The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1898-01-05
GALL RIGHTS REsERvED.l
(Chapter XIII continued. J

NOu1pbOI ALL SOAC1AuOds
Mrs. Hartree, much affected stepped
over to the recumbent figure, and brought
her .owJ1 face close to the pale. counte-
ing into her eyes.
In the meantime Cecil Rawdon had
hurried as fast as his legs would carry
him to the house of the doctor. He found
him at home, and urged him to return
with him at once. But the pompous lit.
tie surgeon must needs maintain his dig
nifty, even though the cost of so doing
should involve the sacrifice of patient
lie, and he sai ID that he would follow
Cecil as soon as his engagements would
permit him to get away; although, in
point of fact, his only business at that
time consisted in eating mutton chop in
the back parlor. Rawdon wa fain to be
content with this answer, an d once more
begging him to use all the despatch he
possibly could: as he had reason to feai
the case was of very grave nature, he
set out to return to Dunbar House.
On his way back he overlook Marian
Ma ston. She was sauntering along in
a moody way towards Bungaree Cottage,
and in turning the corner of the lane
Cecil came upon her. She did not see
him until he was nearly abreast, and he
relaxed the rapid pace at which he was
walking in order to speak to her.
'fOh, Cecil. am SO glad it ia you,
said she, but without Frightening up very
much at the sight Of him. 81 have beer
hoping to see you. Do you know that
had a visit from Miss Lambert about an
hour ago?'
''She told me that she was going to call
upon you"
"Well, she has made me feel very IN.
happy in my mind. When she left me
she said she was coming to talk to you.
Have you seen her yet?'
Yes. A dreadful thing has happened.
She was thrown from her horse, and
found by Mr.. Brymer in the lane here
not very long ago. have just been along
for the doctor. [ trust she may not prove
dangerously hurt; but left her lying
unconscious in Dunbar House."
Marian s face took an expression Of
CONSERVATION and horror.
~ am sorry" she exclaimed. "Pool
girl! Do you know, Cecil, cannot helI
feeling that we have both done her q
considerable wrong-innocently indeed
but not the less wrong for all that. -
He dld not answer After short
pause Marian exclaimed:
Are you going back to Dunbar House
now?.
Yes
"May come with you? I should like
TO be of some service, if possible"
by all means. l have very good
cellent sick nurse, Marian
She smiled, but without much gRiety,
and the two of them set briskly forward.
A few minutes walk brought them to
the house; they entered, and Cecil led
the way upstairs to the room in which
Clara Lam bert lay. Mr.. Rartree, his
wife, and Mr.. Brymer were still there;
theysshook hands with Marian, speaking
in low. notes.-the mere atmosphere of a
sick chamber always exercises a subdu-
ing iniuence-and asked whether the
doctor would be long in coming.
'"He promised to follow me very
shortly answered Rawdon. ''How is
7he now5''
Mr.. Hartree replied that no change had
AIKEN place; she was still insensible, and
had not stirred since she was brought in.
do you not think her parents or rela-
tions ought to be communicated with?''
suggested Mr.. Brymer.
Undoubtedly so, and without loss OF
time, toe" answered Mr.. Hartree. "Dea1
me, how foolish of us not to have thought
of that before. But who knows where she
lives?"
"She left her address with me yester.
day" said Cecil. He pulled out piece
of paper from his coat pocket and handed
it to MIR. Hartree.
~ win go and send over to Fitzwilliam
Lodge at once" said he. 1.-The idea of
the thought not having occurred to me
before! I will despatch James with a
note to Mr. Lambert, telling him what
mas happened
He Quilted the room, and was some lit
tie while absent. When presently he re-
turned he was accompanied by the doctor
who had just then arrived.
Chapter XIV. RAWDON REALIZES.
The doctor, when he entered the room
in which lay Clara Lambert, at once adj
vanced to the bedside, stood gazing for s
moment, felt her pulse, examined the
wound upon her temple and then slowly
and rortentously shook his head.
Conclusion of the brain. I am afraid. -
said he, at may not prove so, but the
fact Of her continuing to remain uncon-
scious is rather oIninous."
They all stood looking on in silence
until he had spoken. Mr.. HartreeC ther
said
Surprising it to be as you fer, doctor
recover?'
DR.. Scott made no answer, but con.
tinued slowly shaking his head as before.
Can nothing be>~doneP' exolaim ed
Rawdon in a low, choking kind of voice.
We will do all that we can" respond
ed the medical 1nan. "Will one of you
ladies' get basin of cold water and battle
In moment Mrs. Hartree had filed
the basin that stood on the washstand,
and carrying it to the bedside, began
* ssoiias.iy LAYING the forehead of the pros
trate girl.
NOW get some brandy" said the doc
tor, looking at Mr.. Hartree. This was
speedily procured. DR.. Scott mixed a
small strong dose in wine glass, then
gently but firmly opened Clara's mouth
and poured the draught down.
''There!' said he, setting the glass
upon the dressing table and folding his
arms. 1--WE can do nothing now but wait.
Continue bathing her head, Mrs. Hartree.