The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-05-28

measured tread of many feet reached her
ear. Nearer and nearer il came. Once
heard, il is sound never TO be forgotten
"What can II bel" she cried in alarm
There must have been an accident
In her terror she few out into the hall,
straight into her fathers arms The
servants were crowded together; some of
the women cried aloud. It was a scene
altogether of confusion and ordinations
What is it," she inquired, hurriodly.
''Why do you look at me like that. -
He led her tendcrly back into the room
which she had Just vacated and in few
heart-brokeu words broke the sad CataS-
trophe to her She gave an awful shrek.
My darling dead. | WON'T won't
believe il. The kisses he left on my
cheeks short time since are not even vet
cold. Dead, dead. 0, George, my only
love, how can l bear it. But I will I
will live only to avenge YOU. Where is
that Mark Boyd? He vowed to kill him,
and he has done il,
Hush, Maisio, my dear chila don't let
trouble render you unjust. Tveveryau
himself said BERTHE had shot him. Ask
Milly."
1t is nonsense GEORGE meant some
thing else, or Milly misunderstood him.
| vow Mark Boyd is his murderer, O,
idiot that was to ignore his threats. '
1t will all come out at the inquest.
nocence. 1t is absurd to suppose that he
shot down Treveryan in cold blood like q
dog. He is not capable of such deed.
There may have been an acci--'
A cry broke from Maisie.
D"Accident,n she exclaimed, good
marksmen don't shoot one another acct
dentally. / tell you Mark Boyd has killed
my poor boy 0, George-George' and
she burst into violent fit of weeping
'ilnnl-tll observation-disclosures him "
Some one had thrown a shepherds
plaid shawl over the corpse. All that was
disfguring was hidden. The face looked
so peaceful so natural, as if only in a
quiet sleep, from which he might soon
awake. But Maisie could not stand the
contrast which her mind soquickly drew
She hurriedly kissed the lips and brow
and then fed away toward her own room
Her eyes were blinded with tears Of
anguish, and it might be that she was un-
conscious of what she was doing, for she
ran straight into Mark Boyd's out
stretched arms.
MY poor stricken Maisie," he said
Ct
Loose me- Touch me not she
shrieked. loudly. In the day of judg-
ment, when all secrets are known, YOU
you, Mark Boyd, will be proved guilty of
my darling's death; you may get Off
till"
80, Maisie, Maisie, - he burst in plead
ingly. don't say so. ] own appearances
are against me- My foolish threats,
which l never meant, but uttered only to
anger you, seem to rise strongly in con
dennatiOn until you ponder thom over. Is
it likely / ask you, that if had intended
shooting him that should have willfully
betrayed my guilt openly beforehand
No-no-O, Maisie--'
She was gone. She tore herself madly
from his grasp, and few onward.
Il think. Sir Henry, that If agreeable
to you will go to town by the midday
express" said Mark, meeting his host
few minutes later. Business would
have called me there tomorrow nolens
volens' Miss Gunton has taken a strong
and violent persuasion tha5 | am the de-
iberate murderer Of her lover-perhaps
a wholly natural, yet perfectly unbear-
able situation to me. ="
But my dear sir broke in the baro-
net calmly, Il don't see how you can 90.
The inquest will be coming on and you
-"
"Ah, and I may be wanted at it," said
Mark airily. 20, of course, l should
much desire to give my evidence"
And will be obliged TO do so, said
Charlie, Joining them. 1--WE shall none Of
US get off"
Il have not the slightest inclination to
evade my share in the matter and can be
telegraphed for at any moment But
stay here to make Miss Maisio uncom-
Portable ! win not"
Don't be ridiculous, Boyd, -" exclaimed
Charlie. ITO heed poor Maisie's preiu-
dices at this iuncture is absurd. She is
scarcely accountable for her actions
Poor BERTHE, now, might try and make
bolt for it. Should not be surprised if he
does. He is his mothers only child-at
least the other, daughter is dead-and
poor Mrs BERTHE, the Hon, | should say,
is q widow. 1t is hard lines OF her"
Mark Boyd, however, was not to be
dissuaded from his purpose He was not
boiling from Justice, he declared but he
could not endure to infict his presence on
Maisie at such juncture. He would re-
turn at any moment when he was wanted.
So he was suffered to go, unwillingly, it
must be admitted, by all the GuntOns,
who scarcely liked to own. even to them
selves that he ought not to be parted sight
with Just then Maisic especially, was
wild when she learnt he had gone off. She
did not hesitate to say that he had gone
purposely to escape her and Justice.
He was only off by a hairbreadth Of
time. Even as Maisic was tearfully assert
ing her belief in his guilt, MiIly burst into
the room and cried:
"There are two police officers mounted
galloping up to the house, the scabbard of
their swords clanking against them as
they ride. Listen o, Roy, shall we all be
taken to prison. liam afraid"
She clasped her hands together. and
was in a state Of agitation Her alarm
seemed far beyond what might have been
expected. She was pretty girl. older
than Maisic and had evidently been
dressing for luncheon when, in alright,
she had torn downstairs. Her hair fell
loosely over her dressing gown of pale
blue, which, unfastened as it was from
the throat downward; displayed her
creamy neck and throat
Roy took her in his arms as If to shield
her. He uttered soothing words Of com
fort yet scarcely comprehendcd her fears.
She was his favorite sister and though
far less self-pc ssesSed and naughty than
Maisie had never before betrayed weak
ness of nerves.
"Of course, they won't take US TO
prison, Milly. They want to secure US
We shall get into a scrape about Boyd il
they have not met and stopped him They
can't harm you, however. How you
tremble! are you coldl"
"Will-thoy-tak e-Horace-Bertie7"
"Of course they viii If no needed any
taking. The probability is he will de-
mand justice by proffering his services
You are his only accuser. There, ] have
set you of shivering again. You must be
Drawer dear. II Is not you yourself who