The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-08-20

ana motght seen me but his eycs-h
on my, they had "a horful wicked light IA
'em--was lifted TO hisgun, and
then"
II can't tell what coined over me, sir.
II wur like as if panic seized me. flew
IN the other direction. | don't think as
feared poor MIR Treyeryan wus deed,
Then there wur Miss Milly's evidence
and your command and
"We were all TO blame" interposed
Roy. What series of mistakes we
have made. However it is never too late
TO remedy them. You Will swear to all
you have told me2"
Gladly, sir. III swear to anythink so
long as | may speak out agen without
fear O dom mischief and you'll make it
right wi Sir Henry a. COS. barrin' the
heYlng TO keep silence, this IS good
place. I'd be long sorry to go if"
Roy nodded.
~ win make that all right, but what
! puzzles me, Soames, is
Roy, you herei"
Roy turned as guilty as if caught in a
wrong act. It was his sister who had
| spoken. She was bowling haughtily in
response to Soames' touch of his cap. She
was accompanied by a little, fair, doll
faced creature-Elora Spiers- scarcely
the style one would have supposed Roy
would have selected for his wife. Yet so
~ F'ds7s liz NOESulltu bllC SIOulA BIC
| trod on. His eyes frightened ecstatically
at sight of her Though she was nothing
much to look att his face told its own
! tale Of alteration. The engagement was
| in allegiance, had been broken off in fact;
| but an invitation which Flora had recent
! ly received to CoxmOOr had elevated her
! hopes cOnsidera bly, Notwithstanding
| this Roy had not renewed his offer, and
i she to tease him-Roy trusted she had
! only done IL with that obiect-had been
! keeping on warm Irritation with Mr..
| Jan Gregory, gentleman on the eve of
marriage.
you can go, Soames; will speak to
! Sir Henry said Roy, taking his place
between the two ladies.
we want you for golf, Roy" said Flo
ra, coquettishly.
where is MIR. Gregory" he queried
| mischieVously.
There was something in ROy's express
| sion that sent Flora heart beating hope
| fully. He bad not looked so merry for
months.
He is there" she pouted; but II
| want you,n
He stopped and whispered passionately
in her ear:
"YOu must spare me little longer, dar-
| ling. We are on the eve of a great dis
| cOvery. | ought not to be 50 reioiced.
But how can [ help it, my Flo, if it gives
| me you again-my only lOVe?'
She raised her eyes shyly to his face-a
world of trust and love in their depths.
"Will you leave me alone with my sis
ter for d few minutes, F'loraR' said Roy,
! speaking aloud. "Don't stand STILL dear
| est, because your clothing does not strike
me as warm enough and | would not have
you take cold for the world"
Whatever made you give vent to such
gauche speech Roy2n demanded Maisie
! of hon flFra N1.,4v
alone. Nothing could possibly have
wounded Flora more She is not half
clad, poor thing. 1t takes her all her
time to dress at all for us fashionable
| people; let alone warmth or variety"
1t was new lesson for Roy to learn.
| He stared and as he did so tears of re-
| greet that his darling should be called
upon to experience such modification and
self-denial, dimmed his eyes. 1t was but
momentarily.
Il viii soon alter all thatr he said,
with energy. "Please God, before long
she shall know what it is to attire her
self in costly furs like yours, Maisie'
so that's it again, is it2' said Maisie,
tossing her head
"Maisiep' burst in Roy, agitatedly :;
your view of poor Treveryan's tragedy
is | firmly believe going to turn out as
youalways averred it would, the correct
one. Soames knew all along. He has
| just been telling me he saw"
Maisie's mood suddenly changed from
supercilious banter to the highest state
of excitement.
'Soames saw, and why did he not
speak," she exclaimed, peremptorily
He deserves hanging for his silence;
! and glad as / am that he has seen fit to
| divulge at last, after all this delay,
| shall be the first to condemn him for not
! speaking. What did Re see2 Quick, Row.
| am consumed with impatience !"
He saw Mark Boyd, he declares, de-
liberately take aim and shoot your lover
| Charlie, therefore, was but shielding him
after all. !"
II told you'll told you!' cried Maisie,
| imperiously. "Milly misunderstood their
! two attitudes Charities emotion was
| caused at discovering his friends treaCh-
cry, and not at his own guilt What are
| you going to do nOw} Issue a warrant
| Immediately for Mr. Boyd's arrest2
will go and see him hanged!"
Il think l shall start Immediately
for Briarwood," announced Roy, with de
| liberation. Il know what Sir Henry will
urge--our guests here, and their claim on
my time"
LAS if anything could interfere with
bringing Georges murderer to light.
Get him arrested, Roy, l shall not rest
till thenp'
Dear Maisie," observed Roy, tenderly,
| don allow your perhaps but natural in
StinCts for revenge to cloud your good
ness of heart. Mark Boyd shall be
brought to Judgment"
'Ohl | thought perhaps you were GO
ing to advocate -silence!"
sneered Maisie
She was painting with emotion
Not so, my dear sister. Right is right
all the world over. Horace Berries ban
ishment has been long and cruel, and
whoever can release him from it has
a distinct duty in that direction.
But for his wrong II might, like
Charles, have retained a silent tongue
Vengeance is nine saith a higher au-
thority than ours, and as no disclosure
could have brought back Treveryan, |
should have found no deliberate pleasure
in reducing him to the gallows."
"Oh, but l should" declared Maisie.
with a baneful light in her eyes Il
would punish everybody - Charlie
| Soames, you-who has delayed bringing
him to Justice. You propose to start at
once for BriarwoOd"
Il do, to consult with Horaces mother
Poor, bereaved afflicted creature; my
news will be like balm of Gilead to her |
will tell you more on my return. Come
along, Maisie"
They soon overlook Flora Spiers, who
| looked iuterrOgatiVely into both tbaix ag-