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and closed the door, leaving Fevera: out
side.
After breakfast the carriage vas an
nounced, and. greatly to the dukes amaze
ment, he was allowed to enter it alone. He
believed that Feveral, wearied with his
long night of watching, had determined
to let him escape. He drove quickly to
a railroad station, and having taken his
ticket. he secured compartment which
he asked the guard to lock
For Il time he was left alone: he watch
ed the crowd gathering upon the plat
form. but saw no face he knew; ut length
the train began to move; he was con-
graduating himself on his escape, when
the carriage door was hurriedly unlocked
and Feveral stepped in.
1T was useless to protest. Or indeed to
make movement of any kind; the train
was now well started, and the two men
were locked up alone.
Neither spoke; Feveral, indeed, behaved
as if he were entirely alone. Taking no
notice whatever Of his companion, he re-
clined in the further end of the compar t
ment and began to read a newspaper. The
duke, angry at first, gradually became
more subdued, and stared at his compan-
ion in singular fascination. To escape
from him was impossible: if ut the next
station he changed his compartment Few
eral would assuredly fallow; and he dar-
ed not seek protection, for once given
into custody Feveral would be silent no
longer but would most assuredly heap
lgnominy OH him before the world
He looked at Feveral; he had dropped
his paper now, and lay back with closed
eyes. Very noiselessly and cautiously the
duke crept forward; Feveral did not move
suddenly, with spring, like that of d
wild panther, the duke leaped upon his
sleeping companion, fixing his fingers in
! his throat.
But Feveral was instantly aroused. 1t
was his last lapse of WEAKNESS. 1t was
the dukes final chance to rid himself of
an implacable foe. Resisting him, over
towering him, Feveral told him what he
should insist upon-the duel, and at once
The night mail to Dover, the Calais
boat, the train for Paris-what a sombre,
ominous journey it was! Pertinacious as
ferret, Feveral kept a close watch on
his enemy, and at last the duke grimly
welcomed the crucial moment when his
superior ability as marksman would
certainly rid him of dreaded enemy.
AT O'Clock the next morning they met
at the spot agreed on. The duke had
fought several duels, and yet the feeling
which possessed him was a certain kind
of fear He dreaded lest the fortune of
/ war might go against him, and SO prevent
him from dealing to Constance that
amount of punishment which he believed
to be her due
The pistols were produced, examined
and loaded. The doctor put out his in
Struments, the ground was measured, and
the gentlemen were asked to take their
places.
lone moment" said Feveral, politely.
81 have word to say to the duke"
Inc seconds and the surgeons retired
and the two men were left alone. The
duke said nothing-it was Feveral who
spoke.
My lord" he said, 'as we, neither of
us, can tell what kind of termination
this little affair will have, l wish, before
we take our places, to conhde to you
piece of information which will doubtless
give you some satisfaction. It is this
your rival lives!'
The duke started.
''My rival livesv' he exclaimed. "What
do you mean, sir?'
''Simply this my lord; that have dared
to disooey your Instructions; you told
me to cast the poor gentleman into the
street Instead, had him carried 20 the
house of physician, who dressed the
wound, and undertook to cure the patient
Lord Harrington is at the present moment
progressing rapidly toward recovery"
During this speech the dukes face was
a study. Rage at this news coupled with
intense hatred for the man who brought
it, completely mastered him. Scarcely
knowing what he did, he sprung upon Few
eral and. locked in each others arms, the
two men fell upon the sand.
The seconds. alarmed at the unexpected
turn events had taken, Immediately rush
ed to the rescue, and the two men were
separated. Feveral arose, seemingly as
calm as he had been before, but the duke
was painting with fury.
The two men were placed back to back:
the PAGES We're counted, the signal was
given; the principals wheeled and fired.
When the smoke cleared Feveral was seen
to be standing apparently unhurt, but
the duke was lying on the ground. Hugo
rushed to his master ard lifted his head.
One glance at his face, and he turned
with startled look to his companion.
'"The duke is dead!' he said.
CHAPTER XNVI.
At o'clock that same afternoon Few
eral stood again in the streets of London.