Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-11-05

mourning. Why, this is an unexpected honor, for it is not often nowadays that, unsolicited, you favor me with your society,""
 She accepted the chair he placed for her.
 . Paul." she said, in low, tremulous accents, "I can bear this load of misery no longer. have come-aye, on my knees, if necessary-to beg you to give me back my child"
 "A modest request, assuredly, as though was the Omnipotent. But you fail to say which of your lost treasures is the immediate object of your solici- tude. You forget that somewhere, float ing on the waves of humanity, are two pledges of your devotion to your late lamented lord"
 "Forgetp' she cried. "Never for one moment do I forget. The horrible thought is scared in my brain that they are lost to me. Day and night mourn their absence"
 "Pshaw, Wanda! Though I should like to encourage such beautiful ma ternal instincts, it is out of my power to accede to your very modest request You will never see son or daughter in this world again, so you may as well reconcile yourself to the inevitable"
 But Paul." she pleaded, "you, who have such marvellous power, could find them for me-nay, not the heir, do not dare to ask you that-but the sweet girl that I, wretch that am, cast away so many bitter years ago. will not let her rob you of one shilling of the rev cnues of this estate"
 And you would have me risk the fortune I have won for just piece of siclkly sentiment. Now, once for all, my lady, tell you that you shall never meet your children, even if their death were needed to prevent you"
 Suddenly she leaped to her feet. HeE eyes blazed with fury. It seemed inn possible that one so frail could show such vehemence in passion.
 'Oh, you base coward" she cried land it is for such thing as you that have wrecked my soul. Inhuman that you are, does Lord Arundels murdered body never cry for vengeance, does my brohen-hearted husbands ghost never haunt your pillow, do my wronged little ones"
 He rose and walked towards her witt hand outstretched and eyes fixed or hers with glance that seemed to pene trate her soul.
 ''Be calm! Be still!" She shrank from him with a pitiful l terrified look, and burst into paroxysn of sobs.
 Never taking his gaze from her, h. seized and rang the bell, and on the ap pearance of a stout, brutish country man in livery, which did not conceal hi rustic origin, he said, in suave, col tones:
 'Her ladyship is far from we'll thi morning, Robert. You will attend he1 while she takes an airing in the park the exercise may do her good"
 Obedient as a child, she rose and lei the room.
 It was then that Paul Hayter one more took in hand the letter he ha been perusing when he had been so III pleasantly interrupted.
 ''There's mischief here," he muttere to himself. "Else what does this interfel ing knave, Forester, mean by his alll sion to 'prying Americans and his pel emptory demand for an immediate il terview, which may, he declares, aver great family scandal? Well, I thin it little late now to fear disclosures Still, do not like the fellows manne -always so sycophantic, now so obtrl sive. What does it mean?"
 His meditations were rudely inte rupted. The door of his room was fun open and Robert, his servant, gaspin for breath, stood before him.
 "What is it?" the master cried, a tonished at the mans lack of ceremon,
 "Her ladyship-her ladyship-is- the fellow stammered.
 "Is what, you blockhead?"
 "Gone, sir!''
 "Gone!'
 "Yes. I couldn't help it--indeed, couldn't help 1t. T."
 "Cease whining, man, and tell m what has happenedr' the master thu dered.
 "We were in the lime walk back the house. My lady was sitting on