Lewiston teller. [volume] (Lewiston, North Idaho) 1878-1900, 1891-10-01

full beauty. j led her to my mothers room.
She stopped short as she saw 1t tenanted by
a lady. A quick blush crossed her cheek.
"Philippa. dearest" l said, this is my
mother. / have told her all, and she Is
waiting to welcome you. y
Still she stood mOtionless, save that her
head bent down and her bosom heaved. MY
mother came to her side, and, placing her
kind arms round her, whispered some words
which neither heard nor tried to hear.
Philippa broke into storm of sObs, and for
some moments wept on my mothers shout
der.
Then she raised her head and looked at
me, and my heart lcared at the expression
in her fearful eyes. basil. my brother, you
are too good to mev' she calculated.
NV mother led her to the sofa, and, with
her arms still round her. sat down by her
side. l left them, knowing that my love
had now the truest, noblest heart to sob
against; the quickest, most sympathetic ear
to listen to the tale of her wrongs; and the
softest, kindcst voice to soothe and console
her.
ALI! how happy should have felt, could
that one nights dark work have been UNI
done-could that white tomb forever hold
its CHASTITY secret!
CHAPTER VII.
THE MELTING OF THE SNOW.
The first stage of our flight toward safety
accomplished, l sat down to onco more re-
view the situation, and to take such counsel
as could give myself. endeavored to
foreshadow the consequences of the inevi-
table discovery Of Sir Mervyn's Ferrand's
death. tried calmly to ascertain in what
quarter the danger of discovery was situated,
and how best to guard against or turn aside
the peril.
Undoubtedly the chief person to fear was
Mrs. Wilson. She alone knew that the man
intende 10 reach Roding that night. She
alone knew in what relation, or supposed
relation, he stood to Philippa. The very
night Of his death would be fixed by the
snow storm; and I felt sure that as soon as
the dead man was identified Mrs. Wilson
could not fail to associate her guests sud-
den departure and subseGuent illness with
the terrible event. The moment she reveal
ell what she knew or suspected, suspicion
must point to the right person, and pursuit
must at once follow. My heart grew sick,
as, think how l would, could see no loop
hole BY which to escape from this danger.
About secondary things l troubled but
little. Upon calm reconsideration, did not
believe that my sto!id William would for q
jump at the right conclusion. II he
were led to suspect either of us, it would be
me. not Philippe; and well knew that he
was SO much attached to me that, although
he felt certain had done the deed, lie would
feel equally certain that l had good and
proper reasons for doing it, and no word to
my detriment would pass his reticent lips.
No, there was little to fear frcm William
had blamsd myself deeply for the i'm.
pulse which had urged me to hurl the fatal
weapon away. Why did l not keep it and
bury 1t fathoms deep? II that pistol were
found, 1t would possibly furnish clew
which night be followed UP, and undo
everything My only hope was that had
thrown it In some spot where it might lie
for years undiscovered, until all association
between 1t and the murder had disappeared.
To BE CONTINUED.