The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1894-12-21
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anu t00u, pointing 10 . oHn4U parcel
abe was carrying, continued:
You can saunter here, mother, back.
wards and forwards, while I am away
to carry home this work. I have not,
you know, far to 60, and shall DO /
BACK with you again In very few |
minutes"
"Yes, yes, run away child; and II I |
should find myself too fatigued. yonder |
seat ON which / could rest my.
self"
And the ailing woman pointed to a
bench which was opposite to the spot
on which they then were, and beside
the park ratings
While the foregoing conversation had
been In progress, o hackney coach had
stopped at about q hundred yards from
these two females.
The coachman, wearing a coat with
tnnumerable capcs-a middle>aged man.
with ruddy face, and rotund form. had
with considerable difficulty, descended
from the box.
But long before he had reached the
ground-indeed almost before he Ind
deposited his whip on the roof of his
coach, his fare had aligned, had thrust
his hands into his pockets, had drawn
thence handful Of silver, and. select
Ing several pieces, had said:
Here you are, coachey! No luck
again to-day!'
And coachey, having received the Of.
fered money. required no little time to
stow 1t away.
Noel Darlington, having aligbtctl
from the hackney coach, hurried for.
ward on foot, but had proceeded very
short distance, when he encountered
the poor, aillng woman, who was pain.
fully dragging herself backwards and
forwards on the pathway before n row
of l0rdly mansions which overlooked,
the pack.
About to pass this woman, he threw
on her compassionate look, which
was succeeded instantly by q start OF
astOnishmeEt.
He stopped abruptly before her. and
eagerly and hurriedly said, "WiN YOU
pardon me. madame, II l venture to
ask your Nance" ~
The woman hesitated before replyinr
with some agitation:
"YOu nre under q mistake, Won can.
not know me, sir; my name Is Red.
mond!'
Darlington apologizcd, bowed, AMI
| passed ON.
! He had not, however, proceeded IN,
before he again stopped, appeared to
consider for moment, and then, hay
ing made up his mind, waited until the
woman had returned again towards
him.
Then, ugain, aud very respectfully
confronting Mrs. Redmond, he said.
Pray pardon me, but cannot believe
that / am mistaken; 1t Is not to Mrs
Redmond. but to the unhappy Mrs
Lindsay that am spcaking!"
And Mrs. Lindsay, for she indeed I
was. .rembletl. and her eyes sank he
fore the gaze of her Questioner.
And another than she had been now.
| erfully moved by the mention Of TINT
name.
The day was hot, and the windows on
the ground floor of the mansion be.
fore which Noel Darlington had last
accosted Mrs. Lindsay, were partially
open, one Of them. in fact, almost
entirely 80, but all view of the interior
of the house was concealed from the
few passers-by, md from those stand.
ing near 1t, by closely drawn Venetian
blinds.
~. Within TIL! that mans. mans,opa and w f1Sss be
q newspaper.
When Noel broke the surrounding
stiffness, by pronouncing, with his full
and sonorols voice, the name Of Mrs
Lindsay, the gentleman within, near the
window, started sllarply from his doze,
opened his eyes very widely, and look.
ed around him scared AMI perplexed,
i After a moment he appeared reas
fured, and smiled, and muttered to him.
self, "What IN idiot I am! had
fallen asleep and was dreaming that
was I'll"
And again he took up his newspaper
The next instant 1t fell agnin from his
hands, for plainly and distinctly he
heard mans voice which said.
Forgive me IL have recalled to you
horrible catastrophe; It Is to bid YOU
nope, and not to revive the rcmenl-
brnnce of your griefs that I dare to
interrogate you"
1.-THE only hope, sir. which remains
with me-" replied Mrs. Lindsay, 'ls,
that I may be reunited in heaven to
the innocent man whom they have
killed."
The man within the house listened
eagerly, had closely approached the
window, and, pcering cautiously
through the blinds, Ind snid to himself,
with an expression Of surprise, but
without shade of fear, Eyes, It is
indeed she!''
"And who are you. sir?" pursued
Mrs. Lindsay, and addressing Barring
ton; that you are interested in man
whom neither his virtues nor my tears
were able to defend"
my name, madame, is Noel Barring
ton"
And the unseen listener drew forth
his tablets, and carefully wrote down
the name.
II think I have heard my poor h.,s.
band mention the name of Darlington -
said Mrs. Lindsay; '.but 1t could not
have been you to whom he alluded"
mo, madam, 1t was my father"
And Noel proceeded to relate that his
father and Arnold Lindsay had. in
early life. been very intimate friends.
"Then he would not doubt that my
husband was innocentw exclaimed the
poor widow.
mo, madam! and his most earnest
belief was, that some day the real as
sassln would be discovered"
The listener smiled scoinfully.
"A great injustice has been commit
ted" continued Nocli ''life may not he
restored to linn who Is no more; hut
will uid his widow to avengc his
memory. Yes madam, we will restore
his name to honor"
1T Is IN impossible dream" sigh I'd
Mrs. Lindsay
perhaps not" said Noel, earnestly.
"For that it would be necessary TINT
the real culprits should be discovered"
Precisely; and 1t is on their track
that am now, hope, about to place
you"
As harrington said this, the man
within turned very nalo, and trembled.
And then Noel told Of the letter he
Ind SO strangely found; that without
1t nothing could he done, since 1t was
the only thread which could help them
to unravel the iniquites which had
been committed.
"And where Is that letter, sir?" Mrs.
Lindsay eagerly asked.
AT my house, madam-Nu.nber II,
Sutton street."
And that address the listening man
wrote also in his tablets, beneath Noel
BarTfngton's name. ..i li6sI8i
Then The Commercial man. told Mrs.
Lindsay that within the next hnlf hour
he should again have left London
from which his business would dctain
him an entire month md aay0 to 11p7