The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1896-07-08
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Copyright 1896, by Macmillap b Co.
Continued.

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Again niuat | LL,sW rLu. rI|r&,
after hnowle;lS, 10 a.ioIf J.u to-. :.
things cane to pas; on this !Gl..! nl.,a
When Mr.. Goodwin reached LonGGn
he went to Sir Peter Lolv's hn""o -
Lincoln 3 Iun to know if he was still at
Hatfield, and there learning he was gone
hence to Hampton, and no one answer
ing for certainty when he would return,
Mr.. Goodwin, seeing that he might lin
ger in London for days TO no purpose,
and bethinking him how pale and sor-
rowful his dear wife was when they
parted, concludes to leave his picture at
Sir Peter Lely's and post back to Chisel-
hurst, counting to give his wife hap
Ply surprise
About o'clock he reaches the court,
to find all shut and barred by the pru-
dent housekeeper, who, on letting him
in, with many EXPLANATIONS of joy and
wonder, falls presently to signing and
shaking her head, as she tells how her
mistress has lain abed since dinner and
is sick Of her biliaries
In great concern Mr.. Goodwin takes
the candle from Mrs. Butterby's hand
and hastes up to his wife's room. Open
ing the door softly, he enters, to find
the bed tumbled indeed, but empty.
He calls her in soft voice, going into
the next room, and getting no reply,
nor finding her there, he calls again,
more loudly, and there is no response.
Then, as he stands irresolute and amaz-
ed, he hears knock at the door below
and concluding that tits his wife, who
has had occasion to go out seeking fresh
air for her comfort maybe, he runs swift
ly down and opens ere servant can an
swer the call And there he is faced,
not by sweet Moll, but the jaundiced,
wicked old Simon, gasping and painting
for breath.
"Dost thee know" says he, fetching
his breath at every other word, "dost
thee know where the woman thy wife
is?''
"Where is she?" cries Mr. Goodwin in
quick ALARM. thinking by this fellow s
sweating haste that some accident had
befallen his dear wife.
81 will show thee where she is. Aye,
and what she is" gasps the old man,
and then, clasping his hands, he adds,
"Verily, the Lord hath heard my pray
ers and delivered mine enemies into my
hand. -
Mr.. Goodwin, who had stepped aside
to catch up his hat from the table, where
he had flung it on entering, stopped
short, hearing this fervent note of praise,
and turning about, with misgivings of
Simon's purpose, cries:
What are your enemies to me?'
Everything" cries Simon. mime
enemies are thine, for as they have
cheated me SO have they cheated thee. u
Enough Of this" cries Mr.. Goodwin
"Tell me where my wife is, and be done
with it. -
81 say I will show thee where she is
and what she is.
"Tell me where she is" cries Mr.
Goodwin, with passion.
"That is my secret, and too precious
to throw away" -
II comprehend you now," says Mr.
Goodwin, bethinking him of the fellow Is
greed. "You shall be paid. Tell me
where she is and name your price.
1.-THE price is this" returns the 9TH
er, "thy promise to be secret, to catch
them in this trap and give no opening
for escape. Oh, know them. They are
as serpents that slip through your fin
gers and turn to bite. They shall not
serve me so again. Promise
Nothing. Think you I'm of your
own base kind, to deal with you in
treachery? You had my answer before,