The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1901-06-29
CHATTER xxx1v.

CHAPTER XXxIv.
Back to Grey Oaks rode it's proud
possessor, but his handsome face was
very pale, and in his glittering eyes
was a light which betokened no mood
for trlfins..
At the lodge gates he drew rein, his
horse white with foam.
"Tyrrell:" he called.
The man appeared in answer at the
lodge door.
Have you made w your mind?
Have o concluded to give up the pa
pers? I gave you an hour to decide"
II can't give what I amt got" was
papers!"
"And the man I told you to keep un-
der close watch O let escape you.
You steal, o lie and o disobey mt.
Do you fancy there is no limit to my
patience? Well, there is, and you have
reached it. After to-day you are no
longer in my SERVICE"
you name that, Mr.. Chester?" said
the man, coming a step nearer, his
question holding, perhaps, unconscious
menace in it's tone.
Yes, ] mean it, answered the mas
ter, land take care how o act and
what you say on leaving me. You may
think you hold a little power in your
hands. Try to use it. and I'll throw
you in prison within tw%enty-four hours.
What do you think you could say
against Grey Oaks master to which the
world would listen? Pshaw! Why do
I handy words with you? Go, you idle,
drunken cur, and never let me see or
hear of you again. It's what I ought
to have o long ago. There's one
condition, however, on which I will
keep you. Give me the papers you
stole that night, and I'll pension you
for the rest of your life-remember, the
rest of your life. It'll not last long, by
the way. Whisky will soon make way
for the undertaken. though such a car
cass as yours don deserve decent bur-
1al."
And he rode off. with a coarse. brutal
laugh.
"Thatll bring him." he unused. I'll
have the papers before nightfall. He's
got. them, I know. I could read the lie
in his face. But I can't afford, in n
case. to turn the fellow loose, only 1t
won't do harm to frighten him."
Meanwhile Tyrrell had not stirred
hand or foot from the spot where his
master had left him, but the express
sion upon his face was not good to see.s
The sullenness had awakened from
its usual torpor to something akin to
action; the malignity Of a terrible hate
shone in his eyes; the coarse. thick
lips were. nearly white, in contrast to
the deep red of his swollen cheeks.
At last he spoke aloud and to him
self:
"And you'd be turning me away like
a dog, Mister Chester, and it's my car
cass that's not worth decent burial?
Shure, then, it's on your may the crows
feast! And it's IN the papers you're
afther wanting-the papers as she said
shed prove his innocence? Well. you
and me is in league with the devil. II
he hasn't run away with 'em. maybe
I'll be tfther giving 'em to We: but 1t
amt Zone for love, behave that. and
keep out O. Tyrrell O'Byrne's way on O
dark night, or it may be the worse for
We. I'll go and think it all over. Be
tween now and nightfall I might
change my mind"
He turned and went into the lodge.
las he did so, a man strolled up to the
door.
You pardon!" he said. ''but I've
been an unseen listener to your con-
yersation that just took place between
YOU and your master. Do you know l
think I might show you a way out OF
his clutches? You don't like him
neither do L. Let's work together"
st don't mind hearing what you've
got to say" assented Tyrrell, and invit'
ed his stranger guest to enter.
Ten minutes later the men were IN
earnest colloquy, while between them
was a steaming jug.
And, strange to say, as n man
talked, the tones of his voice were sim
eularly like the voice of the old man
who had taken so abrupt a departure
but a few hours before.
But to Beatrice, h long hours
brought no hope nor respite from her
torturing thoughts.
One picture was ever present before
her, It was the picture that she had
last seen as the three men once more
had dragged her lover from her sight.
For this they had toiled. For this
they had waited. And her appeal to
BERTHE had brought it all about.
Cora, too. had deceived her-Cora. the
little friend whom she had so trusted!
And she had had reason to fear the
terrible and subtle power Chester had
acquired over her! It had been q pre-
sentiment, and she had not needed It!
But what were her suffer!ngs com.
pared with Bertie's?
Once more he would be placed in the
prisoners dock. They would take good
care this time that he should not es-
cape them.
They would swear away his liberty!
hey would make him a sconvfct!! OH.
had Randolph Chester no mercy? Was
there no tender spot in the flint OF his
soul that she might reach? 4
She sprang to her feet, n 8
pacing anew the room. when, as II In
answer TO her latter thought. the door
opened to admit him who Q been It's
object. sA s9g
"Beatrfce,'", h said, ~ have come TO
you Tor the last time. to tell you that !
believe before nightfall8 shall e in
possession OF the papers which MAJ
prove your birth Legitimate. 9
let mo- alses hope be- aroused,sfor y am;
not yet quite. sure; but e ! am right,.I q
wishyto give them i yoaaI on one
ton assyour SChlryistrnas gift--fins accept
NO them, youiaccspt me with
you&refuse, xwsar III pow that = Eli tll
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