The Robesonian. [volume] (Lumberton, N.C.) 1870-current, 1897-11-10
light body, as she bent towards

llh.
II do wish for it," she said, in q
low, steady voice, .'and if my dead
mother we're here" she paused,
and added, II should still con-
sent to it.
"Take your seat" said Sarth.
She sank into chair.
II, for one, shall not stay to see
said cousin Betty, angrily,
leaving the room.
'Why such a pother?" said the
little man, in his airy, foreign ao-
cent. "It is but noment's di-
vertisement. The lady is tired.
l put her to sleep-so," rapidly
waving his lean, white hands over
her, then passing them, with light
touches, down her arms. Her
head sank on her breast, her whole
body relaxed; but the eyes rested
on his-helpless, obedient.
"She sleeps," he said, triumph
antly. Then, after a moments
pause, he reversed the passes.
''She is awake, now," he said.
"But it is better that she should
rest. The day has been exhust-
ing. Go to your own room, Miss
Page" he commanded. And Lee,
rising slowly, walked to the door,
'sluggishly, as though under the
influence of narcotic.
cit is but a little experiment. y
he said, smiling, and turning to
Ellen. ''I had understood you
were interested in science and KIN
dred pursuits. Miss Page is sim
gularly receptive of mesmeric in.
fiuences. I may say that I have
brought her under absolute con-
troll"
Miss Wynn bowed, but made nc
reply. She left the room, howev.
er, and sent a messenger for he1
brother. ''Come at once" she
wrote. ''It is imperative; don't
wait"
Miss Page did not go to bel
own room. There was little
chamber, adjoining the library
dimly lighted by the lamps in th'
larger room, and opening through
low windows into the garden. It
damp, dusky air was heavy will
the smell of herbs and roses. 1
was here that Sarth had chosen t,
fhold his interviews with her; ant
here the girl dragged herself, will
slow, unwilling steps. Sarth en-
tered, q few minutes later, AM
threw himself on a sofa.
"Sit down." he said, waving hi
hand.
| But she remained standing.
! "What do you want, now?" sh
asked.
Repugnance, fear, loathing, wei
in her face; a timid, immatu1
face, which, up to month age
had never expressed any emotion
, which all innocent child might nc
experience.
"What do I want7 Iwant mol
! money. That is, your brotht
| wants it, if he is to be saved fro1
: the gallows.
II "What can I do? I have sol
' every jewel I own, even the GRO
8 my mother gave me-"
: ''It was to save her boy. 81
!, was very fond of Fred, wasn't sh'
J. He has often talked to me,
9 night, when we would be campil
:. on the plains together, of yo
e mother; and the little garden y
y and he made, while she watch
/, you; and of your lessons together
:. He watched her keeally, as
rs talked. She began to weep, 80
}, bing silently. Erred never ceas
y to love you and his mother ]
was wild fellow; he drank hal
! and gambled high; but there v
n the one hope for him, his love
I his mother and you. can't be
,e to tell him that you are SO I
i crossed with your lover, and yc
j. marriage, that you will let h
h die, and will do nothing"
e. "It would be a lie, if you t
OF him that" said Lee, standi
x erect. "Only tell me what I c
O, do, and will do it."
"You know, as we'll as I. F.
III has killed this man, Phipps. |
a. der great provocation, he so
he But that must be proved. PHI
ng was popular in Denver. Fred
re- stranger. He needs the best CO
ng sci that can be had. His witne:
ed must be brought from anot
State. In short, we want mo-
money, and more of it. v
Or you tell your father7'
"It would kill him. To &c