Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-04-07

wa1ieo Tne gamekeeper aloud, as
mourners, friends, tenants and servants
were falling into order, after laying
Mr.. Dalrymple in his grave. s.the
squire would have been here now"
CHAPTER I'LL
The hot rays of the sun in June were
on the " est-end streets, as three gen.
tlemen strolled arm-in-arm through
one of them. Three men more different
in appearance itwould be rare to meet.
He who walked in the middle was by
far the best looking, young man Of
four-and-twenty, attired in mourning.
His regular features had an open ex-
preston, his blue eyes were set some
what deep in his head, and their long
eyelashes, nearly black, were darker
than his hair He ON the right was
stout man of five or six-and-iiity, with
mass of iron-gray hair; and his promi-
nent eyes shone out, hard and bold,
through his goll-rimmed glasses. The
other was short and thin, and stopped
in the shoulders, witA>kecn jet-black
eyes oyerhanging a hooked nose; and
his eyes looked too keen and his nose
too hooked for his thirty years. The
stout one was Colonel Haughton, the
keen one Mr. Piggott, and the middle
one Charles Dalrymple. Suddenly the
latter stood still, and gazed across the
street.
''What now, Dalrymplep'
''There's my cousin Oscar. If ever I
saw him in my life, that is he. What
brings him in town? I'll wish you
good-day, and be after him
ITO meet to-night?' quickly cried
Colonel Haughton.
ITO meet tonight, of course. No
venge.' And SO saying, Charles Dali
rymple disengaced himself from the
other two, and flew across the street.
Oscar, Oscar, is it you? When did
you get hereP'
"Ah! how are you? Twas on my
way to South Audley street to find you
out
"Come for long stay?' demanded
Charles, as he linked his arm within
his cousin s-who. ~ the way, was a
cousin some degrees removed.
II came to-day, and l return to-mor-
row. replied Oscar Dalrymple.
You don't mean that, man? Visit
London in the l.rht of the season,
and stop day o. y! Such calamity
WAS never heard Of.
IL can not aiisrd to stay said Os-
car. "My purse is not long enough
for London
'Then what did you come for?'
ga small matter of business brought
me-" returned Oscar; who did not
choose to tell Charles that he was come
to look after hun. News of Charles
doings, OF rather misdoings, had tray
eled to his mothers remote home, the
II, L., ~
to proceed to London and see what was
amiss.
Oscar said nothing of this. Cold,
cautious and secrctive, he determined
first of all to look and mark; he might
gather something by signs. If ever
two natures were opposed to each 9th
er, his and Charles We're, the one all
cool calculation, the other all thought
less impulse. Oscar had also the add
vantage of Charles, by half a dozen
years.
They dlned together at Charles
rooms. Charles urged some outdoor
attractions afterward, but he urged
them in vain. Oscar preferred to re-
| main at home. SO they sat, and
smoked. and slipped their wine; at least,
Charles smoked, Oscar was not given 10
the habit. Still he said nothing. At
eleven O'Clock he rose.
cit is time for sober people to be in
bed, Charles. l hope have not kept
you up"
Charles Dalrymple fairly exploded
with laughter. Kept him up! at only
eleven clock!
my evening is not begun yet" said
he.
"No!' returned Oscar. looking sur
prised, whether he felt so ornot. "What
! do you mcan?'
II am engaged for the evening to
Colonel Haughton.
1T is curious time to begin an even
ing. What are you going to do at Col
onel Haughton s?'
Cant tell till get there
"Can 1 accompany you?'
| Charles face turned grave. s'No,'
said he, lit is a liberty may not take.
Colonel Haughton might resent it. He
is peculiar-tempered man."
"Good-night.'
Goodnight, Oscar. Come to break
fast at ten.'
Oscar Dalrymple departed. But he
did not proceed to the hotel, where he
took up his station in shady place
whence he could see the door he hac
just come out of; covering there like
a house-breaker watching the putting
out of the lights in the house he con
templates honoring with a midnigh
visit; or, like the policeman keeping
himself dark while he watches for {
housebreaker. Presently he saw Charlie
Dalrymple emerge from it and betak'
himself away
Hardly had his echoing footsteps
died out when Oscar retraced his step
to the house and knncked His cousin