Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1897-01-03

.aThere NAV not be anything to tell"
said Allen, doubtfully.
Dora looked at him straightly. L am
sure that what is told will change your
life and mine," she said.
."Doral you know something!
"Allen. / know nothing. l am going
simply by my premonition.'
81 am not supersticious.' said Scott, and
entered the house. He was not supersu-
tious, as he stated; yet at that moment
he might well have been so. for in the
mere act of ascending the stairs he was
entering on a dark and tortuous path, at
the end of which doomed the shadow of
death.
When his grey tweeds vanished up the
stairs Dora turned her eyes in the direc-
ton of Mr.. Joad. He was seated in straw
chair under a cedar tree, and looked
blot on the loveliness of the view All
else was blue sky and touches of emerald
green, golden sunshine and multicolored
flowers: but this untidy. disreputable
creature, a huddled up mass of dingy
black, seemed out of place. But for all
that Dora was glad he was within speak
ing distance. and alone. So to sreak, he
was the key to the problem which was
then perplexing her-the problem of her
premontion.
That a healthy breezy young woman
should possess so morbid a fancy seems
unreasonable; and Dora took this view
of the matter herself. She was troubled
rarely by forebodings, by premontions, or
vague fears: nevertheless, there was
superstitious side to her character. Hith-
erto, in her tranquil and physically healthy
existence, there had been no chanc efor
the development of this particular side,
but now, from various causes, it betrayed
itself in feeling of depression. Mr.. Ed
ermonts fainting and mention of LSdy
Burville; that lady's fainting and anxiety
concerning the recluse; and finally Mr..
Joad's assertion that Lady Burville had
known Aliens father-all these facts hint
ed that something was about TO happen.
Dora did not know what the something
could possibly be; but she felt vaguely
that it would affect the lives of herself
and her lover Therefore. she was anx-
ious to know the worst at once; and ac-
cordingly, going out to meet her troubles,
she walked forward to the Selinus on the
lawn.
what was meant to be fascinating smile.
This disreputable old creature had the pas
sions of youth in spite of his age; and in
his senile way he greatly admired the
ward of his patron His admiration took
the annoying form of constantly forestal-
ing her wishes. If Dora wanted a book.
paper, a chair, bunch of flowers Joad
was always at hand to supply her wants.
AS first she accepted these attentions
carelessly enough, deeming them little but
the kindly pertinacities of an amiable old
man; but of late she had found Joad and
his attentions rather troublesome. More
over, his obsequious demeanor, his leers,
his oily courtesies, made her feel uneasy.
Nevertheless she did not dream that the
old creature was in love with her beauty.
So absurd an idea never entered her head.
But Joad was in love for all that, and
cherished ardently his hopeless passion.
"Mr Joad," said Dora, abruptly, coming
to the point at once, who is Lady Bur-
ville?"
Dear Miss Carew," cried the old man,
ignoring the question and rising to his
feet pray be seated in this chair. The
sun is hot, but here you will be out of
the glare"
Never mind about the glare and the
chair" said Dora, making an unconscious
rhyme, Il asked you a question. Who is
Lady Burville?"
Lady Burville?" repeated Joad, seeing
he could no longer avoid answering it; ''let
me see. Mr. Pride said something about
her oh, yes, she is the wife of Sir John
Burville, the celebrated African million
aire; and l believe she is the guest of Sir
Harry Hernwood at the Hall"
Go on" said Dora, seeing that he
paused; what else do you know"
Nothing. What l repeated was only
Pride's gossip. l am ignorant of the lady's
history. And if you come to that, Miss
Dora" added Joad with grotesque smile,
why should l not be ignorant?"
But you limited that Lady Burville
knew Aliens father" persisted Dora, an
noyed by his evasion of her question.
Did 70" said Joad, suddenly conveying
a vacant expression into his eyes. q do
not remember, Miss Dora. If did was
not thinking Of what l was saying"
You are wilfully deceiving me, Mr..
Joad."
why should I. Miss Dora? If I knew
anything about this lady I would tell you
willingly. But it so happens that l know
nothing"
You spoke as though you knew a good
deal" retorted Dora, angrily.
Il spoke at random. young lady. And if
you--why, what's the matter with JUL
ian?"
1t was little wonder that he asked the
question, for Edermont had opened the
window again, and was hanging out of it
crying and gesticulating like some terrible
Punch
LAMBERT LAMBERT" he shriekeG.
Come and help me! He will kill mel
kill me-"
Joad shufied toward the house as quick.
ly as his old legs could take him. He was
followed by the astonished Dora. and they
were about to step into the entrance hall
when Allen Scott came flying down the
stairs. He was wild-eyed, breathless, and
as grey in hue as the clothes he wore.
"Alleni' cried Dora. recoiling at his mad
looks. what is the matter?"
Don't stop me, for Gods sake" said
the doctor hoarsey. and avoiding her out
stretched hand he fed hastily down the
garden path. A click of the gate. which
had not been locked by Joad, and he
vanished from their sight.
Dora stared at Joad; he looked back at
her with malicious grin at the fight of
her lover; and overhead. at the open win
dow. they heard the hysterical sobbing Of
Julian Edermont
ITO be Continued
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A STROKE OF DIPLOMACY.
Applicant have called to ask you,
madam, to use your influence in my be-