Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1892-09-01
CHAPTER ,XI.

Since in the tolls OF Fate
Thou art incios'd, submit if thou canst brook
submission
Mr.. Eyre arrived in town shortly af-
ter twelve next day (Friday). and pro-
ceeded immediately to the transaction
OF one OF the most difficult businesses
it had ever been his lot to undertake.
lie was expected, and shown immedi-
ately into the presence of the man
whose hand held the scales in which
more than one life was trembling; and
after Il quarter of an hours interview.
left, not waiting for Lord Lovel, who
was expected in ten minutes. Mr..
Eyre had telegraphed from Paris for a
special train to be in readiness at one
O'Clock to take him 10 Lovel, there be-
ing no ordinary one for some hours: and
as 1T left the great city behind, he threw
himself back on the cushions, and for
the first time absolutely alone since he
had received Franks telegram. began
conSecutlvely to think. lie had neither
broken bread, nor tested wine since
that time the day before. but no signs
OF fatigue were visible in his face or
bearing. His brow was still of rock,
his lips of adamant. He looked a man
blcklered and panOplied against Fate
a target whence her poisoned arrows
must glance aside, perchance wOunding
others, but never himself. Presently
he rose, and began to pace the saloon
carriage from end TO end.
Action of some kind ever seemed in
diSpensable to this man, but all his
dNedS were as free from hurry, his pow
efful Will as little Influenced by out
ward causes. as the onward, efforuesS
sweep or the alOatrOSS is affected by the
winds that played around it.
An enemy had once likened him to
Etna as described by Pindar, 1.-The nurse
OF everlasting frost, concealing within
deep cavernS, the fountains of unap-
proachable fire." and it was partly per-
haps this conviction that beneath an
habI ttlal reserve he harbored profound
passions, that made him the force
among men he undoubtedly was.
Once he started. and uttered an ex-
clamaJion; it had crossed his mind that
even II by superhuman chance Madcap
did not know the truth, she might learn
1t by accident from the newspapers of
that day.
To be sure. she rarely read one, her
hourly companiOnShip with her hus-
band giving her neither inclination nor
need to do so. He told her all that was
worth hearing. and passed over the
rest being OF GOethe'S opinion, who. on
being pressed hard as to the immortality
of Byron'S writings, said that they We're
not so immoral as the newspapers.
AS Mr.. Eyre approached Lovel, one
or two signs of Impotence escaped him;
but no one who saw him alght would
have dreamed that there Went a man
whose every hope of earJhly happiness
hung on the issues of the next half
hour.
on have the reprieve. sir?" the
station master ventured to say when he
had recovered from his amazement.
Not L. said Mr.. Eyre, LOOKING at
the man as though he would read his
SCLy oUuI.
But Lord Lovel-" said the man.
trembling at his own audacity.
''Oh! he's coming" said Mr.. Eyre
carelessly. You may expect him bv
the last train and he went his wav on
foot.
Its all over with her." said the man.
as he went back 10 the station: and in
less than half an hour every soul in
Loyel and AiarmitOn alike knew that
all hope for the condemned woman was
past
Mr.. Eyre walked across the fields
Win MS usual firm step, and observ ed
one OF TWO instances of neglect that
would insure a sharp rebuhe to ten
ant on The morrow He noted, too, the
old thorn beneath which Madcap loved