Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1896-07-02

once again and BABE me IareWell forever
in this world, and then | saw his MUIR
derer spring upon him, and
Sand that murderer wasp her lover
interrupted, quivering with excitement.
"Unhappily, do not know-not yet, at
least, but I shall do so some day" She
had risen now, and was standing before
him pale and erect. The long white peig-
noir that she wore chung to her delicate
supple figure, making her look unusually
tall; and she appeared to her lover like
some ancient classic figure vowing ven
geance on the guilty. AS she stood thus,
with fixed look of certainty on her face,
and prophesied that some day she should
know the man who had done this deed,
she might have been Cassandra come
back to the world again
His face was shrouded,' she went on,
''as all murderers shroud their faces, l
think; but his form l knew. | am think
ing-I have thought and thought for hours
by day and night-where | have seen
that form before. And in some uneX-
pected moment remembrance will come to
me-"
"And thenT' Penlyn interrupted.
"And then, if | compass it, his life
shall be subjected to such inspection, his
every action OF the past examined, every
action of the present watched, that at
last he shall stand discovered before the
worldw She paused a moment, and again
she looked tixedly at him, and then she
said: ''You are my future husband; do you
know what l require of you before l be-
come your wife,"
''Love and fidelity, Ida, is it not! AND
have you not that:"
'Yes," she answered, ''but that fidelity
must be tried by strong test. You must
go hand in hand with me in my search
for his murderer, you must never latter
in your determination to find him. Will
you do this out Of your love for me!
Il will do it," Penlyn answered, "out Of
my love for you"
She held out her hand-cold as marble
Ito him, and he took it and kissed it.
But as he did so, he muttered to himself:
'If she could only know; if she could only
know"
Again the impulse was on his lips to tell
her Of the strange relationship there was
between him and the dead man, and again
he let the impulse go.
In the excitement of her mind would
she not instantly conclude that he was
the slayer Of his dead brother, Of the man
who had suddenly come between him and
everything he priced in the world! And,
to support him in his weakness, was there
not the letter of that dead brother en-
joining secrecy? SO he held his peace!
II will do it, he said, ''out Of my love
for you; but, forgive me, are you not tax
ing an unusual interest in him, sad as his
death WASP"
'No," she answered. "No. He loved
me; was the only woman in the world
he loved-he told me so on the first night
he returned to England. Only / had no
love to give him in return; it was gl-en
to you. But liked and respected him,
and, since he came to me in my dream on
that night of his death, it seems that on
me should fall the task of finding the
man who killed him."
She had hidden him do the very thing
of all others that he would least wish
done, hidden him throw light upon the
past of the dead man, and find out all
his enemies and friends.
She had told him to do this, while there,
in his own heart, was the knowledge of
the long-kept secret that the dead man
was his brother-the secret that the dead
man had enjoined on him never to d.
vulge.
What was he to do? he asked himself.
Which should he obey, the orders of his
murdered brother, or the orders OF his
future wife?
He rose after these reflections and told
her that he was going back to London.
And she also rose, and said:
"Yes yes; go back at once! Lose no
time. not a moment. Remember, you
have promised You will keep your prom
Use, know"
He kissed her, and muttered some
thing that she took for words of assent,
and prepared to leave her.
He reached his house early in the even
ing. and the footman handed him letter
that had been left by a messenger but
short time before. 1t ran as follows:
..Grosvenor Place, June II, 1SS-.
sMy Lord-In searching through the
papers of my late employer, Mr.. Walter
Cundall, I have come across will made
by him three years ago. By it, the whole
of his fortune and estates are left to you,
your name and the title being carefully
described. / have placed the will in the
hands of Mr.. Fordyce, Mr.. Cundall's So
licitor. from whom you will doubtless hear
shortly.
s'Your obedient servant,
"a. STUART.
s'rhe Rt Hon. Viscount Penlyn."
That was ALL without one word of ex-
PLANTATION or Of surprise at the manner
in which Walter Cundalrs vast wealth
had been bequeathed.
Lord Penlyn crushed the letter in his
hand when he read it, and, as he threw
himself into a chair, he moaned:
Everything must be known, everything
discovered; there is no help for it! What
will Ida think Of me now? Why did /
not tell her to-day! Why did I not tell
her?''
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