Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1891-12-10
CRUEL
CRAVE,
The Secret Of DunraYen
Castle.
BY ANNIE ASHMORE,
Author of"FAithful Margaret" Etc, Etc


you would have liked TO let them drown,
do your" cried she strengthening herself
and looking down upon him with two
flashing, incredulous eyes
Up TO this, Edgar had listened as TO
an Idle colloquy, for the mere delight of
hearing Ulva's voice, but now a more
personal interest chained him 10 the
spot. What lover could withstand the
temptation of hearing his lady speak
about him while ignorant OF his prox-
Unity?
And by the dawning rose in her cheek
and the keener gaze Of the old man, he
knew his name was coming.
There was but one life especially in
danger-and il was not l who saved 1t
1t was my lady's will that seq me three
times down after him-and It was my
lady's ain proud hands that pulled him
from the wave
.-Hushl" whispered Viva, blushing
scarlet, and darting uneasy glances
around; while Edgar turned cold and
faint meath the shock OF delight-fOr
this he had not heard till now.
who said that?" demanded Viva,
defiantly; certainly you were in no
condition to know what happened; poor
fellow, you did your duty like a brave
man then, and won't believe you regret
it now"
-Weel, then. Mr.. sircombe said it"
Viva looked astonished; then dis
missed the point as trivial, and attacked
the main one
sand is it Mr.. Edgar you are warning
me against?"
Deed it is, Lady Oolava; and an ill
day for Dunraven when the soft and
supple LOwlander won in. -
@Kenmore, you are wicked What
possible harm could he or any other
stranger" ooh, Ulva) do to my fathers
daughter"
@When the day comes the deed will
be done. Twas your ain hand aid it
upon him as his weird He will never
die until he has paid We for his life with
woe and wrong All. lady, 70 blanch
an falter-listen, there may vet be time
TO turn the doom aside, if ye Wad speak
the word.
Viva was silent, however. Edgar saw
that her sweet face was wan and
troubled.
@One word urged Kenmore, eagerly,
-and the Englishman will be on the
main land before this sun goes DOWN."
~Nonsense!" exclaimed Viva, indig-
nantly. as Lord Ihchcape's daughter
to drive forth guest from her fathers
| roof like village bOor, out of respect
TO barbarOns superstitiOn?"
@Ohone! woe worth the dayl" lamented
Kenmore, -the z amOur's upon you al
ready, he's cast his spell over you, you've
taken that first step on that fatal road
when your maiden heart goes out TO him
in Pity
"Silencei" cried Ulva imperiously,
pride and shame crimsOning her cheeks
and flashing from her eyes ~You over
/ step respect; 1 permit no such liberty =
She descended the messy steps, waiv-
ing him out of her path with royal
/ gesture, but he still stood before her
with clasped hands and beseeching face.
-Oh, my henhy mistress, whom have
i borne In my arms BARN, it's not in a
heart so leal to you to let you pass on
-unwarned to a Woful love 1t was his
/ like that brought the curse on Inchcape,
and parted-God forgive me, am l mad
to come over it to her2 Mind you this,
Lady OOlava: Hearts as proud and
/ pure as your own have been made a
summer toy by comely Englishmen, and
flung under the heel when tired of And
l warn yOu-I warn yOu-as sure as
death I'll do it-upon that day when
Captain Edgar puts forth his hand to
take your heart, a Highland dirk will
find sheath in his own if all England
should cry murderi"
! Kenmore spoke quietly, but with a
/ fierce menace in his manner; but the
lady did not finch. Her form lowered
haughtily, her fine nostrils quivered;
her dark eyes shot forth wrathful light
nings-
sand 1 warn You, kenmore. that If
you ever again betray a sign Of this
/ brutal superstittOn-Or NEEDLE with the
/ guest who is under this roof-if he were
Satan himself-I shall Danish you from
my presence, and never look upon your
face again." Having thus passed judg-
ment, she swept past him with incOm-
| parable dignity, and left the garden.
Kenmore gaZed sadly after her.
~Ah, ayl" murmured he, With plant
/ i've lengthening of the word. there We
/ gang, proud an disdainTul as a queen;
| but it's a maiden's heart ye carry in
/ your bOnny breast, an ma.dens' hearts
/ can aye be won an broken. OhOne!
Ohone! black fall the day when steered
| the Cursed Guest to Sleat-na- Nreckeni 20
Edgar sank down in his place with his
head between his hands. a tumult of
| thoughts whirled through his brain:
pain-hOpe-andn newborn dread OF the
/ future.
Tapped in luxurious weakness since
his cOnN aleseence began, he had done
nothing but think of her ana let his
heart drift on to alteration, unchecked
/ by one doubt. Now conscience pricked
him and babe him consider to what mis-
/ cry he might bind her future, should he
gain the prayer OF his heart and awake
/ her love A gulf of unknown depth
separated him from Lord Inchcape's
/ daughter; the secret which had spoiled
Lord Inch apes life, parted him from
/ his wife, and sent Viva to share her ex-
/ ile-this was the gulf that divided them.
| and until he had fathomed it he had no
right In honor to lay one thought Of love
at her feet True. he might never
awake her heart; still he knew that as
sure as he permitted his own to go out
| irrevOcably to her, he could never keen
| out of her life until he had fought his
best to win her.
II must fly from this place. groaned
he In sudden anguish; ait is not only my
| peace that risk-it might be hers"
And then a great flood of passion
swept over him-he scOrned at that vir-
/ tuous resolve Why should he not fight
it out, and perhaps win her, and save
her from the mysterious life of unnatural
ssclusion which seemed to await her,
through no gdilt Of hers?
And again honor spoke, and he re-
called the love and duty which he owed
h kinsman, and the entire faith which
he had always felt in his nobility.
He could never have acted unjustly
nor cruelty toward his chi d.
Edgar bowed beneath these conflicting
gusts Of passion; his soul was in deep
waters.
During his illness Lady Dunraven had
been mu-h with him; he could not dis
associate her constant lowering pres
ence from the long. burning. rest ess
nights OF delirium; nor her eager. spirit
like lace from his death ike slumbers,
when at first sleep came back to him.
As he grew stronger, she still sat with
him hour by hour; a pale, burning Eyed
pres nee, that seldom spoke, but fol-
lowed her own breeding thoughts BY
the hour yet always ready with her