The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1898-07-09

perhaps sO,' said Dorothy, trying 70
smile. "Oh, l am sorry you are going"
Standish bent down and kissed the wavy
braids into which her hair was divided
above her brow, kissed her lightly and
tenderly, and was gone.
The next day Colonel Callander stayed
indoors for the greater part of the day,
writing and arranging his papers.
This gave the sisters time to study what
was best and strongest to say in Mabers
note to Egerton.
You must get it from him as soon as
he reads it, was her final Injunction to
Dorothy as she put it in her pocket
'Oh, Mabel, if you think this necessary,
| how could you dream of deserving us all
for him."
Il cannot tell. II was not myself |
fancied | saw a change in Herbert. If
he suspected me, | could not face him.
Ever since we spoke of that tour, Randall
was like a mailman"
Don't call him by his Christian name
Did he make YOU refuse 10 COZ
Mabel bent her head, and then covering
her face cried quietly and bitterly.
DO not despair. all will be well yet,
Mabel, if you are firm now
Can | ever regain my self-reSpect? Oh.
Dorothy, let us try never to name him
again"
But Egcrton did not present himself on
this day nor the next until dinner time
when he and Miss Oakeley joined the par
ty at The Knoll.
The presence and yiyacity of Miss Oak
clcy, seconded us she was by Egerton
helped to cover not only the taciturnity
of the host and hostess, which was not
unusual but Dorothy's remarkable alb
sence Of mind. At last Miss Oakeley had
exhausted herself and her subjects. and
departed. What Il dark night" she said,
as Egerton and Callander assisted to put
her into her carriage.
Eyes, dark as a VOLTS mouth" said
EGcrton.
The moon will be up later" said Cal
lander.
Can give you lift, Mr. Egerton:"
"a thousand thanks, no"
Are you going asked Callande@.
"Ycs, ! want a smoke, Something
stronger than Il cigarette; and Cailandcr,
DO you feel all right? You seem To- ne
not quite Yourself
Il have rather Il bad headache, but |
am subject to them since | came home.
\ good nights rest will be- ] ipl,c, 4
cure
Then ! wish you very good nl.lt.
Make my excuses to Mrs Cal!ander' and
Egcrton set out into the soft darkness of
a balmy September night. and not long
after the lights disappeared from. the win
dows of The Knoll, from I'll. III least, save
that of the nursery, whore the ,alcful
Mrs. MclIugh kept a shaded lamp hrru-
Ing through the silent night watches.
The next morning broke fair and
bright Colonel CALENDER rose. as he gen
orally did, at cock-crow, and, wrapping
himself in his dressing gown. sat max
ing entries in his journal, and adding =
few pages to Il work begun long ago ON
some military srhject GRADUALLY the
sounds of movement below told him the
household was astir. Presently the Col
oncls factotum brought him his early cup
of tea
Colonel Callander laid down his pen
and slowly drank it. He rose. and was
moving towards the door. when il was
suddenly dashed open by Mrs. McHugh,
her eyes wide open rs though strained
with horror, her outStretched hands shak-
ing, her whole aspect disordered
"Oh, sir. Come, come. My dear mis-
trcss is lying dead. murdered in her sweet
sleep. and us lying deaf and duh and use
less all about her.
Woman, YOU are madi" exclaimed Col
lander in deep, hoarse tones.
Come and see. Oh, would to heaven |
were in her place. and turning, she went
rapidly away, followed by her increduIous
master