The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1896-05-01
CHAPTER II-Co.tiaued.)

CHAPTER II-(Contiaued.)
~Slle has given the fellow IN ap.
&otNtment." savagely thought Stanley
n ClAre,nont.
And then turning towards Sydney.
who was about to walk away. said. in
Z Oolently, to him:" When anyone liquor
u ant III the customs Of those classes of
u eOCietys which arc above him, suffers
himself to indulge in dcceitful hopes,
Those mad dreams are cut short in
/ order to preserve the reputation which
4 q in danger of attack
II am not able to understand your
vOiyis. sir; to whom is your lesson ad.
Arcssed?" Sydney coldly demanded;
y and Stanley'S only answer was an en-
prCSsive raising of his shoulders.
n IF to me-" pursued Sydney, lit does
not apply; IL to Frances O'NIeara, your
Tears are IN insult"
"a dark scowl was Claremont's reply
20 tl,at.
a have need to remember the ties of
consanguinity which unite you to Miss
QNcara," resumed Sydney. lin order
thnt i may forbear to demand from
yon by what right you thus interpret
this condescending attention which she
has been pleased to grant to me-"
BY what rightw exclaimed Stanley
d ClaremOnt.
This is neither the time nor the
plnce to continue u conversation which
has 50 pnpleasantly commenced: but
We shall, perhaps. see each other
again, and you will find me, sir. al
ways reldy to answer in whatever
1 1ashion it shall please you to question
me-
And bowling stiffly to the gentleman,
Sydney turned upon his heel. and left
SClarpm0nt to storm and fret in useless
rage, and to mltter to himself: NO
!. doubt you believe yourself very strong
with the love of Frances OMcara; but
I shall find way to place myself be-
tween her and you on all occasions
when It shall he. necessary
M Greatly veXctl and disappointed WAS
Abraham Mailer, when. on searching
the pOcketbook which lie had stolen,
he found that it contained not single
bark note.
Its contents were principally letters.
o0lltc of which the peddler gave himself
the trouble to read. and soon saw rea-
/, sON to believe that in 50 doing his tilue
&nd 1sn. been wasted.
Ascending again to the deck. the
Fpedtller sought out Claramont and re-
sgQuesic,l to be allowed few minutes
conye1Nation with him.
Stanley roughly refused aad resumed
4 his walk upon the deck.
Abraham follow. d closely behind
/ him. and presently began: 'Tiat OLD
fe!iaw. James E'rampt"n, is great
z tlpslDle to you!'
On hearing these words. Claren!Ont
suddenly stopped III his walk and list
ene.l; but without turning to confront
the speaker. who continued: '.IIc has
beer, to London. and you know what
he had to do there: You know, too,
thnt lie has been successful in the
purpose which took him thither? Aad
You are ut Il loss how to prevent that
y obstinate old man from going to your
uncle and saying to him: Sir Logtl-
len, have sucCaeded.''
Stanley Claremont at the very
I height of astonislncnt, now faced
sharply around towards the pediar and
Smutterel: II do not understand you"
Il ts.Oh. yes, YOU do" the other know
.ingly replied; and presently resumed:
Your uncle has too long dotted on his
Idea, not to put it Immediately into ex-
ecttinn.''
~
with every word the ;,eddler uttered.
And them; continued Abraham,
'away goes your inheritance and in
Steps ruin; and that is not exactly
what you have been hoping for"
Not ar other word.' Stanley hastily
exclaimed.
And then, glancins around him, and
drawing the peddler beyond the reach
Of any ears which might be listening.
Claremont said: Prom whom have
you learned"
His speech was checked by coarse
laugh from Abraham: who. when his
gravity had returned to him, said:
Z You must permit me. in the first
i place. to address to you d slight re-
proach."
Stanley could do no more than stare
4 vacantly ut the fellow.
al t'You have mania for writing"
Stanley's eyes opened wider than
ever.
You write well.' drawled Abra-
3 ham. very we'll; but you write too
much Letters, You must be aware,
( may be lost
Letters? have them here"
Stanley said. hurriedly and agitatedly;
/ and about to carry his hand to tile
3 breast pocket Of his coat.
s95 Abraham, with his finger, lightly
! touched Claremont's arm; an then, im-
v ltating him, and pointing towards the
B breast pocket of his own coat, said,
very pleasantly: "No; beg your par
Ssj don; they are here"
And rs Stanley dashed his hand
4 agninst his breast to feel for his peck.
!. etbook. Abraham drew it quietly forth
\ from his own breast pocket.
81 found it, the peddler said.
sin my pocket" said Staonley. pas.
4 sionately.
sit was about to fall"
gsf. ''Into your hand"
NJ POSSIBLY" observed Abraham; and
then gave back the pocketbook to
y Clarenlont, saying to him: cit is lucky
y for. YOU that have read those letters
"Expiain yourself"
The peddler was silent and thought.
ful for about half a minute, and then
said, in very natural way: II want q
twenty-p0und note"
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