The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-08-13
CHAPTER XXUI

Yet il was only produced by sound be-
tween yawu and "a sigh. She was not
one given, as has been already said TO be
easily moved by emotion of any descrip-
tion. but when those sounds proceeded
from person not only believed TO be al
ready dead. but also from one who had by
what seemed the vcriest chance, escaped
burial. then indeed was there cause for
establishments
Good lawk dayr' she cried. "Well,
NEVER"
The exclamation burst from her invol-
unfairly. as had her previous display of
surprise. Nelly sighed heavily several
times, yawned, and finally opened her
eyes.
"Hush!'' whispered Reg. volmer,
warningly.
"Where-is-Hugh2 asked Nelly,
family, after a pause, during which
Mademoiselle Votoski and Mrs. Smith,
their solitude as great as their astonish-
ment had backed out of range of her
sight.
They had none of them ever heard of
Hugh
"Where- is-Hugh-B ruce?' reiterated
Nelly, with a great access of strength.
"Ah" looking up into Reg. Volmer's
eyes, in perpleMty; Il forgot you did not"
(sigh) 'fknow-him!o
She sighed repeated for a few minutes.
The silence remained unbroken. Nelly
did not move. She seemed to be deliber-
ating, but in great perplexity, Reg. Vol
mer studied her face anxiously.' 1t was
as colourless as the driven snow. Had
she indeed been brought back from death
she could not well have looked more
CHASTITY. He administered teaspoonfUl
of brandy. But let him move as he
might he did il with one careful attempt
TO keep from her view the hideOus sight
of the coffin from which she had so re-
Gently been rescued.
As if guessing his object, Dagmar Vo-
toski drew the table with its Overhang-
ing cloth more etfectually between it and
Nelly
Her surprise once evaporated, Mrs
Smith none too quietly left the room; re-
lieved it might be at the unexpected turn
events had taken, but morosely perplexed
at what would to have be done with
Nelly. She wasn't going to keep her. she
knew. She was not quite clear whether
il would have not been better if she had
obeyed Marks order with more dexterity
aud less qualms; Nelly at any rate would
then no longer have been bother.
"Where-am Il' queried Nelly, feebly.
Here, in your own house, answered
Reg Volmer; land this''-calling Dag
mar Votoski to the fore-''is friend of
yours, | believer'
Nelly appeared not to hear. Her eyes
had strange dull, dazed expression
whilst over her face there was a troubled,
perpIexed look, with evidently perturbed
and distressed her.
"I-can't -rernember-it's all so-con-
fused II think I've been-been dead. Is
Hugh-dead too'"
"Nelly. dear, whispered Dagmar, bend
ing and kissing the snowy brow; don't
you recollect me- ! said l would come to
help you and did,
Speak louder" urged young Volmer,
authOritatively. "She seems queer in her
head"
Dagmar turned and faced him fierceiy.
'Of course she is queer in her head, and
SO would YOU be nyou had been dosed
with poison"
Pardon me-" he urged, "but to the
best of my belief this young lady has had
no poison"
Dagmar gave an irritating laugh.
THAT is, he corrected, truthfully, "no
farther than narcotic pure and simple
may be termed a poison. Hushl"
Nelly by an effort had raised herself,
and was CHANGING round. Well for her
nerves was it that the coffin was hidden
from sight.
Mono" she said dreamily. "Yet
Pm sure it all happened"
What happened!' asked Dagmar,
with just touch of impotence. 1t was
only by keeping a curb on herself that she
restrained her curiosity as faras she had
I've been in an iron shroud," contin-
ued Nelly, speaking more TO herself than
as if with any inclination to enlighten
at held me tight, clasped in it's embrace
1t was merciless-horrible. l tried to
burst from it and could not. ] was living
and dead together My spirit was alive,
my body was dead burdensome-of in
tolerable weight, and nothing seemed
able TO quicken it, | felt that mortals
regarded me as only fit for the grave
whilst all the time my spirit shrank-
shrank from being buried Mark came
TO me. He punched and pulled me. |
wanted to cry out, and beg him TO use
greater efforts, but my tongue was frozen
my speech numbed. He attempted TO
lift me, all in vain Hours that seemed
months, years fled by, and | was placed
in "a coffin. Could not cry them No
horror of horrors they We're going to
bury me, Mark and Mrs Smith My an
Rulsh internally was great, yet not great
enough TO dispel the hideous trance into
which / had fallen. Like a mighty ocean
pent up in a small lake was my will in my
poor puerile frame. MY head must have
burst had not Hugh come to me, my poor,
afflicted friend Hugh. Yet not sO what
could il all mean, Hugh S face was all
radiant, encouraging; he had wings, and
harp in his hands. He could move
easier than the mightiest, swifter than
the strongest, and there was no longer
regret, pain and endurance on his counte-
nance. They were swept aside-forgot-
ten-and on his brow was written
Peace He must have been an angel
he came to comfort me because, he said,
Courage, Nelly. Go home 10 YOUR sor-
rowing father and friends. See no more
Of your murderer-Mark Boyd All ,'
with shrek. he has killed mel re-
member remem-'
Her voice died away She sank back,
taiuting.
"Really, pom my word l never saw
anything like it, exclaimed Reg. Nolmer
IN amazemcnt. She must be reused, or
she Will fall into catalepsy. She seems a
victim to such an attack -
ID was some hours later in the dav be
lore he could comfortably leave Nelly
py then was nearly her own self again
ana knew all that had happened She
was cognizant, too, that her strange doc
tor was going to her father to claim his
reward for finding her
Though averse to such an action her
mind was still too weak to repel much.
especially as she cOfnprehended that elOO
would set the young fellow free from vice
and Marks clutches