Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1900-10-30
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CHAPTER (Continued.)
My lady" he said, Il beg your par
don; must make bold enough to ask you
to interfere. Sir Owen-he will go out
riding this morning. That is all good
and fair. my lady; but he viii ride the
aew hunter Plantagenet, aud he is no
more fl for it than child"
You had better tell him so, Martin"
replied Lady Chevenix.
NY lady, l have told him, over and
aver again. The more | tell him, the
more he will 20"
Lady Chevenix looked helplessly at
Felix
Mr. Lonsdale," she said, will you go
end try to persuade Sir Owen not to
eide that horse? It is a highly mettled
animal, and ne has never ridden it yet.
He might as well have appealed TO
sock. All chat he said Sir Owen laugh
ID to scorn.
Something happen to me?" he cried.
YES, know what it will be. | shall
come home cured of the 'bluesr | am
going to gallop dull care away, and
Plantagenet shall help me"
With a heavy heart Lady Cheyenix
re-entered the house. and Felix went
back to his writing. Violet retired to
her own room, to while the time away
with q book.
The sunny hours of the beautiful day
wore on; no cloud came over the smiling
heavens; yet there was a faint wall in
the summer wind which TO the weather
wise heralded a storm. The shadows
heightened, and Felix had not left the
library. He had completely finished by
six o'clock, and on going in search of
Sir Owen was told that he had not yet
returned Lady Cheyenix was in her
COON. He would have been glad if he
could have gone home then; he did not
care to remain for the long formal dinner
and the long formal evening. Still he
was unwilling to leave Lady Chevenix
until her husband returned.
The first bell rang, and he went to his
COON. Sir Owen, he was told, had not
returned, and her adyship seemed anx.
lous about him. After little while Fe-
iix went into the drawing room, where
Lady Chevenix sat, dressed for dinner,
looking superbly beautiful in a dinner
dress Of blue velves and a suite of pearls.
She turned to him anxiously,
Sir Owen has not returned" she said.
4 have told them to keep back the din
ner until he comes"
He saw that she was terribly anxious,
and did his best to cheer her. Seven
o'clock struck. and then half-past, and
Felix persuaded Lady Chevenix to take
some dinner. They SAT- alone at the state
81 dining table, where the silver plate
and the richly cut glass looked so brill
Iiant-the table where Lady Chevenix
had undergone so many humiliations. Ii
was out farce; neither of them could
eat.
Eight o'clock ehimed. and no other
sound broke the summer silence.
II cannot sit here any longer doing
nothing" said Lady Chevenix. II am
quite sure now that something has hap |
pened''
Her words were prophetically true. |
Even as she spoke they heard confused |
noise at the grand entrance ltall-the rush |
of many feet, the cries Of Women and |
the deep voices of men
Felix never forgot Violet. She rose |
from her seat, and stood hesitating for
one moment, pale rs death. Then she
turned TO the door, But Felix was before |
her.
Sit down. Lady Chevenix," he said
Y ou must not go out there. Let me see
what is wrong"
lie placed her in a chair and then
opened the door. There was a rush of |
terrified servants, and women's voices |
scried: ''oh, my lady-oh, my LADY,
"A crowd of men stood round a litter. |
and on the litter lay Sir Owen. Felix
pushed them aside.
rs ne dead?' he asked: and the an
swer was mo"
Thank heaven for that" he cried. |
4Then he uttered little cry of dismay, |
for Lady Chevenix stood by his side.
What has happenedy' he said. Tell |
me the worst"
Sir Owen has been thrown from his
horse; and Martin says the horse fell on |
him. cried dozen voices.
they carried the baronet into a spa |
cious, handsomely furnished bedroom. |
The curtains were drawn and the lamps |
lighted. They laid him on the bed Of |
down, and the faithful servants wept
over him.
Lady Chevenix went up to her hus- |
band and knelt down by his side. She |
had never professed any love for him; !
but as he lay there. white, silent and |
helpless, keen sense of pity and eora-
passion for him awoke in her hy az. She |
took his hands in her own and rubbed |
them.
owen" she said-"my dear. try to
speak TO me"
He looked up.
why did you let me be tortured with |
aoctorsT he cried Il heard the SER
wants. They say-oh, listen, Niolet-they |
say that am going to dier
He uttered the last word with a scream |
they never forgot.
st is all nonsense he continued. ''Afy |
back As hurt with the fall-that is all; |
it is nothing more-nothing more, | as /
sure you. LonSdale, send for your faith
or. l want to see him; he has always |
been kind to me, in his way. He will |
see al once there Is nothing the matter: /
send for him."
Felix left the room at once, and sent |
Martin off for his father. He went back /
20 the room and found Violet kneeling |
by her husbands side Her head. With |
the golden hair al unfaSteued, was en- |
the pillow, and she was trying to reason |
with him.