Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1892-02-04
THE CRAVE,
The Secret Of DunPaYen
Castle.
BY ANNIE ASHMORE,
Author OF Faithful Margaret Etc. Etc
CHAPTER xIv.-continue,l.


gentleman, perhaps one OF the neighbOr-
ing gentry who had been out fishing.
The skih was an elegant thing, such as
a gentleman might use.
Almost delirious with the idea OF Ac-
eringtOn's proximity, LOyeday galloped
close up to him, dropped TO the ground,
and stand ng before him, blinded and
dazed, gasped out
~Win you-will you row me under the
bridge and hide me until that person
who is coming passes by?"
Even as she was speaking, he was
leading the trembling Ahmed round be-
hind the thick trunks Of the clump of will
lows where she stood painting, with drOop-
ing neck and heaving sides; he then lift
ed LoYeday lightly into the cushioned
stern OF the skiff, flung a great white
bear skin over her, showed of; and was
safe hidden under the low stone arch of
the bridge, when tho horseman thun-
dered overhead, and up the road.
Then the skin shot out into the swift
current and the gentleman piled the
oars till they raced between the banks,
and In few minutes were out Of sight
of bridge and horse.
Loveday had lain just where she was
placed in something so nearly like n
swOOn that she took no note Of anything
for perhaps five minutes.
Then she heard the swift brush OF the
"6NoA N6IAAoA A4A0 EA1uAoa anu 4GlL INC
tremOr OF each mighty pull OF the oars,
and lifting her head from the downy
cushion, and smoothing back with both
languid hands the clinging maze of her
hair which had broken loose and fallen
over her face, she looked at her deliver
or, who faced her not three feet of.
1t was Col. AccringtOn himself.
The shock was enough TO have killed
her. quite ObliViOus Of where she was
she started up In the frail boat, uttering
scream after scream, so piercing in their
heart-rending intensity that they echoed
for miles around Accrington seized her
by the half-coiled rope of hair which
swung toward him, and drew her back
just as she was plunging oberboard,
clasping her round with an exulting ex-
clamatiOn: Il have you at last, safe
poor frightened darlingi"
She wrlthed down from his breast,
moaning, and convulsed with horror
the fratl boat rocked in the swirling cur
rent under their violent motions; he
clasped her again with all his reused
strength, blind TO everything but the
capture OF his madly coveted loye,-he
had her safe this time, when over surged
the skill, and they were struggling in
the water.
Even there he held on to her with q
grasp like naked nerve, and the instant
they regained the surface he swan with
a Few vigorous strokes to the boat
which hoated near. bottom up, and
flung his unoccupied arm over the keel;
and thus braced, he could draw her head
and shoulders up out OF the water. and
support her thus Her sweet death
white face dropped on his shoulder, her
dear eyes were closed
~Ahl she will escape me yeti" grOaned
the man, and he uttered q blasphemous
curse at the Power which had defeated
him after ali his plotting.
He gazed around the darkening scene;
the river rushed in a strong, deep cur
rent between two precipitous banks as
far as the eye could reach; he knew that
for miles below the bridge there was no
dwelling or chance of rescue. and, al
though strong swimmer might have
made his way Ashore alone, in Accring-
toms encumbered situation he had as
much as he could do TO keep his com
panion above water.
sort OF dark rage took possession of
him; to perish thus was such q lame
conclusion TO what promised to be the
most intoxicating love-idyl of his iifel
Why had he misealculated the strength
OF this timid, delicate creatures will
TO contend with him for her freedom?
Why had he allowed vanity to delude
him into the belief that because his
gaze could fascinate her into a passive
ANAA AAAE III ll4G Al4uAAculs sue hOulu NOT
rebound from him with tenfOld revul-
sion when she unexpectedly met him
again?
For his magnamimOus submission to
her will at Silverstream had all been a
ruse to prevent a scene. He had be-
guiled her to Silverstream, where his
skih was in waiting, hoping for a quick
and quiet conclusion to the days misad-
venture in an elopement by boat to a
railway hrr.r f.aT, he.
might take flight to London, and thus
throw of pursuers until the marriage
was contaminated, when he believed
that Mrs. Dellamere's pride would pre-
vent her from taking further steps to
recover her daughter as a minor.
LOveday had not been so pliable as he
hoped; and he had been obliged to let
her start for home alone; but he had al
ready set an obstacle in the way of her
return by loosening her mares shoe with
his own hands, with an old cavalryman's
dizziness; and when she started by the
highway, he went the much swifter way
by the river, and was waiting at the
bridge long before she appeared; expect
ing to see her quite tanned by the acct
dent to her horse, and ready to let him
think for her. And here she lay half
drowned against him. and much more
willing to die than run away with him.
at is all that accursed Crecyl1 NUT
tered he venomously; Laura said that
her heart was engaged. And he cursed
the youth wi heart and soul.
He wondered who the rider had been
from whom Loveday was flying so fran
tically; he guessed that she had mistaken
him for himself, and endured a distinct
pang at this proof of her aversion to
him Could it have been any one sent
on their track? Surely not yet?
These thoughts glanced through his
excited brain without distracting il from
its schemes to escape from their perilous
situation The cold was intense; the
bitter winds furrOWed the black waters.
and squat Of hails,ones battered and
splashed about them; dreary as death
was the prospect
~Lovedayl LOveday.p muttered Ac-
erington, laying his cheek against her
cold white one. as it lay on his shoulder,
her long fine hair swathing and binding
them together as il flowed over both
forms indiscriminately. How is it you
could not love me- when I love you so
much?n
An expression of hopeless anguish
came upon his face he began to feel
that 10 win this girl 70 love him, he
could almost try TO be worthy OF her.
Suddenly q great roar of falling water
reached his ear he gazed wildly around
Not far below he saw q great -four
mill near the river, while along the
bank, above him, ran a mill-race, which
opened on the river by means Of q
sluice. The sluice was now open, and
the waste water from the dume was
pouring into the river like . great
cataract, stirring the waters into 3 boil
ing viii lpOoi. which must inevitably
swamp the slzih and drag the castaHays
down 10 their death.
Accrington gazed in dismay, tnen
shouted for help TIL the welkin fang
AGAIN