The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-01-03

HuHAUbE tue 11lAtL hAA4t tLA.Lftl. Al
/ ] was treadIng In that direction ! came sud
/ denly face 70 face with q woman. She hac
/ her head down, and we almost ran into
| each other. As she looked up / was startled
| % recOgnizs Mrs. MusgrEve. Not that the
mere fact Of her being there was 80 very
/ surprising, but her bearing and expression
were certainly noteworthy.
| She was CHASTITY pale, and had a wild,
/ disheveled appearaDce-she who was ordi-
narily the pink Of fashion and self posses
sion.
She gave me a sort Of reeliug glance.
| know not how otherwise to describe IL, and
] am pretty sure she did not recognise me-
She was so pre-occuDied as to beunconsciOui
OF surrounding objeots-a state into which
a woman docs not get more than once OF
twice In her lifetime. She must have been
lsb9riug under come great stress Of emotion.
What had caused it, Nothing was in sight,
except green foliage and turf, and nothing
was audible but hidden thrush, making
music to itself
1t was strange 20 see such fierce human
passion amidst surroundings so peaceful and
sweet.
With this reflection in my mind. con-
tinued 10 advance mechanically, and, before
1 knew it. 1 was within half q dozen PAGES
of the bench.
IL was not untenanted. A man and a
woman sat upon il. their backs toward me.
AS | looked, the man threw his arm round
the woman's waist, drew her powerfully to
him, and kissed her repeatedly on the mouth
and eyes.
~ must be off now, sweetheart" he said.
"Mind and be at my rooms at II Tonight,
remember And by this time tomorrow
wen be safe, and happy for the rest Of our
lives"
Il promise-only-lov me always" she
replied.
That was all heard; drew back silent
ly. Mrs. Musgrave must have followed
them, and seen something like what had
seen.
The outlook was stormy.
The night turned out rainy, and, as there
was no moon after 10 o'clock it was dark.
A few minutes before IL, Dakyn and ar
rived on the corner of the street where
Stewart lived. just round the corner,
drawn up to the sidewalk, was covered
carriage. with two good horses in the traces,
and acOachman, in a waterproof overcoat,
sitting silent on the box.
where on earth are you taxing me top
my companion exclaimed. "If 1t is only to
call on Stewart why do you make such a
mystery about iii"
Az he spoke, a woman, closely muffied up,
crossed the street from the other side, and
went into the doorway by which access was
had TO Stewards apartment. This assured
me that had made no mistake, and that
there was no time to be lost.
81 have a little crow to pick with Stew
art, | said, land / want you to be- @ witness
OF the explanation between u.s."
"Oh! That sort of thingl What is the
row about" he inquired, as we approached
the door.
about woman-and one whom you
know. Keep cool, and follow my lead. You
may be more interested in this thing than
you think for"
He gave me look-a peculiar one There
was no reason why he should suspect the
truth, but suspicion, in matters Of this
kind, sometimes transcends reason. He had
been cleverly hoodwinked, and perhaps he
was not overweight; but there are intui-
tions that see through bandages, and take
the place of sylogisms OF experience
Dakyns face, at all events, assumed very
serious and determined expression, and he
followed me without q word. We ascended
two or three steps TO the passage, and l was
about to ring the door be, when discov-
cred that the door was aJar. The voices of
q man and n woman were audible from
within, speaking excitedly. Full of the idea
that l should find Stewart with Blanche. l
disregarded etiquette, and, pushing the door
open, entered.
There stood Stewart in the hall; and, In
front of him, the woman whom had seen
come in moment before But she has now
thrown aside her cloak she was not Blanche,
but Mrs. Musgrave.
81 saw you and heard your she was ex-
claiming. you can't lie to me, Fitzjamesl
She is in this house, and | won't 20 till I've
seen hern
81 swear to you, on my honor as o gen
tlemau, that she is not" returned Stewart
Its preposCerousl Come in and look for
yourself-but be quick about it! l expect
some fellows here, and IL they we're TO find
you Now, thenn
This last ejaculation was addressed to
Dakyn and myself, of whom he had Just
caught sight He pushed her behind him,
and stepped forward with a swing Of his
shoulders and hostile look. ~ must ask
you to withdraw, gentlemen" he added,
after moment. This is not a place of
public resort; and I'm engaged"
But here Mrs. Musgrave slipped past him,
GLIDING the quick effort Of his arm to re-
strain her. The woman was shaking with
excitement, and plainly reckless of conse-
quences.
II will tell it ALI" she cried out. ''What
do | care2 Let all the world know / can't
be worse off than | am-but will stop you
from Blanche Luellen is here. | heard
them arrange to meet and go off together
to-nightW
/ nat6 10 say nytnlng QlSagre9aOlS TO a
lady, broke in Stewart in Il cool. sarcastic
tone, but Mrs. Musgrave is not quite her
self this evening | regret that her intoxi-
cation should take the form of aspersing
the fair tame Of one of her own sex; her
charge is too farcial TO be denied but | hope
Mrs. Musgrave will have sense enough left
TO see that the only reputation really in
| danger is her own. What will these gentle
men think Of you, do you suppose, Mrs.
M1sgrave% he added, turning on her with
an expression truly satanic; and what will
| they tell their friends Tomorrow
They will tell them" she replied, fixing
! her eyes on him with a passion OF hate IN
them oulmatohing his own, because there
I was no pretence OF reserve in it, that | was
ruined by a man who forged his cousins
name to a draft, and was expelled from all
his clubs in London for cheating at cards
and who killed In a duel a man who had
been his friend. and whose wife he had be.
trayed-after having killed his own wife by
! cruelty If not by something more direct.
| And now this man thinks he can leave mo
and run off with Blanche Luellen. But
| he doesn't quite know me. yet. He has
escaped SO far. because those who could
! have accused him have been afraid of him.
! But I'm not afraid him, and ~
| Stewart took a step toward her. There
/ was a threat in the sudden movement as II
he meant to strike her, though | doubt il
such were really his purpose. But Dakyu
/ evidently thought otherwise, for he pu;
himself between them. Then Stewart said
/ fiercely:
"Out of my way, YOU puppyn and