Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1897-08-15

what possible IedSOn nav '
make such an accusation" he de-
manded. ,-r-1,-7
II think it is my fault" said Isabella
hastily. Il remarked that DIDO was
always agitated when you came 10
this house"
Miss Dallas. If you remember I cured
Dido of a bad nervous headache by
bvpnotic suggestion. Her mind, there
fore. became habituated in responding
10 mine: and doubtless she feels
kind of impression which tells her
that l am near"
in ether words, said Maurice,
pointedly, you have obtained IN IN
| tuence over her."
1T is not improbable" rejoined Et-
valid, in measured tones. i am one
of those people, Mr.. Alymers who
can by strength of will and power OF
character obtain power over anyone l
wish"
AS he spoke Etwald cast a sudden
glance at Isabella. The girl was look
ing towards the house, out OF when
her mother had just emerged, and ala
not see the menace in his regard;
but Maurice noted the gaze and 1elt
enraged at all it implied.
In plain words, Etwald lntlmated IN
! a yelled manner that Isabella was
nervous subject, over whom he could
obtain influence. If he so chose, by
the unlawful means of hypnotism.
| This power Maurice was determined
he should not gain, and by asking
direct question he tried to force Ell
valid into a confession of illegitimate
practices. BY this he hoped TO warn
Isabella, and make her afraid OF trust
ing herself too much to the doctors
company.
You have been in the West Indies,
Doctor" asked Maurice, bluntly.
Il have been all over the world, Mr.
Alymer," parried Etwald dexterously.
DO you know anything OF Voodoo
Worship"
Il Know something of most things, q"
assented the doctor, But l confess l
take but little interest in African bar
barities."
"Oh! what about Dido and her meet
ing you?"
my ability" responded Etwald, coldly,
| anu QCM, MI. Ally llCls do Jul ACSNNSS
is approaching, you must excuse my
replying to any further questions. IL
you want further insight into my char
acter, call upon me at Deanmlnster.
THAT l shall certainly do sale
Maurice, for he was resolved TO learn
all he could about this strange man,
so that he could protect Isabella from
his arts.
"Ah!" said the doctor, with irony,
I'VE shall see if you will venture SO
; far"
; Before Maurice could take up the
! implied challenge. which threw
doubts upon his moral courage, MIS-
Dallas advanced heavily to meet heI
visitors. Isabella had already lifted
like a white butterfly into the drawing
room: and her mother received the
two young men alone. Her reception
, was, as usual, ponderous and vague.
; so pleased to see you, Mr.. Alymer
=. Dr. Etwald, l am charmed. 1t IS
o delightful day, is it not? Reminds
me of Barbados"
9 Il have never been in Barbados,
. said Maurice, towards whom her Ian
guild gaze was directed. But DR.. Ec
valid may be able TO answer your ques
4 ton, Mrs. Dallas"
81 know the West Indian is,I,---s---
..l...a...4al-Int. ..a1A---,-.-.sb --udy does re-
D mind me a little of the climate there
? but it is scarcely hot enough"
mo" murmured Mrs. Dallas, sink
ing into large chair. You are right
l have been in the sun all the morn.
$ ing, and only now am | beginning t.
! feel warm. | shall certainly go back
t to Barbados"
2 Mrs. Dallas had made this threat sc
many times that nobody paid any at
tention to it, and, not expecting an an
t swer, she began to fan herself slow
: ly Through her half-closed eyes she
looked anxiously at the subtle face OF
Etwaid. With the instinct of a wo-
man, she guessed that something i'm
portant had brought the doctor to see
her; he was not man to waste his
time on visits Of ceremony.
Now Mrs. Dallas was secretly afraid
of Etwald, as she had received hints
from Dido-in whose truth she implic-
lily believed-that the doctor knew
more about secret things than most
people. She dreaded lest his visit
should portend harm, and so, in some
trepidation, waited for him to speak.
But Etwald guessing her frame of
mind, took his time, and it was only
when Isabella approached with some
tea for her mother that he broke the
silence.
Don't go away, Miss Dallas" he
said, entreatingly. Il have something
IN cav n vO1r1, mot bor 11rIioh cOnoor,c
you" y
Isabella turned pale, for she guessed
what was coming. AS Etwald had
raised his voice purposely,, Maurice,
who was standing by the tea table, also
pricked up his ears. Mrs. Dallas, with
some curiosity, raised herself to look
closer at Etwald, and he, seeing that
his auditory was attentive, prepared
TO launch his thunderbolt.
"My dear Mrs. Dallas" said he. in
soft voice, you must have seen for
long time that my visits have not
been made here without an object.
To-day l come to ask you and your
sweet daughter a question"
What is it?" asked the mother. de-
voured by curiosity.
Pray don't ask it," said Isabella,
better informed by Etwald's glance as
to his purpose. ct will only give you
! pain"
Il must risk that" said the doctor.
slowly. Mrs. Dallas, 1 love your
daughter, and l wish to marry her;
Mss Isabella, will you be my wife,"
| Here Maurice set down his cup with
a crash, and strobe across the room,
where he faced Etwald in no very