The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-06-19
Now FIRST PUBLISHED
CHAPTER XXXL-CoNrINuEp.


ear. He gazed at the man with keen in
quiry, but expression is hard to read, and
10 Hetheridge's guilty and preoccupiet
thought the glance carried a stern aud uu-
Felenting accusation.
where did you see me lastp he asked.
He was bending for ward so that the two
faces almost met.
II saw you last at Richmond" Hether-
idge answered. For Gods sake, George,
have mercy. It's long time ago now. It's
quite a long time ago."
Here for the first time suspicion OF the
truth, or rather suspicion of mere fraction
of the truth shot into Red woods mind. He
knew now the nature OF disguise his faith
er's murderer had assumed az Upnor years
ago. The paralytic gait, the beard, the
tinted glasses. He knew, too, that his
mother bad recognized Hetheridge by the
resemblance to the disguised figure into
which he had fallen by reason Of his long
illness.
Tell me your NAME" he said, between
his teeth.
John Hetheridge," the stricken wretch
responded.
To have the unspeakable villain there.
under his hand, to have the power to yield
him to justice, to have Vengeance for his
fathers death and payment for the miseries
of his own tern heart within his grasp, and
yet TO know that he was bound in sacred
honor to do nothing bred such tumult in
his soul as was well nigh uncomfortable.
Whether the mailman who Inistook the liv-
ing son for the dead fathers wrath or the
son himself with all his wrongs and hatreds
throuRing on him suffered the more, it
would he hard to say.
Redwood felt that if he fingered near the
monster, the mere physical temptation
which beset him to seize him by the throat
and to shake out the miserable remnant OF
bis life. would grow too strong to be resisted.
He turned away and staggered across the
rolling deck, s airing bllndly at the pillows
as they rolled up to meet the cleaving bows.
Inection was not to be endured. He began
20 pace I'D and down again on the wet aud
slippery deck. The roaring wind and driv-
ing spray had sent everybody but himself
and Hetheridge to shelter.
Hetheridge sat helpless and Redwood
ploughed and stumbled to and fro with his
whole mind in ferment OF love, aud agony
and revenge. But there was nothing to be
done, he was bound to contain himself and
- keep silence.
AS ne IDdSLeTHu lis btuOblODS his thoughts
grew clearer and another part of the
truth became manifest to him. 1t was evil
dent that Hetheridge's mind was quite I'M
hinged in one particular, and that he took
George Redwood for his father. George
was fully aware of the surprising likeness
he presented. Sir Eustace had emphasized
it quite recently, and he himself had ar
rived at the fact that Hetheridge's per-
turbed fancy had momentRrily mistaken
his solid presence for his fathers apparition.
He saw that that delusion hal now taken
fixed possession OF the murderer's mind.
The boat reached Ostend, and during the
delay there for luncheon, and the examina-
ton of baggage at the Douane, Redwood
paced the platform without cessation, whilst
Hetherldge, from q seat in front OF the re-
freshment room, watched his every motion as
II fascinated. He was under compulsion
to follow his victims movements, to notice
every gesture, and to strive to read every
expression of his face. Vaguely he asked
himself in his beclouded mind if his victim
had died in mortal sin that he lived now in
sucn inquietude. Were they companions
for eternity!
When at last the train started, Hether-
idge, still under the same resistess compul-
sion, followed Redwood into the carriage he
had chosen; the young man had thrown
himself into seat and stared gloomily out
OF the further window with his back turned
toward the carriage door. He kept that at
titude for long time, and it was not until
they were miles upon their journey that he
turned and saw his enemy still near him.
All the venom of his nature stirred at the
sight Of him, and to breathe the same air
was torture. At the first stopping place
he dashed from the carriage aud entered
another compartment. Hetheridges near
ness still tormented him. but less EFFICIENTLY
than before. 1t occurred to him suddenly
that ha had the fiorat for INT =
Dover town station, and that by some over
sight on the part Of the officials, Hether-
idge had been allowed to take the wrong
train. Once more his guess hit very near
the truth, and he surmised that his pres
ance had sort of fascination which the
other found it difficult, If not impossible, to
resist.
The train midway was enflladed by the
guard, who, climbing along the
mdrchepied, entered each carriage in turn
with his brisk and civil "VoS baLets. ell
vous plat. nleSsieurSi' In due turn he
lighted upon Hetheridge, who produced a
ticket for Antwerp.
"M'Sien u fat erreltr," said the guard
III Sc troure dams la train pour BrucelLeS
ct pas pour Anrers.
"AtorS," replied Hetheridge. ~ fdut
que Uous pGyez la difference, ct mon perd de
temps dttSSi- Je ne suiS pas charge d'tnSpec-
ter de bullets, moi"
be was only mad-"NOI', nor west. J.
Where money was concerned he could still
tell hawk from a hemshaw. The guard
saw the matter in a different light, and
smilingly compromised by a promise of q
free return to Antwerp. AS mere mat
ter Of fact, Antwerp and Brussels were one
TO the fugitive. II he were discovered TO
have taken ticket for Antwerp, he could
naturally be sought In that city, and then
all trace Of him would be lost for the mo-
ment. In the presence of his ghost these
things mattered little, and in the Station
du Nerd. of the Belgium capital. the ghost
was back again.
Redwood had been revolving certain
thingsin his mind, and had decided to bot
tom the mystery. which for so many years
had been unfathomable. He recognized his
own power over Hetheridge, and deter
mined to put it to employment.
When he appeared on the platform, he
saw at once that the fascination he excited
had undergone an abatement. Hether-
idge's eyes still held him, and his totterine
footsteps followed him. He expressed hi!
desire to break the journey and to stay il
russels for the night and having seen &
the unloading ofahls baggage, he turned OF
Hetheridge.
Come with me-"
He was obeyed as by a man in a mes.
meric trance. He saw the wreck into q
tdcre and gave the driver orders TO follow
his own vehicle to the Hotel de Suede, il
the Rue de pEveque. Arrived there, he
asked for a private room, and after q trifiin
delay, was conducted into an upstairs par