The Saint Paul globe., 1899-03-12
FIVE CENTS.

gether and raised them above her neaI ne Tx,il,
though she were invoking the spirit };,a ~ ali
He fancies love these trinke's. .oomnense mrr,
the gems of Golconda could not Iecoiif ,,r
me for the love have lost! An Anute Jorad
Portals heart lies buried in your olshoioAe
gravel ell
She bowed her head until her halr iei'
round her like cascade of gola. ,,o,,r
"Ah, my lost love- my Andre it is Tor your
sake that have vowed to enslaVe .illS 80 ai,,
who was morally your murderer, 10 eiieout
age him to shower costly gifts upon me.
gifts which his means are inadequate 10 pr
vide yet without which ne cannot nips nope -
win my favor. When he has peen orlVen -
obtain money as you were forced by MIN e 70
obtain it. my Andre, then will cast hilll otl,
and avow my true motive IN Iurils ~, ~ If
felon's prison close round him, then Will my
vengeance be satisfied. The iron shall ehter
| his soul even it entered yours my pest
| beloved!'
1 Portia looked like a priestess of Fate.
She had risen and stood looking upwards
with wild, angushed eyes, and compressed
lips ~ q
E.sThe good abbe in our little village far
away in sunny France would have hidden
me forgive 1 he pc Ito be: forgiven. HIS
teaehing4 rings in my ears even now, but 1T
sounds like echoes from reamland-sweet,
soothing, yet ephemeral as dew. An! those
days. the days of my childhood, were happy
as ones hopes of Heaven; but l have done
with the past. All that is good in me died
and was buried with you my Andre! 1--we
now to avenge you, and the task is the last
shall ever set myself!
The night crept OH, yet it was not until the
grey dawn stole up in the east that PortIa
lay down to take her rest, and then sne slept
r dreamlessy utterly spent with weeping and
her long dark vigil.
, Madeline, think we shall be returning to
Cumnor Towers at the end of the week, SO II
you want to do any more sightseeing, you,
=, had better set about it while there is time.
Doctor Alwyn says country air is the best
for me- You are sure you don't mind. child?'
Il am delighted, dear. l soon tire of Lon
don sights and sounds, though Geoff is cap
Z ! ital Snowman, and we really have enjoyed
ourselves"
/. Sir John stroked his daughters bright hair
|, | as she bent over him.
= He a thin, nervous looking man, with
+ an ascetic face that must have once been
- handsome.
\ .'By the way" he said philip has not been
to us lately. thought he looked i'll and
q careworn when he was last here I don't
v know if you have remarked it, but there is a
, certain dull moroSenesS in his manner of
# late. He seems resentful though 1 am at a
r. loss to understand why, since L have always
e been willing to help him in any way that lay
c in my power
- Madeline smiled.
I Il believe he is grievously annoyed because,
there being no entail upon the Cumnor estate,
II you are able to make will and bequeath
n the Towers to whomsoever you please
d Nonsense! He could not expect me to con-
$. slider his claims before those of my own child
IAliih yOu die d ullle QreJuQlCeO, Madeline.
IS Philip is always the pink of courtesy to you''
ID Il do not think he bears me any good will.
for all that" said Madeline, with a woman 8
is quick perception; then, bending down until
n her cheek touched her fathers she said
.e coaxingly: Father dear, will you do me a
great favor? l said last time that l would
h. never ask you again; but 1 could not guess
M how soon the necessity would arise Z
r Is it about Ambrose, child? Because il
So l must most emphatically refuse to fur
is ther encourage that scoundrelly young ne'er-
a de-Wee!"
And Sir John spoke with such angry de-
rs termination that Madeline drew back
10 Oh father; think to what straits he NAV
id be reduced! L know he has behaved badly.
but you must not cut him altogether adrift
al for my mothers sake!'
IN Sir John drew his brows together, and ex-
A. claimed, impatiently:
Il have done my best to redeem the voune
se rascal, but after repeated trials and the ex.
rt penditure of considerable sums. L am con-
to vnced he is irreclaimable Even for Won,
as mothers sake / cannot allow myself to be e.
as absurdy duped.''
1e Sir John had married young and beautifu
is widow who had one child by her first hus.
!" banda boy called Ambrose.
O. There was only three years difference be-