The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1898-01-04
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WAS wrong.
"Miss Lambert has been thrown from
her horse,'' he ansWered. 81 found her
lying insensibe in the lane, with MIR.
Brymer Watching over her. Run indoors
and tell them 10 get one of the rooms
ready for us to carry her into at once, ny
DEAR
His wife promptly obeyed him and dis
appeared into the house again. Cecil
Rawdon stood perfectly still whilst they
approached, staring down at the motion
less figure upon the stretcher from the
elevation of the flight of steps, Clara
Lambert! The girl who had but few
minutes ago, comparatively speaking.
left him, full of life and vigor, now lying
insensible injured, and perhaps dying
even as they bore her along-the girl
whom now il came home to him that he
had treated badly and intended to wrong
the girl who had given him back his
memory-the girl who loved him His
head swan then, when they were within
few yards OF where he STOOD he t,rted
suddenly out of his apathetic attitude.
"Mr Hartree. is she much hurt, do you
think?'' he asked in d low husky voice
"We cannot tell that YETI ne answered.
FtPoor girl | sincerely trust not. -
"What can / do? Is there no way in
which l can be of service? Shall l run
for q doctor?" he exclaimed, hacking
aside to let them pass through the hall
door.
eyes," answered Mr.. Rartreet, "you
might so to DR.. Scott's-you know his
house in the Sydney Road-and leave a
message for him to come along here as
soon as ever he can"
Cecil ran into the house, snatohed up
his hat and hurried away. Meanwhile
they carr led Clara Lambert upstairsSinto
the room which had been hastily prepared
for her reception, and laid her upon the
bed. Her eyes remained closed, and her
whole figure as Stirlesa as statue; but
for the scarcelyEaudibla sound of her res
piration there was nothing to indicate
that she still lived. The two men whom
Mr.. Hartree had summoned to assist
Withdrew, bearing the shutter with them,
he and Mrs. Hartree, together with Mr.
Brymer, remained in the room TO await
the arrival of the doctor and do what
they could meanwhile.
"Here is the wound" said Mr.. Hartree,
lightly brushing back with his hand the
delicate fringing of hair which over
Swallowed her marble white temples, and
revealing dark oozing cash. HShe mu
have been pitched right upon her head
on some sharp stone. Poor thing Do
you know, Brymer am particularly
sorry for this girl"
"She is friend of yours thens''
"Well, not exactly. By the way, you
remember that man we picked up out of
an open boat during the voyage, who had
lost his memory?''
Certainly I do. / met him this morn
ing out walking with Miss Marston, and
then 1 saw him as we came into the
house just now"
"Ah, to be sure you did. Well, he has
recovered his memory"
So he told me-"
This pooc young lady gave it him
lack. Of course you know that he has
been staying with me ever since the ar
rival of the Straith nairn in Sydney. Yes
terday afternoon Miss Lambert drove up
to the house ana asked to see Rawdon--
that turns out to be his real nam e,-not
Rawlings, as we used to call him. She
had read the account of his rescue in the
papers, and recognized him from the cir
oumstance OF the description as the man
who was coming out to marry her. He
rememb ered her, although he could not
recall her name, no say who she was.
She then told him all she knew about
himself; her talk, l suppose, must have
touched some responsive chord in his
mind, and his memory returned to him
all on a sudden. But now listen to the
romantic part of this affair, thar which /
must confess | never he anything more
remarkable. The man his way out
to Australia to marry irl, to whom
it appears he has been engaged for a long
while; he is shipwrecked, and his suffer
ings III an open boat deprive him of his
memory; he is rescued by the Strathnairn
on board of which vessel he meets Miss
Marston, with whom he falls desperately
In love; when his original fancee APP
pears upon the scene, and by her talk,
and the familiarity of her face and
figure, lights up his dark memory again,
his old passi on for her has totally gone,
and his only desire now is to get honor
ably quit of the girl, in order that he
may marry the young woman who has
replaced her in his affections. Does not
such situation sound to you like a scene
from some old comedyf"
SAY, but a species of comedy that is
closely allied to tragedy answered Mr..
Br, mer.
Indeed, yes" continued Mr.. Hartree,
with a compassionate glance at the
motionless form upon the bed. (Mr.
Hartres became more oratorical than ever
when he was at all moved. "My sym
pathies, | must admit, are entirely with
this unfortunate girl. / have been wait
ing with more than ordinary curiosity to
see v hat the issue of this extraordinary
complicated love affair will be. 1t is a
painful enough business as it is; she is
much wronged, in my opinion, although
it is true 20 living creature could hold
the man responsible for the unbappiness
he has given her; but it will be melan-
choly indeed If the end of it all is to be
the poor young woman's DEATH"
ITO be oontinued).
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