, 1899-06-23
CHAPTER NIX.

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20 Antwerp, and tell her all that is IN his
heart, SO much does he miss ber daily
Offices of care and affection. But on the
third day he receives her letter-a letter
to tell him that she is gone from him, and
that he will never see her in this life again
that he may give out to the world that
she is dead, and wear mourning for her
If he chooses, since a separation like death
will be between them henceforward.
In n moment he has seized his hat, and
is on his road to the house of DIR. de Blois.
Della has mentioned in her letter that she
has written to her old friend to claim the
fulfllment of a certain promise he has
made to her, and that Angus viii hear all
about it upon application to him. He
PUSHES i~mpetuously into his consulting
room. The first sight that catches his
eye is the portly figure of Mr.. William
Moray.
Angus makes as though he would fall
lpon him thtsl and there.
1T is we'll | have met YOU he ex-
claims, angrily, as, with disordered hair
md flaming eyes, he marches up to his
unele's side; ''for 1 should have followed
you until l had, in order to make you
answer for the infamous lie you told me
the other day.
DIR. de Blois, l do not understand the
attitude this young man has assumed to-
ward me, and l appeal to your protection, p
a Y Mr.. Moray, as he gets behind a chair.
Angus! Angus! be reasonable, and re-
member where yon are" i~nterposes the
calm voice of the Able Berth, and then
Angus looks up, and sees that he is sur
rounded by old friends.
The doctor and his cousin, the able, are
seated together ut the table with vii
liam Moray, while near them lounges the
Baron SAKE, looking very thoughtful and
perturbed, and pulling his long mustache
continuously with his hand. In the doc
tors grasp Angus pereeiyes an open let
ter, and recognizes the writing of his
mother.
Or. de Blois, and you, Monsieur
PAbbe, l beg your pardon if my words
have appeared unreasonable; but. they are
| true, and l cannot but be glad that
have had the opportunity of saying them
before Witnesses e.
Courage, my chila!" says the able;
there is not a soul here who does not
believe your mothers story She is IN.
fortunate, but She is not criminal. | fol
one would stake my life upon it"
Thanks, mon pere, and you too, bar.
! on, for the kindly expression of your feel.
ing in this matter. l understand by il
that DIR. de Blois has heard from my
mother. and that you know all; how she
has left me, and the home to which she
is so much attached. forever, rather than
bring a stain upon my name and mar my
happiness"
Left you forever!" exclaims William
Moray.
Yes, sir!" replied Angus, fiercely. "She
has left me, or rather she has been driven
away by the cruelty with which you need
lessly raked up this old story against her.
At this moment the door of the surgery
opens, and the sunny head of Gabrielle
appears in view. She has also been weep
ing, poor child, for the events of the last
few days have told hardly upon her; but
at the sight of her young lover her face
~brightens, although she does not venture
to advance further into the room.
Gabrielle, come to me-" says her faith
er. ="
She comes forward then, though timidly
not knowing what is about to happen
and stands there, encircled by her fathers
arm.