seasons ago, had been the talk Of the
sporting world!
When a certain Mr.. and Mrs. Dudley
took up their abode in far-Oh NOrthshire,
and the huntingmen, who were. so cordial
with Jack Dudley in the field, wished
their wives and mothers, to call. upon his
wife, they inquired first, Who was she?b
Lester Bargreaye's daughter.
Why, every NJ. F.. II. in. the kingdom
would remember the tragic talesthe very
moment the name was spoken. And how
the news would spread
Need L wonder any longer that no CALI
eTs came to Langdale Grange? Need
wonder now what Edna. LyntOn, meant
when she tried all woman could to dis
suade me from thi8 fatal marriage?
EnotE blind iTfafuafa6 GT1Ta that r
had been to sell my liberty for the sake of
a beautiful face, and-Mammon!
But, alas, more remained to be. discov-
cred. The part DR.. GascOigne played in
this wretched drama was. still to- be ex-
planned; and I vowed to, heaven would
neither SLEEP, nor rest till the mystery sur
rounding him was solved.
I left Leicestershire by the first train
next morning.
How long the return journey seemed
now wearisOme all the changes and. de-
lays2 1t was nearly at night when
found myself once more at Wexham.
had telegraphed from. York fora. cab
to meet me, and two were waiting OUT
side the station. Selecting that to which
a pair Of horses. was attached, I was
about to enter it, when the, driver stopped
me-. It was engaged, he said, for a lady.
L therefore took possession of the other,
and we We're soon, passed by the two
horse. cab which / could not help MOTTO
ing was being driven at unusual speed.
About half a mile from the Grange. We.
met the same vehicle returning: a. ray of
moonlight glinting in showed me that it
was empty.
The entrance to the grounds was.
reached. The gates stood open. A few
seconds more and should be in the pres
ence Of my wife. Sudden conviction that
I was not prepared assaulted me. called
to the driver to stop; paid him, took.
/ my bag, and walked slowly along the,
mOOnHt carriage-driVe.
I did this to gain time-to, no other mo-
tive can 1 assign the actiOn-tO gain time
to frame the words which could best ex-
cuse my absence and explain why I had
returned a day earlier than had named.
1t was supposed I had gone to- York
about q horse. I had not bought the
| horse The less said the better
Still brOOding over my sOmbeT thoughts
almost uncOnsclOusly I turned along a
! faYOrite walk which led round the side of
the house. All here. lay in deepest shadow;
but a broad flood of light from the
mushroom window crossed the path and
lost itself in the shTubbery beyond.
George is in there, 1 thought; but.
instead of fastening forward, I stood still.
One minute more with the fresh March
wind blowing on me--One minute more,
/ and then
was close by the French window. I
! had even advanced q step with the in
| tentiOn of tapping on the pane to be let
! in, as I had done numberless times be-
fore, when it was flung suddenly open,
and a shadow fell along the illuminated
! space.
There, that is better. The air wiz
/ soon revive you" And the voice was the
| voice of Gascoigne, but he spoke with q
! tenderness had never heard from him
/ before.
! "Yes-I-I can breathe now" And
/ these words were spoken by my wife.
! The shadow seemed then to separate
/ to form two; and felt certain that he,
/ GascOigne, my Jr5end-heaven save the
mark!-had been holding her in his arms!
! The conversation that ensued was clearly
/ a continuation of one that had been go
! ing on inside the room.
[TO BE Continued