The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1893-11-21

She lett me ns Mere Lucas tappeu at vnv
door and humbly begged to speak to her
dear mademoiselle. | wished | could es-
cape also. thought the poor old woman
would never be comforted or cease TO beat
her ample breast and call herself hard
names.
ITO think Of the indignties, the afrronts,
the insults | offered you, my dear. my most
respected mademoisellel What brute
was, what an animal, what an imbeclei To
offer you a place as domestic servant in
this house; to take you into my own room
when ought to have led you into the best
drawing room; to permit myself to eat at
the same table with you, and to offer you
the little wine and the remains of food that
are only good enough for fool and dolt
such as | am-though certainly they are
better than deserve. And to think that
you had behaved unworthily at the very
time when you were rislling your life to
save my dear master, and, what is more, to
believe i'll of that denr NJ. Gordon, who
could do no wrong to save his life, Cod
bless him-as droll as ever and as kindl
But am richly punished for it, look you,
for broke three things since lunch and let
my milk boil over for the first time in my
life. All, mon Dieu, that it should come
to this at my agew
Happily the fear of some further culi-
nary disaster put an end to her sobs and
self reproaches, but for long while after
never passed her without hearing her sd-
dress herself as camel, a pig or some
other object of contempt
George Gordon, going to the window
after dinner, exclaimed;
"A glorious night, by Jovel How would
1t be II we went out for half an hour"
Very agreeable, should say" replied
Taras
The idea was equally acceptable to Ju-
dith and me, and when we had put on our
wraps we Joined Gordon and Taras in the
garden. Chatting and laughing we strolled
down the broad walk in a row, but passing
through the gate Taras and Judith took
the lead sand in that order we sauntered
along the Woking road, Judith, believe,
intending to take the bypath to her favor
ite seat in the wood.
AT the angle of the road Gordon stopped
to relight his pipe.
"This is the old box" said he, scratching
a yesta. DO you remember that day
when we found there were only two
matches leftf''
made no reply, for looking down the
ROAD saw Taras and Judith, who were a
dozen yards or SO in advance, suddenly
stop.
"Bother the windr' exclaimed Gordon,
throwing away the dead vesta and taking
out another.
But he paused in the act OF striking it,
for we both heard well known voice say
ing:
"Tafas-Judithl Why, this is a surprise
for me, and | suppose my coming is for
you? i thought might steal few hours
to satisfy my anxiety"
1t WAS Kayanagh His voice had dropped
from a tone of cheerful astonishment to
uneasy perplexity, and he added:
Has anything happeued?"
"Come on" muttered Gordon catching
my hand in his, "well show the villain
what has happened" And he shook that
fine new stick of his.
heard Taras speaking in terrible tone
as we hurried out, but l could not catch his
words. Then we came up and stood before
Kavanagh, near enough for him to distin-
guish our faces in the pale starlight.
~ understand now" he said, with forced
composure. You have come back
"Yes, come back to call you to account"
thundered Gordon. what have you To
say for yourself, you confounded vilainf"
Nothing, il you take that tone" kava-
nagh replied, tapping the palm of his left
hand lightly with the cane he held in his
Tlphbs NHeH you can listen TO reason, L
shall be able TO justify every act that may
seem inscrutable to you now"
you'll have plenty of scope for your in
genuity in that way when you are in the
dock. The lawyers will fight you there;
here you have to settle matters with me-"
There was no mistaking what he meant
as he threw off his Inverness
Take this warming" said Kavanagh
closing his left hand tightly on his cane
and stepping back a pace. "If you attempt
to offer violence, the result may be fatal
to you. l am not unprepared to protect
myself,
As he spoke he gave the head of his cane
twist, whipped out the rapier to which 1t
was a handle, and throwing aside the stick
placed himself in an attitude of defence.
With cry of terror Judith attempted to
throw herself between Gordon and Kav-
anagh, but Taras, who had caught the
sound of the STEEL forcibly restrained her.
For my own part, ! could neither move
nor utter sound. The long, thin sword
was scarcely visible in the dim light
had heard that kavanagh was an expert
swordsman. 1t was impossible for Gordon
to face him with stick, and it was i'm
possible that he should close with his ad-
versary without exposing himself to the
thrust of that almost unseen weapon.