The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-09-07
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their staring eyes, treobe 1 WANT see
those either, and my old bones win rest
peaceful when die. He spoke kind to
me, the bonny chiel; his face was like
my Ben's;" she rocked herself to and
fro in the silent agony Of despair, Of
which the old cottage walls had been SO
often the dumb witnesses.
Suddenly Pixy gave a low hiss and a
growl and leaped on to her shoulder.
She looked up quickly. The cats green,
glazing eyes were fixed on the small win
dow behind her. Her blood curdled in
her veins.
pale face, framed with storm tossed
elf locks Of black hair, was pressed close
against the dim, thick glass. At least
50 Dinah Retallack fancied. But it van
ished instantly. and the old woman, with
a shudder, covered closer to the fire.
The apparition, for SO she thought il
was, BODIED no good, and was a bad omen
as regarded the success of the morrow's
enterprise. She shook her head and
brooded darlrly over what seemed one
proof more that the curse of fate hung
over her.
CHAPTER TX.
RUN TO EARTH.
Madge Trevylian, in her neat dark
blue linen gown, with its spotless collar
and cuffs. little bunch of ox-eved
oa1s1es tucked into Ter Trim waistDelr,
was alone in the pleasant parloI, the
breakfast tray already on the table
Neither Olive nor Harold Darlington
t.oI x-a4 s,x.,,ea ,-.1 xx-an r.,<4s.x~.
late.
She ran up to her cousins room and
tapped at the door, but received no re-
ply, so she tried to open it. In vain, it
was bolted inside. Madge felt uneasy,
and pushed harder. The fastening,
which was not very strong, gave way,
and the door few open.
She started back amazed at what she
saw. Olive. pale as a ghost, stood in the
middle of the floor. Her dress, which
appeared soaked and heavy with water,
chung round her; her hair was disheveled
and wet and her hat and jacket lay on
the bed. She turned peevishly on Madge.
"What on earth did you come bursting
into the room like that for? Why didn't
you wait for me to open the door, she
asked, Grossly, twisting up her damp
plaits and turning her face away towards
the glass
II did knock; but what is the matter,
Olive? Where can ron have been, to get
SO wet? One would think you had been
out all night" Madge said.
The latter words were spoken in care
less haste; but Olive turned on her
cousin with such strange expression in
her eyes that she recoiled, frightened.
What a mad idealp she answered
scornfully. s'And, pray, what should l
be out all night forf No; such things
are, suspect, more in your line, Miss
Madge-sly and demure as you are. i
have no lover with whom to hold secret
meetings. No; have simply been for
battle before breakfast, that is all; and
coming back / slipped on bit of wet
So much for your mares nest, my inno-
cent minded cousin" she added, cold
sheer on her lips.
Madge, though unsophisticated and
gentle, was not without a certain simple
dignity Of her own.
IT do not know what Won mean by at
taclnng me like this, Olive; but see, Of
course, that You have guessed my secret"
she flushed as she spoke. 81 am at
your mercy; for it is useless to try and
make you understand that we did not
mean to deceive anyone. But Harold
must know now that I cannot be silent
any longer" Madge was pale and her
lips were firmly set. as she turned to
leave the room.
Olive saw she had gone too far. She
had not meant to betray herself thus;
but rage had mastered her.
wait" she said hastily, seizing
Madge's gown. "What a little fool you
are, OF course, / was only joking. IF
you are wise you will say nothing to
Harold Darlington. In time all that
puzzles you now will be made clear.
Some day you viii thank me for
"Olive, what do you mean?' Madge
was thoroughly alarmed by her wild
words and de1neanor.
81 Oh, nothing!" Olive burst into
laugh--hollow, wretched, with no
ring of nirth in it, $50 away, and for
get all I have said. viii keep your
secret, never fear"
And with this Madge was forced to
be content. On reflection she deter
mined not to tell Harold anything Of
what had passed. It would only distress
him needlessly; and had he not limited
to her only yesterday that he hoped soon
all necessity for concealment would be
past?
When all three met at the breakfast
table there was no sign to show how full
of electricity the air was, how strained
the relations between the trio. save an
unusual silence.
But later Olives words came back to
Madge, fraught with new and terrible
meaning.
The night was still, though faint
ripple broke the dark, even surface Of
the sea, and flying scud Of black, rag
ged clouds chased each other over the
steel blue sky, hiding from time to time
! the pale disc of the full moon
Silently, stealthily the Lively Fanny