Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1896-05-21
CHAPTER XIII.

dream, unable to think or move, then re-
covering herself Il little, she crawled over
to the couch on which the body of Frank
had lain, and passionately kissed the spot
where his head had rested.
What had become Of Frank? she asked
herself. Had her husband spoken the
truth when he said that he was dead? II
SO, Feveral had again played the villain.
Scarcely knowing what she did, she rush
ed TO the door. On the very threshold
OF the room she was met by Alice.
Constance" cried Alice, excitedly,
something terrible is happening, l am
sure. The duke is locked in his study, and
refuses to be seen. Mr.. Feverai begged
me to seek you instantly and deliver to
you this letter."
Constance took the letter, opened it and
read:
Madam: When the duke said your
cousin was dead he spoke falsely. The
Earl of Harrington still lives; he will to-
night be removed to the house OF a great
surgeon, who is willing to undertake the
charge. The surgeons address I enclose.
RICHARD FEVERAL."
With cry of Joy. Constance kissed the
letter.
Without word of protest she resigned
herself to her friends care The assur-
ance of Franks comparative safety
brought sense of happiness to her brok-
en- heart. She drank another composing
draught, lay down upon the bed and SLEPT.
She must not remain here" said Alice
to herself, Ger she will de-
She rose from her seat at the bedside
and returned to her own room. Once
there she sat down and wrote to Mrs.
Meason, warning the old lady not to be
astonished if a. shy moment Constance
were to arrive at A8ondale Castle
1t was night when Constance awoke.
The long sleep had refreshed her. but
her head still felt heavy and painful. Fore
most in her thoughts was the letter which
Feveral had written. With sudden i'm
pulse she rose, turned up the gas, and,
self hurriedly. Then she listened at the
door; there was no sound, no sign Of
living soul.
Grasping Fevera]'s letter in her hand,
and thrusting well-flled pocketbooE
into her breast, She descended the stairs.
and passed from the house into the street.
1t was very dark and raining heavily.
but she made no attempt to turn back:
Sic udu a nlSSfOu W 1uIull, iuu sue meant
to see it through. Quickly calling up
hanson, she ordered the driver to take her
to the address given in Feve1aps letter
Thus it was that she paid that strange
midnight visit tc Sir John Priestly, de-
scribed in the first chapter
The interview with the doctor over. she
returned to the cab and was rapidly driy-
en- back to Park Lane. She entered the
house as quietly as she had left it, and.
unseen by soul, rapidly gained the soil
tl1de of her own room.
About an hour after Constance had paid
her mysterious visit, Sir John Priestly
again heard his bell ring. This time the
mysterious patient had arrived Frank
was perfectly conscious now, but his face
was as pale as death, and he hung his
head as if in complete exhaustion. Few
eral glanced at the doctor.
'"rhe drive has been trying" he said.
cit has made my task an almost i'm
possible one" returned the doctor grave
ly; however, be so good as to assist me to
carry him up to his room."
With morning came great change; the
torpor had passed away, and Frank was
now not only insensible, but raving in de-
lirious fever. The doctor tended him
with the utmost care ana secrecy. Few
eral made a second call.
''Well?" he asked.
Cerebral fever" said the doctor, "and
the patient is in too low condition to
stand it long, fear.'
Constance" moaned Frank continu-
ally. "Where is Constance? That man
will kill her."
Something is troubling him." said the
doctor, she might be better if his mind
could be set at rest"
Feverals face grew troubled; he sat
down beside the bed and waited. Toward
afternoon Feveral was still at his post.
and Frank awoke from deep sleep and
knew him. His first words were:
''Where is Constance
'She is safe," replied Feveral, hurried
ly; ''her chief anxiety is for you. She
knows you are here in safety and in good
hands, and prays for your recovery"
Feveral rose. Frank turned his head
and closed his eyes. Feveral beckoned
the doctor from the room.
II may not be able to call again." he
said, ''but / will now confde to you as
secret your patients name. He is the
Earl Of Harrington
Ito be continuedl