The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1896-07-12

looked back ere he reached il. Arthur
was standing as he had been-motion-
less.
are your he said quietly.
Arthur looked at him. His eyes had
different expression now-or was IL that
something was cleaning softly in them
that had not been there before?
mo, no. am not going to Ice false TO my
colors. II don't care to talk much about
it, butt am a Christian, Phil
"At least l can put that horrid Idea out
of the moor child's head then" thought
Kerr to himself. Though to Arthur he did
not reply, save by bend of his head
Time passed. And in his wings there was
At twenty-four. Daisy Trevannion,
though her face bore traces of suffering
of no common order, was yet 81 sweet and
serene woman. To some extent she had
outlived the strange tragedy Of her earlier
girlhood
II had never been explained. The one
person who might naturally have been
looked to, to throw some light on the
mystery Lingard's sister Lady West
was as her brother had stated, complete
ly in the dark. At first she had been dis
posed to blame Daisy, or her family; and
though afterwards convinced that in so
doing she was entirely mistaken, she new
er became in any sense confidential with
them on the matter And after a few
months they met no more. For her hus-
band was sent abroad, and detained there
on an important diplomatic mission.
Now and then, in the earlier days of her
broken engagement Daisy would ask
Philip to TRY TO find out if Mary West
knows where he IS" And to please her he
did so. But all he learnt Was-what indeed
was all the sister had TO tell-that Ar
thur was off again on his old traVels-to
the Capricon Islands or to the moon, II
was not clear which.
He has promised that / shall hear from
him once a year-aS near my birthday as
he can manage. That is all can tell you"
she said, trying to make light Of 4.
And whether this promise was kept or
no, one thing was certain-Arthur Lin
gard had entirely disappeared from Lon
don society.
At twenty-five Daisy married Philip. He
had always loved her, though he had new
er allowed her to suspect It; and knowing
herself and her history as he did, he was
satisfied with the true affection she could
give him-satisfed, that Is 70 say, in the
hope and belief that his own devotion
would kindle ever-increasing response to
her side. And his hopes Were not dis
appointed. They were very happy.
Now for the sequel to The story-such
sequel, that is to say, as there is 10 give
a suggestion Of explanation rather than
any positive 'denouement' OF the mystic
ry.
They-Philip and Daisy-had been mar
ried for two or three years when one even
ing It CHANGED to them to dine at the house
of a rather well-known literary man with
WlOIn they were out SuBtAlly acquainted
They had been invited for a special reason;
their hosts were pleasant and genial peo-
pie who like to get those about them with
interests in common. And keir, though
his wings were now so happily clipt, still
held his position as a traveller who had
seen and noted much in his former wander
ingS.
we think your husband may enjoy a talk
with Sir Abel Maynard, who is with US
for few days." Mrs. Thorncroft had said
in her note.
And Sir Abel not being Of the surly order
of lions who refuse TO roar when they
know that their audience is eager to hear
them, made himself most agreeable. He
appreciated Mr.. Keir's intelligence and
sympathy. and was by no means indif-
ferent to Mrs Keirs beauty, though fev
not over fond of "reminiscences OF her hus-
bands travels. Perhaps she Is afraid of
his taking flight again"
During dinner the conversation turn
ed, not unnaturally, on a subject just at
that moment much TO the fore. For ii
was about the time OF the heroic Dam
lens death.
No" said Sir Abel, in answer to some
inquiry Il never visited his place. But
I have seen lepers-to perfection By
the-by," he went on suddenly, Il came
across a queer, very queer, story a
while ago. I wonder, Kerr, If you can
throw any light upon It
But at that moment Mrs. Thorncroft
gave the magic signal and the women left
the room.
By degrees the men came struggling
upstairs after them, then a little music
followed, but ii was not I'll much later
in the evening than was usual with him
that Philip made his appearance In the
drawing room, preceded by Sir Abel May
nard. Philip looked tired and rather dis
trait thought Daisy, whose eyes were
keen with the quick assortment Of per-
feet affection, and she was not sorry
when, before very long, he whispered TO
her that il was getting late, might they
not leave soon? Nor was she sorry that
during the interval before her husband
made this suggestion Sir Abel who had
been devoting himself TO her, had avoid
ed all mention of his travels and had
been amusing her with his criticism of a
popular novel instead. She could never
succeed altogether in banishing the pain
full association OF Arthur Idngard from
allusion to her husbands old Wanderings
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