Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1893-05-27

that's the picture Of the lady?"
Lady felsmere, by jover' cried the de-
tective. "You're sure that's the lady2'
''Quite sure" replied Tom. "Td know her
face"
Lady Pelsmere herself concerned in that
robbery" Berwick said to himself. I'm
afraid, he added, turning to Tom, 81 shall
have to get you to 60 with me, Tom, to identify
the lady herself"
II.
The Right Honorable the Earl Of Pelsmere,
G.C.B., G.C.M.G., LID, formerly one Of her
majesty's ENJOYS extraordinary and ambassador
plenipotentiary, at one time a cabinet minister,
and at the time of this our present history a
member Of her majesty's privy council, was
seated in his library in Kensington Palace gar
dens. He was an old man. well on in the
seventies, but time, the destroyer, had dealt
| leniently with him. His face, furrowed by few
wrinkles, was still ruddy of complexion. A
wholesome vigor marked about it, and
though the hair and the little side whiskers
were white and glossy as the brightest Of silver,
the eyes still cleaned with the light of early
days. His was handsome old mans face.
dignifed face. the face of u polished statesman
and gentleman. As he sat there in his big Ii
brary chair he looked shorter than he might have
done when standing, for he was a tall man,
though slight stoop of the shoulder dimin-
ished his height.
A man in the early fifties. smoothly shaven
and gray-headed, was standing by the library
table. He was dressed in irreproachable but
| unpretentious black Of a nearly clerical cut,
and looked a picture OF the confidential servant
specimens still exist among the retainers Of the
great English houses.
"Iou have no news, them about the Jewels,
Morton?" asked the earl.
None, my lord replied the man.
Il am very sorry, indeed, said Lord Pels-
mere. II am sorry for her ladyship, although
she does not seem to feel the loss very keenly.
As far as am concerned there is among the
lot only one object the loss of which really
regret. That bracelet has been in our family
for 400 years. The six angels that compose it
were given to Hugo de Pelsmere by Margaret
mother of Henry VII, and he carried them on
his person on Bosworth Field. After the fight
he had them made into bracelet and gave them
| to his wife. They were my good angels he
said. they shall be the Pelsmere's hereafter
Since then every Lady Pelsmere has worn them
and now they are gone. l am sorry, very sorry
that they are lost. don't believe in luck or
bad luck. but there may be something in old
| sayings after all. And about the other natter"
| he asked. Have you a report for me-
Here it is, said Morton, and the earl took
the paper handed to him. As he glanced at it
| his brow darkened and he bit his lip.
"You can go, Norton he said, and the man
| left the room
| Then he touched a bell and powdered and
plush liveried servant entered with stately STEP
Tell her ladyship that wish to see her, -
| said the earl. and the servant bowed with q
| deep obeisance and withdrew.
II shall have to end this Lord Pelsmere
| said to himself. ''She does not know she is
standing on a brink. 1t is my fault. perhaps
| / ought not to have married woman young
| enough to be nv granddaughter. It's nv
| fan Rad he aff
slight pause. THAT string of good angels gone
out OF my house! Bah! am an old fool to
think of such things. But there. I can't help
| thinking about them. Since they have been
gone, an icy barrier seems to have arisen be-
| tween Helen and nv SELF"
He rose and walked with slow and measured
step toward the window, and looked out half
absentmIndediy.
That's what our new society philosophy
| brings us to, he went on in self-communion.
"A wife 8 happiness, a husbands honor-they
have wiped the words from their vocabulary
and substituted for them easy-conscienced
phraseology of their own. Ahr' he sighed. Il
| can well remember the time when a husband,
| treated Us have been, would have sought his
remedy with pair Of hair trigger pistols
Then your young men about town were more
careful in their intercourse with other peo-
| pies wives"
He turned as the door opened nearly noise
lessly. and Lady Pelsmere entered. She
looked even handsomer than she had done in
her walking costume, dressed as she was in a
| dered with rich lace.
| "You sent for me. Pelsmere," she said
| YES Helen, replied the earl. Come and sit
down by nv side. l wish to speak to YOU"
She turned aside with a movement OF pout-
| ing WEAKNESS and sat herself down on a low
easy chair with the air Of martyr prepared
| for her fate The old earl took light Chip
pendale chair and seated himself by her side
IL asked you yesterday morning, Helen not
| to 60 out with Capt. Ferrers."
She looked at him languidly and CIRCULATED
| an uninterested "Well2'
'.You did go out with Capt. Ferrers," the
| earl continued.
She barely turned her head and looked at
him again. Again a meaningless ''Well?" es-
capped from her lips
| "Why did you refuse to concede to my wish?'
| he asked. You were seen with Capt. Ferrers
| at the Haymarket matinee. and you were seen
with him in the evening at Covent Garden
The lady raised her eyes, and a faint sneer
| pursed her lips.
| Your detectives serve you WE'LL" she said
"The information conveyed to you is quite cor
| rect"
My detectives, since you will call them by
| that name, have given me much more infor-
nation besides what have told you" said the
earl Il have learnt sufficient to ask you to
cease all intercourse with Capt. Ferrers
come to you to ask you to do me this favor-to
| stop before it is too late. Heen." he went on,
with a fervor to which his white hairs gave an
| unusual dignity, save me, save Yourself from
| this impending disgrace. The breath of scam
dial soon furnishes the fairest reputation.
| She stood there for few hearts beats space,
| silent.
You are treating me as if l were child,
| Pelsmere,' she said. Il am to live a life of a
| nun, 1 suppose. You will go nowhere and
am to live in seclusion with you. Balls parties,
| Al