The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1892-09-07
BETRAYED;
A DARK MARRIAGE
MORN.
A Romance of LoUe, Intrigue and
Crime.
BY MRS. ALICE P. CARR1sToN.
CHAPTER II.-fContinued).

ChAPIEh lL-tContlnueuj.
It was nine o'clock in the evening BE.
fore Ray called at Eugene's room.
He found him as he had expected, writ
ing; and after tarrying for half an hour,
and speaking what words of encourage
ment he could think of. he left, feeling
that it would be q relief to his friend to
have him do 80.
The next morning when he arose, Eu-
gene found a business letter awaiting
him. After wondering glance at the en-
velope he tore it open. The letter it con-
tanned was brief and to the point:
DEAR SIR-I am greatly in want of
an efficient book.keeper. You have been
strongly recommended to me, and l offer
you the position. The salary am pre-
pared to pay is one thousand dollars per
annum. If you accept, should be glad
to have you enter upon your duties to-
morrow morning. Respectfully, ETC.,
JOHN NoRfoN. Publisher"
For some moments EUGENE was almost
unable to speak, OF, for that matter, even
to think; but presently he was more him
self, ana then the truth flashed upon him.
John Norton? Why, that's Rays rela-
tive. All! see it all now; this is his do
ings, ONO! it's more like Meta. I must
60 to them at cnce;" and he went.
Yes, it was Meta's doings. Ray had
FASTENED home from the bank, and, full
of the subject, had told her everything.
Without word, but with pale face and
quivering lips, she had hurried to her own
room, and after dressing for going out,
had hastened through the sitting-room,
saving. as she pass ID into the hall:
Brother, hope to be back in an hour.
If do not come, don't worry; shall be
safe" and then she had almost flown to
the publisher.
He heard her story, gave her q hundred
dollars, telling her to see that II was
handed to Eugene on the morrow, and
then told her that their friend should not
want for employment.
And thus it was that young Cleveland,
On this next morning after his dismissal
from the bank, four d himself far better
off. in q worldly point of view, than he
had been on the day before.
In the dark hour of his trouble and
disappointment he had written letter to
q sweet and trusting girl in pretty New
England village, informing her that he
had lost his situation. but saying never q
word about the woman who had caused
his disgrace.
On returning to his room after his Sec
ond days service at the publishing house,
he found note on his table. It was
simply this:
Come to me. my own love, and be
comforted. am here at my aunts.
MILDRED.
~29S West Thirty-second street.
Tuesday morning."
Eugene gave glad shout of satisfac-
tion, and started for Thirty second street
at once.
All! how much those two had to say to
each other! How earnestly she regarded
him-how eagerly she watched his every
movement!
And 80 you are to have one thousand
dollars a year, now?" she said, at last.
Yes. dear: that is to be nv salary"
isn't That great DEAL mean, won't
it support you quite comfortable"
Yes, indeed; and my little wife, too,
if she will lie my wife. What do you
say, Mildred?"
Il see very clearly" she responded de.
nurely, that unless say yes you will
be getting into fresh trouble directly"
-Ah! then you consent. B ess you,
Mildred-bless you, my own darling!"
And he covered her lips with kisses.