Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1896-09-16
CHATTER XIV.

CHAPTER XIV.
1t was true enough that Guffanta did
pass q considerable time in the Hote
Lepanto, smoking cigarettes, and always
thinking deeply, whether seated in the
corridor or in his own room upstairs.
But, although he had not allowed him.
self to say one word to any Of the other
men on the subject, and still spoke with
eertaintyof ere long finding the murderer;
he was forced to acknowledge that, foJ
the time. he was baffied.
And then, as he did acknowledge this.
be would rise from his chair and stretch
out his long arms, and laugh grimly to
himself.
'But only for a time. Miguel" he would
say, "only for time. He will come to
you at last, he will come to you as the
bird comes to the nest. Walt, wait,
wait! You may meet him to-day. to-
aightl You will surely trap him at last!'
Meanwhile Lord Penlyn. when he was
Seft alone. and when he could distract his
thoughts from the desire Of his life. the
finding OF the man who had slain Walter
Cundan. was very unhappy.
Those thoughts would then turn to the
girl he lad loved deeply. to the girl whom
he had cast of because she had ventured
u was he who might have done the deed.
He had cast her of In q moment when
thsre had come into his heart q revulsioD
Of feeling toward her, u feeling of horror
that she, Of all others In the world, could
for one moment harbOr such an ideS
against him.
Yet he admitted to himself, there were
grounds upon which even the most loving
Of women might be excused for having
bad such thoughts.
He had misled her at first, he had kept
rack the truth from her. he had given
her reasons for suspiciOn-eyen against
him. her lover.
And now they were parted. he had re-.
nounced her, and yet he knew that he
loved her as fOndly as ever: she was the
one woman In the world to him. Would
they ever come together again?
Was 1t possible. that il he, who hac
told her that never more In this world
would he speak to her of love, should go
back again and kneel at her feet and
plead for pardon, it would be granted ts
him?
II he could think that: il he could think
that when once his brother was avenged
he might 30 plead and be SO forgiven
then he could take courage and look for.
ward hopefully to the future.
But at present they were strangers, they
were as much parted as though they had
never met; and he was utterly unhappy.
When Guffanta had declared himself
Il had been In his mind to write and tell
her all that he had newly learned; but he
could not bring himself to write an Ordi.
nary letter to her.
1t might be that, Notwithstanding the
deep interest she took in his unhappy
brothers fate, she would refuse to open
any letter in his handwriting, and would
regard 1t almost as an insult.
Yet he wanted to let her know what
nad now transpired, and he at last dc,
c3ded what to do.
He asked Stuart to direct an envelope
for him to her, and he put a slip of paper
Inside 1t, on which he wrote:
"COrOt has disclosed himself, and he,
undoubtedly is not the murderer. He,
however, has some strange knowledge of
the actual man in his possession which he
will not reveal, but says that he is Ger
tain, at last, to bring him to Justice.
That was all. and he put no initials to
II, but he thought that the knowledge
might be welcome to her.
He had not expected any answer to this
letter, or note, and from Ida none came,
but a day or two after he had sent it, he
received q visit from Sir Paul Raughton.
The baronet had come up to town es-
pecially to see him, and having learned
from the footman that Lord Penlyn was
at home, he bade the man show him to
his master, and followed him at once.
As Penlyn rose to greet him, he noticed
that Sir Paurs usually good face
bore very serious expression. and he
knew at once that the interview they
were about to have would be an impor-
tant one.
II have come up to London expressly
70 see you, Lord Penlyn," Sir Paul said,
shaking hands with him. coldly. because
wish to have a thorough explanation of
the manner in which you see fit to con-
duct yourself toward my daughter No.
he said, putting up his hand, as he saw
that Penlyn was about to interrupt him,
"hear me for one moment. l may as well
tell you at once that Ida, that my daugh-
ter, has told me everything that you have
con6ded to her with regard to your re-
lationship to Mr.. Cundall-which, | think,
1t was your duty also to have told me-
and she has also told me the particularly
Of your last interview with her"
Il parted with ter in anger" the other
answered. '.because there seemed TO have
come into her mind some idea that l.
that 1 might have slain nv brother"
And for that, for a momentary sus.
.,iciou on her part, a suspicion that would
scarcely have entered her head had her
mind not been in the state it is, you have
aeon fit to cast her off. and to cancel
your engasement!'
s.It was she. Sir Paul. who baJe me
.neak no more of love to her." PeuIyn
ssid. "she who told me that, until III
h.d found the murderer of nv brother. /
WAS to be no more to her."
"And she did we'll to tell you So" Sir
Paul said; "for to whom but to you. his
brother and his heir, should the task fall
Of avenging his cruel murder?