Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1894-10-11

membcrlng her IN her white rock ant
blue sash, she was always my favor
ite-the prettiost, the gentlest, thu
most high-brod of all my girls, but
didn't know she had such II hold upoI
my heart"
At Marchbrook Lord Clanyardt
found an unexpected visitor waitina
for nina visitor whom he receive,
with worry cordial greeting,
Soon after dusk on tho following
evening Lord Clanyarde returned L
Davenant but not alone, He tool
with him an elderly gentleman, witt
white hair, worn rather long, and y
white board-a person Of almost patri
archal appearance, but somewhat dis
figured by pair Of smOke-colored
spectacles Of the kind that are vul.
carly known as "gig-lamps.'
The strangers clothes were Of the
shabbiest, yet even in their decay
looked the garments of gentleman.
He wore ancient shepherds plaid trou.
sers, and u bottle-green oycrcoat Of OK.
ploded cut
Gilbert Sinclair was in the hall when
Lord Clanyarde and his companion ar.
rived. Mr., Wyatt had just com down
Fl ON London, and the two men were
smoking their cigars by the great hall
! fire. the noble Old, cavernous hearth
which had succeed tho more medieval
fashion Of fire in the center of the hall.
"My dear Sinclair" began Lord Clan.
yarde, with somewhat hurried ana
nervous air, which might be forgiven
in man whose favorito daughter Ian
gui,hed between life and death, 81 have
ventured to bring an old friend Of mine,
Doctor Hollendorf, u gentleman who
has a great practice in Berlin, and who
has had vast experience in the treat
mcnt OF mental disorders. Doctor Hol-
lendorf, Mr. Sinclair. | beg your par
don, Wyatt, how do you do?" inter-
ected Lord Clanyarde, Offering the so
licitor coupe Of fingers, Nov, Gil
bert, | should much like Doctor Hol-
lendorf to see my poor Constance. 1t
may do no good, but it can do no harm;
and If you have no objection, with DR.,
Webb's concurrence, OF course, should
like"
Webb is in the house." answered
Gilbert "You can ask him for your
self. | have no objection"
This was said with a weary air, as if
the speaker had ceased to take any in
te est in life. Gilbert hardly looked at
the German, or Anglo German, doctors
but James Wyatt, who was of u more
observant turn, scrutinized him atten-
lively.
Here is Webb, said Gilbert, as tie
little Doctor came tripping down the
great staircase with the lightsome ac-
tivity of his profession, rubbing his
hands as he came.
Lord Clanyarde presented DR.. Hol-
lendorf to the rural practitioner, and
stated his wish. Dr. Webb had no OBJ
lection to offer, Any wish of fathers
must be sacred.
"You will como up and see her at
Once?" he said, interrogativelv.
"At once, answered the strauger,
with u slightly cultural accent
The three mon went up the stair
case, Gilbert remaining behind.
Aren't you going?" asked Wyatt.
mo; my presence generally disturbs
her. Why should l go? I'm not
wanted"
ST should go if / were you How do
SOu huON WHdO Olilo man 49, AN llu'
pudent quack, in all probability, You
ought to be present.
DO you think so?"
"Decidedly."
"Then iii 60"
watch your wife when that man is
talking to her. said Wyat in u lower
tone, as Gilbert moved away.
What do you mean asked the
other turning sharply around.
What say. Watch your wife,
Mrs. Sinclair'5 morlling-room was q
spacious, old-fashioned apartment, with
three long windows, one OF ening into
wide balcony, from which an iron
stair led down to a garden small and
secluded, laid out in the Dutch STYLE
garden which had been always sacred
to the mistre of Davenant There
were heavy oak shutters and com
plicated arrangement of bolts and bars
to the three windows, but as the
shutters were ia ely clio ed the stair
and the balcony might BE- consider ed
as a convenience specially provided for
the benefit of burglars. No burgl rs
had however, yet been heard of at
Davenant.
Tne.e was a piano in the room.
There were well filled bookcases, pic
lures, quaint old china-all things that
make life pleas mt to the mind that is
at ease, and which may be supposed to
Cffer some console tion to the care-bur-
dened spirit The fire blazel merrily,
and on sofa in front of it Constance
reclined, Dire. sod in loose wAite ca. h.
mere gown, hardly winter than the
wasted oval face, from which the dark
brown hair was drawn back by band
Of blLo ribbon, just as it had been ten
years ago, when Constance was little
Connie" fitting about the lawn at
March brook like a white ana blue
butterfly.
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