Waterbury Democrat., 1901-01-03

7. -. - } has ady-a1reaoy fallen In love l with her, and now he wants to throw me oyer.''
 "Didn't you expect that?" asked Mrs. Nolan, whose innate dislike for her mistress often fostered opposition
 "It was the last thing I did expect the very last"
 "Your egotism has undone you, Jeanne,' said Mrs. Nolan with no little cautious unction. "I had no sooner laid my eyes on that beautiful young creature than I knew if he ever was in love with her once he would be again."
 ''For mercy's sake, dry up!" com- manded the furious woman. "This is no time for you to lecture me. Do you know that we shall be stranded here without money enough to keep us? Do you know that he defes me to expose the matter and that he swears I shall never touch the girls money"
 Not after her death?" asked Mrs. Nolan, her own face growing sudden ly grave.
 DoaIn, you 1ulOL. 1ue S1I1 IS a9 sound as a dollar"
 q thought you said"
 "It makes no difference what I said.'' broke in Mrs. Goddard. Shell never die till I get back to America, and-''
 Mrs. Nolan caught the excited wom- an by her shoulders and forced her to look at her.
 Do you mean that-that you in- tended to commit murder, Jeanne?'
 If he did not give me the greater rart Of the girls money-yes," was the sullen answer.
 "Well, you must not draw me into that. Jeanhe!"
 q shall draw you into nothing, but shall expect you to hold your tongue.''
 would he hold his Tiff you re-
 sorted to-if you killed her?" asked Mrs. Nolan in a low, quivering voice.
 They had now returned to the lit
 +le sittingroom in the cottage. Mrs z Goddard was locking through box
 of writing-paper, with nervous, fun
 bling fingers. Mrs. Nolan stood ove, her and ventured cautiously to repeat
 her question.
  found telegraph blank, and dipped z
 pen.
 He'd have to, or be implicated witt me in--in the whole business" she an swered, doggedly If she died sud denly or was shot. the law of self-pres ervation would be too strong for him And what then?' Mrs. Nola1 seemed scarcely to breathe. I co,,"S hi r,, l, t<, ma If l wanted him. Are you sure?" ''With her out of the way, yes"
 There was dead silence in the room The outer circle of the underground 7 railway ran beneath the garden and . passing, train shook the room like al , earthquake. } What are you going to do now?' . asked Mrs. Nolan, curiously, eyeins
 lhe telegraph blank E Mrs. Goddard was writing, and whe1 . she had finished and laid down he: ? pen she held the sheet to her compan t ion. It was addressed to Maj Rowland P Goddard, Lyndhurstorthe-H ! N. Y, [. s. A. The message was bu
 single word and no signature wen :. with it. The word was: ''America.'' Tt will pass most eyes as wort | from some te-egraphic code,'' said Mrs t Goddard; 'but the major will under : stand it in full. Now, Lucy, we mus pack. We are going back on the frs ', steamer. I shall run out and send thi = and inquire about the passage. Go t, work We have no time to lose.'' Q "But what if you were recognized ol 8 the steamer going o7er?' faltered Mrs t Nolan.
 ? "There is no likelihood of that. ,r- know so few people" z 'But Henry Dugdale is in Ne, r York"
 n He nay not be now; but we hay a to run even that risk. We are p,ayin: 9 big game, Lucy.' IT You mean you are,' said Mrs. NolaI . "I shall never take a hand in the--th . other."
 T shall not ask you to-" answere . Mrs. Goddard. She put on her cloa = and hastened away down the road | r the telegraph station.