The Red Cloud chief., 1896-06-26

II dare ,ay i know nothing Of that
| know only this. that my daughters
engagement win Sir Il ,ph Ahictci
shall not be broken
"NOt even II it were for Roy good"
GLOW should it be- for her g0od?'
"UtppinrS. counts says the Young
Cr man quickly. M,Dcrmot' (earn-
e.tly) II should not try to di-arraugc
your yi"w~ for your ~daulhncr, il !
could not olrr ~ much ~ | cause her
to .O~c. can make settlements
$50 doubj. NO doubt, That q, mat.
ter, ,ir. for the lady you may choose 10
marry
just 50; that lady i. your daush-
ter
There NOI make a mistake. NJ.
Eyre" said The prrmot distinctly.
You vii, never marry my daughter
with my consent. With regard to her
own consent. that i, already forfeited.
Her word is given To- another Aud
one word, sir; permit inc 10 say that a.
my guest YOU
NO. ! shall not permit YOU inter-
rUptcd Eyre p~aosiouat,ly. is every
sacred. earnest feeling to he ruled by
socicty's laws? Your daughter j. uu.
happy. Surely there are occasions
when the best, the most honorable
rules should be broken, And, know
ing her unhappy -
''lou are eloquent. sir" says The
McDcrmot. with a reserved smile.
Forgive me If | break in upon your
admirable dissertation on the weak
points of society. 'lou say my
daughter is unhappy. May | ask your
authority for that spccch?'
"Ccrtainly,' holly. "Shc herself
ha, said So
"ExccIlcut authority indeed My
daughter" grimly, is evidently II
greater fool than | thought her.
You mi-judgc her says the
young man. eagerly.
The McDcrmot let his eyes rest on
him for Il moment. IL can follow
your line OF thought says he, slowly,
The woman who could appreciate
You could be no fool. ch?
sir says Eyre, frowniug.
But arc you 80 sure OF her a'(cc-
ton? l. every young girls first word
worthy Of crcdit?'
Il desire to keep to the point" says
Eyre, a little h%aughtily. IL can offer
your daughter Il position. !, or my
%uuclc's death. shall inherit a title. ]
cIn offer her quite Us much as Sir
Ralph can. -
sip interrupts The McDermot.
stcrnlv, "lf you could make her II
duchess, | should still decline your
proposal. My daughter has given her
word TO marry Sir Ralph Ankctell.
aud by that word she shall abide
SO it is ali over, then in that quar-
ter, at all events. Eyre. having bow
ed himself out of his hosts presence.
after forcing himself, as IN duty bound,
to make courteous Acknowledgement
Of hospitality received, which ac-
acknowledgement has been a. courteous.
ly accepted, has sen Il message to the
village for "A trap to take him and his
belongings To the inn down there as
soon as may he. He j. raging with
Indignation and disgust. That Old
Goth. He will give his daughter to IA
man she hates just because in IL fool
ish moment the poor girl has been 90
creed into AN engagement with him.
Never had the spirit Of Don QuiXotc
been SO strongly reproduced As in Mr..
Eyrc's heart ut this moment. He will
come To her aid, father or no father,
What, would any man stand still and
see a girl wantonly, deliberately sac
riiiccd, and not put out "A hand TO help
to save? II so, his name is not Lu-
cien Eyre,
To see Dulcincl is, however, ncces-
sary. She must he made CogniZaut OF
the plot laid against her happiness.
Up TO this, poor child, she has @
garded her engagement as "a usual
thing. if hateful; but she must now
learn that force will be employed il
she refuse to go calmly to the altar
with that abomination, Sir Ralph.
lie has only Just stepp Il into the
corridor when he comes face to face
wit he.
"Wcll, I've q e your father" says he.
"What, Oh, nor SAYS she.
Yes, have; AID a bigger old
beg your pardon. But
"Hc says | must hold to my engage,
m mt " ,h Sir Ralph?'
.'lic sa's t ut, and that only. II
You were n slave, he could no; have
made it more distinct that you wcrc
without poscr in the matter"
'Sure y, grosing very pale, you OK
aggerate a littl a slave. Whose
slave"
rs + Rapids presently, if you don,
take swift measures to free Yourself.
Dulcie, you trust me, don't you?
Come away with me. Come this even
i'g. There is II train at hall past six.
me I me there, and
"And what?'
"Ill take You up to / wn 20 my
sisters, AID we can Lc married t..
morrow morning
"Marriei tO-mor Nv morning. And
and he"
%''lIc," mear ing her father, she how.
ever, had not meant er father, why,
lie deses' es all Ia viii get-no more"
True, true says she. as if irving
to work herself up to the uecessar,
p int of yalor. "A slave, yoI said.
But still
''Dulc nca! Dulcinea.' roars some
ono in t @ distance. 1t was tie voice
Of Goth!'
''IIe's calling MT; | must g1'' says
she. taking her hand away from Eyr,
in a lit IL frightened fashion.N