The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1892-01-07
CHAPTER XII.
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drowned! oh Heaven. show me some
pity" shuddered Lady Inchcape when
they had told her.
She stood motionless, with blank and
darkening face; she did not even OBJ
serve Viva, who had sunk upon chair.
"Oh. this fatal rock, how l loathe it,"
muttered Lady Inchcape.
what have youth or hope to do here?
Naught but to die. ="
For the first time the patient Enge-
londe rebelled, had dared almost to
hope,-and here was despair again,
blacker than before. And she had loved
the noble young man so tenderly, so adj
miringly! Dead! she wrung her hands,
and the wild tears came, and relieved
her bursting heart.
"Ulva!" said Lady Inchcape, in low,
startled voice.
But Viva did not hear her, nor see
her anguished face; the sound Of the
cruel waves was in her ears, and the
vision of Edgar's face shut out every
thing else
as this how 1 have guarded my dear
lords child?" asked conscience sternly.
absorbed in my own sorrow l have for
gotten that UIva's childhood is past, and
allowed wOman'S heart to be won and
broken"
All that wild night she held the strick-
en- girl in her arms; but she dared not
ask her whether she could have loved
Edgar.
= Jfhe whole of the Sleat-na- Vrecken
was reused, by the fatal ending of the
brave, young EnglishmaQ: In the few
visits which he had paid. to their huts
with sUlva,.f his hearty, Simple goodness
-had.disarmed every prejudice or sense Of
strangeness, and the romance of his
rescue had had its influence upon their
minds. :.:... =,
y 'sfhey Had :;asdsirsd him ,ysAen he
walked" beside their" 'O6lava, apd some
had>forecaSted> lsve4and marriage be-
tween the "tQnny paiI..'. They be-
moaned his untimely fate. and. dreaded
ITS effect utor'tte1f' lady; and withsthe
earliest dawn theyAgpsres out searching
all round the flinty shore. They found
the boat and they found the -furs, but
u0tpotf Edg&.- ''.v""s~
:. There were twe"men who slept none
that night; although .tirey passed it in
very differentscenes. -.
Sircom5e spent night Of bfood-curd-
ling horror in his own study; Kenmore
wandered among the rocks in the storm.
In the morning the heart strings Of
each man tugged at him till he had to
steal to Lady Inchcape's rooms and try
to see her. They met at her door.
Each started at the spectral appear
ance of the other.
Srcombe noticed the drenched and
storm beaten condition of Kenmore, and
he staggered back against the dOOrpost
in an agony of guilty terror.
you've been-you've been wandering
about all night?" whispered he.
SAY. Mr.. Sircombe," said Kenmore,
hoarsely, averting his eyes from the man
who had tempted him to act the sneak
sAnd-speak OUT" almost screamed
Sircombe-"what have you found out
found, mean?"-the amendation be ng
due to Kenmore's curious glance. For a
long minute the old Highlander did not
speak; he was scanning the changed face
of the secretary, and for the first time
it was entering his mind to suspect Mr..
Sircombe.
what should find, but dool an sor-
IOW III u ." yOuh6 uou Cut On al las
prime? But whist"
The door was opened by Lady Inch
cape's ma d, Mary. that thoughtless, af-
fectionate girl, who had once through
her bungling.. contributed to Lord Inch
ca pes suspicion Of his innocent wife.
Il merely wished to inquire how the
ladies had passed the night" said Sir
combe, glancing past her.
Not we'll, l fear" said Mary,
grievedly; ~the shock of the accident
has been dreadful. Neither one has lain
down; wish had known, would have
waited up. But my lady's always that
way"
Lady Inchcape had heard the NUT.
tered colloQuy, and came herself to the
door.
Lady Viva is very ill.," she said. In
carefully chosen phrases-.the exposure
yesterday, added to the unexpected acct
dent. has contr. buted to PROSTATE heI
completely. She is now lying on my
bed very feverish. must trouble you
| for some medical assistance, Mr.. Sir
| cOmbe.
So jealousy she strove to hide pool
Ulva's secret! But both the men before
her OWNED it, and oh, how it tore q
| their hearts!
| KENMORE strobe away with sense Of
suffocation,' and cry from his Utmost
{ soul.
ooh, Captain Edgar, If ye were bu1
back again, wad gle ye my heart.
| blood to buy your love for Oolaya!s
| But 6ircombe's soul vas writhin6 q