The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1895-12-28
THE STORY OF
FRANCIS CLUDDE.

fOnnd IL ont for yOUrHglf.' she COM Il
,pued scornfully. "a babe would have
tuessed II. knowing as much of your IA |
her as YOU did"
Does he know bimselfY' I muttered |
leaking anywhere but at her
low. Tho shock had left me dull and con-
mad 1 aid not doubt her word. rather
wondered with her TINT / had not foupd
his ont for myself. But the possibility of
meeting INV father in that wide world
INTO which 1 had plunged TO escape from
,he Knowledge Of bIs existence had mover
to me Had / Thought Of it. II
wonId hive seemed too unlikely. and
tbougb I might have seen in Gardiner A
ink between us. and so kayo identified him,
Inc 0reatness Of the oh ancellor's transac.
lions. and certain things about Clarence
which had seemed or would have seemed
had I ever taken tho poInt into oopsidera-
ton. Mt variance with INV ideas Of my IA
tber' had nreyentcd ma getting upon the
track.
docs he know that you are his son, do
Won meantn she said. ''No; he does not"
lyon have not told bimS,
"No,n she answered, with a slight
sbiver.
Iunderstood. Icomprebended that even
IN her the eaoerness with which. being IA
tber and son. We had sought one another's
lives during tbo.e DAYS on the Rhine had
seemed 40 dreadful nat she had concealed
the trutb from him.
"Wben did you learn itf, 1 asked,
too.
II knew his right name before ever
saw Won. (" she answered.. YOURS / learned
on tbe dav left Won at santon. - Looking
hack I remembered the strange horror.
then inexplicable. which she had betrayed,
and I understood IL. So IL was that knowl-
edge which had driven her from usl "Wbat
will Won do nowf" she said. "You will
save bimf You must sayo himl He Is your
fatbern
Save bimf 1 sbuddered at the Thought
that I had DESTROYED him: that I. his son.
had denounced bimi Gave bimi The per-
sn,ration sprapg out in beads on my fore
head II i could NOT save him. 1 should
live n,tied nv INV friends and ioathed by
INV enemiesl
ar n he possible. - 1 muttered. "I will
save him.
"You swear it,, she cried. Before I
oould answer she seized nv arm and drag
ood mo mn the aim aisle until we stood To.
1etber before tho figure and the cross. The
Chimes above us rang II. A shaft of cold
sunsbine pieroed n dusty window and full
~ danoine motes shot atbwart the pillars.
uSwear - she reneated with trembling
eooerness turnIng her ewes on mine and
Raising her hand solemnly toward the fig
nre sSwear by the orossi"
az swear 1 said.
she dronped her hand Her form scanned
In shrink md grow less. Making a sign
IN mo To 90. she fell on her knees on the
stem and drew her hood over her face. I
walked away on tiptoo down the aisle;
bnt. oIanoin9 back from, the door of the
cbnrch saw the small. solitary figure
still kneelino in prayer. Tho sunshine
had died away. The dusty window was
coIorless- Only the red lamp clowed DULY
ahoye her head. seemed TO Sec what the
end wonld he. Then 1 pushed aside the
onrta,n and slinned ont into the keen air.
II was hers TO pray. II was mine to act
lost no time but on my return could
NOT And Master Rertie eitber in the publio
room or in the inn ward. 40 I sought him
In his bedroom. WHARF, found him placid
iv reading a hook. his patient waiting In
striking contrast with the feyerish anxiety
wh,ch had taken hold Of me. UWbat II
IL. ladfn he said. closing the volume and
LAYING ~ down ON NV entrance "You
look disturbed.
II have seen Mistress Anne" an.
swered. He wbistIed softly. staring a,
ma without n word. "She knows ali, :"
continued.
"How much Is alli" he asked after q
nausa
"Our names-all our names-Peurud
dooke's. Kingston's, the others-our meet
ing place, and that we hold Clarence Z
prisoner. She was that old woman whom
we saw at the Gatehouse tayern las
niobt.D
He nodded. appearing neither greatly
surprised nor greatly alarmed. docs sh,
intend to use her knowledgef" he said 81
SUPPOSE she does"
aUnless we lot him 20 safe and unhur
before sunset"
"They will never consent to it." he an
swered. shaking his head.
"Then they will hangi' cried.
He looked hard at me a moment, dis
corning something strange In the bitter
ness Of my last words. "Come, lad" b.
said, "you have not told me all. VIVA,
else have you learnedi'
"How can I tell your" cried wildly
waving him off and going to the lattic
that my face might be hidden from him
"Heaven has cursed mel" added, m.
voice breaking.
He came and laid his hand on my shout
der. t'Heayen curses no one," he said
aMost Of our ourses we make for out
selves. What is 1t, ladY" -
1 covered my face with my hands. "H
The is ~, father. {" / muttered. "Do yol
understand Do you see what / have done
He il my fatherI''
"Hap' Master BERTHE uttered that on
exclamation In intense establishment
Then he said no more. But the pressur
Of his hand told me that he understood
that he felt with me; that he would he'll
me. And that silent comprehension, tina
silent assurance, gave the sweetest com
fort. ale must be allowed to 20, then
for this time he resumed grayely, afte
a pause, in which had had time to 70