The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-04-23

Ihere was no sign of Miss VanSdlyt to
furious scene.
Instinct told her that fiendish woman had
fled, after the catastrophe she had caused.
Eva realized that she could more safely
ascend than descend.
She began to climb slowly and fearfully
Several times she was in danger of crash
ing to the ground, but she regained her foot
hold and struggled on.
At last she stumbled into her room, with
bleeding hands, giddy and breathless
CHAPTER VIII.
It was daylight when Elva woke from a
deep sleep-to recall the ugly adventure of
the previous night.
She rose, dressed herself and, as soon as
she was ready, crept downstairs and let her
self out by side door into the grounds with
the firm intention of finding her way to the
convent which for years had been her home
The nearest station was at Hazel Cross
and she would have some distance to walk
She looked round at the flowers bathed in
dew, went to cluster of blue ones growing
near rose tree, and gathered some tiny
blossoms
II will put them outside his study win
dow" she unused, and suddenly hot tears
filled her eyes. He might have helped me-
she added to herself.
She left the forget-me-nots on his sill, and
hurried to the cliff path.
1t was windy morning, and the tide
surged against the base of the precipice with
loud booming, dashing the foam over the
rocks and shingles.
A few smacks were out at sea- and Elva
noticed yacht among the clumsier vessels
1t was drifting in the direction of ST.
kevin'S Cave.
The rocking craft had familiar look in
the pearly mist, and Elva stood still, and
watched it.
Was it Bernard's yacht?
1t reminded her of the White Owl, in which
he usually took his early SAIL to plunge,
when at a considerable distance from the
shore, into the briny water for long SWIM
She could not see who occupied the boat: it
seemed to sway lii neglected fashion, as
though unguided, and Elva fancied that it
empty.
This was certainly the case
Bernard. after a restless ghost haunted
had gone to the beach, set the White Owl
adrift and taken his accustomed dive in
night, had left the Priory at an early hour.
spite of the rough condition of the waves
But, skilled though he was, he found that
in turning against the current his arms were
almost powerless.
He struggled fercely to get back to the
little vessel; it was in vain, however.
His blood began to CONCEAL, a sort of
paralysis seized his limbs, and he knew that
he would never reach his yacht.
Now in the bright opening of the day a
lifeless form foated towards the Cave of St.
Klein.
The spray of the pillows dashed over the
face of Bernard Vansdlyt, as it had played
about that of the young squire of Rose Dene;
but Death had frozen the features of one,
while the other still lived.
Unconscious of her cousins fate, Elva
walked on, reached the woodland. in the
stiffness of which Giles Wynter had fired that
deadly shot, and after she had rested con-
tinued her journey.
The sun was giving out intense heat when
she arrived at Hazel Cross.
She began to think that she would never
find the station
Tired out, with aching brow, she went on
presently coming to large meadow.
Judging by the festive medley of flags,
tents and gypsy vans presented to her view
preparations for circus or fair were in brisk
progress.
Two men were rapidly erecting a small
stage, and another was hanging UP a huge
banner, which, unfurling gaudily in the wind,
revealed to Evas gaze a flying figure, with
extremely pink arms and plentiful display
of yellow hair.
Green letters garnshed with silver stars.
announced that this strange device repre-
scented the Vanishing Lady of Erebus,' now
yelled in mystery ut the back of shabby
crimson curtains.
AT the opening of one of the booths girl
was standing, and Elva looked at her visit
fully, for her mouth was parched and she
felt a craving thirst, which only a glass of
cool water could assuage.