The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1895-01-10
BAR HARBOR.
A Wild, Weird Tale Of Love
and Adventure.
BY A MO 8 LEE.
PUBLISHED BY SPECIAL ARRANGEMENT WITH
THE AUTHOR.
TCopwighted, 1887, By O. W. Dillingham; - AL
Rlqhts ReSefred.l

fesses to know nothing about a woman and
to care less, we hardly look to see him, a T
L day or two afterwards, run away with her
in manner beftting barbarian. Alto
gether, sir, you have placed yourself in a
position exceedingly unenyiable, and have
| lost the confidence Of all respectable per-
sons'- Whom she meant by "all respecta-
bic persons was a triAe uncertain.
"Now," said she, beginning to grow irri-
tated under Fairfax's persistent silence and
her failure to enrage him; ''now, sir, have
no time to waste with you in this matter;
nor do | care so to do with man Of the
vague ideas Of right and wrong you seem to
lDossessn Her voice assumed a regretful
tone, tinged with shade Of tenderness as !
lshe proceeded. "rheTe was time when
matters appeared differently" hero she
turned and gave Fairfax q sideiong glance
hat presented a curious compound Of shy
lle5s, scornful Defiance yet curiosity.
Fairfax, too, at this singular remark,
'alscd his eyes in On upward inquiring look
IWhat could she mean.
Resumng her chilling hautear, she went
In:
II shall not ask nor do l care to know
your motives, or your course in this out
hood. She was burning with desire to learn
it alL-'I want to tell you that Natalie must
be Immediately released and, what is more,
sent safely back. Do you mean to say,
wretched fool that yoq Tor moment sup
posed you could win her love in this ways
Even the most obtuse villain could not fail
to see such thing We're impossible. And
I'm surprised that q man Of the cunning
which this performance Of yours shows you
to possess should fail to perceive it." ..
she continued for some time in this Bit
ter biting manner
Meanwhile Fairfax was fast regainlng
his old-time composure.
There was something about this strange
man that was irresistible. Even his silence
was often more effective than the words
of others. Lydia became conscious Of this
powerful influence of his over her.
1t was the old story Of the subtle strength
of will which silently forces one person to
recognize another as his superior.
She tries to lash up her anger, but only
succeeds in feeling her growing weakness
more and more.
Then she began to reflect, and in an act
i've contest, reflection generally loses the
day. What was this she was doingi Here,
in strange country, with man she had
seen but once before, and on an errand
that few women would have dared, and
most women been ashamed to undertake.
She stole another glance at her compan-
ion, and now began to notice that firm,
hard mouth; those tightly-compressed lips
and tho stern, daring look about the face.
After all, her knowledge of his character
was almost nothing. She began to grow
alarmed.
Fairfax felt, rather than saw it all, and
suddenly leaned forward, with the remark:
1--WE are coming to dangerous part of
the road. / will take the relns, if you
please"
With that he cody took the lines from her
hands, almost ere she knew what he was
about.
She sank back on the seat with scarcely
kubdued gasp of alarm. She was now the
woman-all woman; he the man, and man
mot to be triled with, at that.
"Now," said he, quietly, but firmly, "if
you have finished what you have to say,
also will say something. However, before
4 begin my remarks, would like to ask
you one question. You have just professed
to hold me in utter contempt How is it,
then, you did not place the matter in the
hands of detectivei How is 1t you deal
with me personallyl In other words, how
came you here, and what do you want with
mef'
AS he asked her this he turned suddenly
and sharply around and looked her full in
the face.
The question was perfectly natural; but
the effect was extraordinary, and had he
not been in the mood that rendered him
proof against surprise, Fairfax would have
-evinced this,
Lydia gasped, shrank back upon her seat
and, under the keen scrutiny Of those
searching eyes, became crimson, then pale,
and In her confusion 1t seemed TO her that
the quiet, strong face gazing so flxedly into
hers seemed to read all; that those resist
less eyes pierced to her very souls depths
and caught its inmost Secrets and seemed
to say: Whatever your answer, know all
She stammered out breathlessly, in ter
rifed, shane-faced manner:
''If you know all, why do you aski"
"Ah," replied he, nistaking the meaning
Of her answer, but still failing to compre.
bend the cause of her confusion, ''yes, dc
know all"
She hid her face in her hands to conceal
her feeling of shame. He could have no re-
spect for her now; and horrible thought
surprising he were to make it public.
masking this discomposing question OF his,
Fairfax had been actuated only by desire
to learn what was publicly known about the
abduction Of the Princess-if his accom-
pieces had been discovered; if others, be
sides Lydia, knew of his guilt and where
abouts; or if she oaiy had gained the secret.
BE had made no accusation at all against
her; and was, therefore, taken aback and
completely mystiied by this behavior What
did she mean! He could not stop to reflect
He was resolved upon this plan.
His future, at any rate, was ruined-so he
took it for granted. Still he would make
the best of cirCumSt9"1s1, He would Sc
cure Lydia as shie,5s g. protect, from the
shafts Of justice, Dick and his other accom-
Iplices. He continued:
snow, will tell you all about it. You
know"
''Stopr she cried, bcseechingly. She
HAD become desperate. "Stopl Mr. Fair.
FAX. must explain myself. You say you
know all. You do not. am not the bold
icreature you believe me-"
Fairfax listened with growing astonish.
Iment Lydia continued:
"Some time after Natalie's disappear
lance, a singular dream awakened in my
imind an unpleasant suspicion. drove ii
laway time and again. But, time and
iagain, it returned. A brief conference
with Louvait, the French detective, only
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