Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1894-11-29

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"A bit of II h. sir, and spatch-cock,
on devil?" suggested the waiter, per-
tinacionsly. Nothing can subdue that
solicitude to obtain an order which is
the walters ruling passion.
Fish -hesh-a anything" cried Gil
bert, kicking of his boots.
"A salmon outlet, tir, with Dutch
soss,"
AN elephant, il you like, Get me
the cab at quarter past seven. A
hanson, with good horse.
"Yes, sir; an ans ON and fast 'oss.
Yes, sir, Tea coffee, siry"
Mr. Sinclair banged his door in the
waters face.
The Baron Osy' starts ut eight to-
morrow" said Gilbert, referring to his
Bra Isnaw, the only literature he car
rled about him constantly. 81 shall b.
in Antwerp on Saturday.
Then, aftera pause, he asked him,
self.
Might it not be wiser to hold my
ground and tru st to the chapter of ac-
cidents; Who il to bring tlat t aitor's
death homo to me- sleep here to-
night, No one saw me at Davenant."
He went 10 tn mantel-piece, where
q pair of wax candles were burning
with that air Of elegant luxury by
which your skilled e-keep ~ seeks
to reconcile his customers TO the ex-
travagance Of his Charges, and to k
James Wyatt's letters out OF his breast
pocket.
The first three or four he looked at
We're business letters, chic " entreaties
to "ronew" on carry over, or provide
for some little bill just falling due,
like tue best OF good fellows" These
Gilbert lai aside after q glance; but
there was one at which he started as if
he had touched snake. 1t was in the
same hand as the anonymous letter
that made him mu derer.
This, in plain words, was the gist OF
the letter-badly spelled, with for
eigner's uncoutl ortIography: curl
ously worded, with o mixture OF for.
eign idiom3 and illi,erate English.
You tell me that all your promises
nouLt to. nothing you never
cant to marry me, RATHER hard to
discover this after having nursed my
de usion so long. | was to be lady.
| was 10 take my place in the world.
Bah all lie3l l. es, like your re-
tended love-your pretended admira-
ton. You ask me to go back to my
country, and promise if consent to
this | shall be pro ided for-hand-
sonely-wlJh fifty pounds a year for
life whether remain single or marry
an independence Tor girl like me,
you say. Soft. But who is to secure
10 me this independence? 1t may be
paid Tor year-two years perhaps
ami then cease. 1t must that | see
you, Mr.. Wyatt. 1t must | hear of
your own lips what you mean. Yolr
soft tongue is too strong for me. You
could p uade me to do anything, to
go anywhere, to serve and obey you u
your slave, but cannot obey to your
letters. do not understand. want
to see things clearl ITO have your
view, explained to me.
You say that | am passionate vim
dictive- aad that when las5 we met
and, an! how kind it was of you to
come here at my request--my violence
almost frightened you. Believe me, |
wi not SO offend again. Come but
once more-only come and assure me
with your own lips That this miserable
pittance shall be paid to me honorably
year b. year-give me but your word
for that, and | will go back to my
friends IN the south OF France ah-
co nme CO sera loin de tot, m ami
and you shall hear Of me ne err again
" You tell me tnat you are no longer
friends with Mr.. Sinclair, and that you
cam t me to this house, and that if
want to see you it must be that [
come to you That is not possible
without throwing up my place alt =
gether, for the housekeeper here is of
the most tyrannical and gives no serv-
ant leave to absent hers If, and [ will
not give up his service until am as
sured of my luture Give me, then,
proof of your go d faith by coming
here Give me my pittan year in
advance ana sh W me how it is to be
afterward paid me, and | will IT,, uble
you no more.
1T will be very easy for you to come
on the evening of the / tn. Mr. and
Mrs. Sinclair are going to Ascot on the
10Th; they will be absent some days.
You know your way to the balcony
room. | shall be waiting for you there
between 10 and III on THURSDAY even
g, aud | wi show n light in the
center window as a signal that the
coast clear.
Come if you wish me to trust you.
Come if you do not wish me to betray
you. Yours, as you treat me,
"MELANIE DUFORT."
This letter showed Gilbert Sinclair
the diabolical trap that had been set
for James Wyatt and for himself. He
hal been made the instrument of the
French womans revenge.
In the face of thi, revelation what
was he to do? Carry out his intention;
go to South Anne rica, and leave his
wife in tho pow r of this fend. Gill
be Sinclair was not bad enough Tor
that. VI
"T'll risk it, and go back to Davenant,"
he said.
"How do / know what this wretch
might do? She might lay her lovers
death at my wiles door, dag my wife's
/ anne in the gutter. No; at any haz-
aid myself must be there, and, il
nece sary, this letter must be shown at
the inquest. "
CHAPTER XXVIL
cRowNER's QUEST
what a horful thingl" said one
house-maid, and "WhJ coIld h I'VE done
it?" ejacu4 ated another, as the ew5 of