Iowa state bystander. [volume] (Des Moines, Iowa) 1894-1916, 1901-03-15

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CHAPTER x.-(Continued.)
..petter send the young people to
.oa y il now daylight almost" sug-
D D the elders, and they carefully
a,,o;ded looking at each other. ~"
rbat some terrible calamity had
banpened even Lady Jane, whose first
fear had been that the bride had run
away, was fully convinced.
"But. Leila, you will stay by me"
,u,vered. the mistress Of the house.
suddenly transformed into broken
down old woman.
~ will, dear aunty," gravely said
Lola Il shall see little Syb safe in
,,od then l shall return to you
Leila Desmond, slenderly graceful,
soSt and caressing, womanly to the
Hneer-tips, was yet one Of those loyal,
strong natures we turn to lean upon
in the "day Of trouble
ceryis gave her one look OF rever-
oncc then he placed his arm round
hat mother for whom he and this
"nerfect woman, nobly planned" had
sacrificed themselves so fatally.
Every hour was bringing home to
him the terrible blunder he had made
in his lie. Love between man and
woman was God-given, to be priced
=, sacred: but under the specious pre-
text Of sacrificing himself for the good
n his house, he had torn love from
his heart, and then sold that empty
she'll for gold. That it had been a bit
Ter sinful bargain he now knew.
Perhaps this impending calamity
which he was helplessly waiting for
the new day to discover might be
heavens punishment for what he had
done
Il was still and quiet in the old
house. There was lull of expectancy
until the daylight should come to al
low action to be resumed. -:
In Leila's room it was silent as the
crave. Beside the white-draperied bed
kuelt Leila herself. She was prayiLg,
with frightened tears now no one was
BY to see them-praying earnestly for
the hapless girl who had Swallowed her
life
That something dire had happened
Leila instinctively knew: but all she,
could Go was to pray for help from
above.
"Leila Eis!" A hoarse, shrill
voice made her spring to her feet.
Close at her, side stood Syb, SILVER
ing in her little blue dressing gown,
her face working convulsively.
Il can't keep it from you any long
er. I dare not, though do hate her
so." the deformed girl was saying, her
teeth chattering as much from terror
a9 from cold.
."Speak, Syb!"
Leila gripped the thin wrist, her
breath coming thick and fast. Syb
knew, then! @
\ Il heard a cry, smothered scream
from the old oak chest. as I walked
round the gallery; but I hated her so
that would not speak before! And
when saw you, through the open door
between our rooms, praying with sobs.
! knew it must be for her. So l must
tell, and you'd better be quick"
Syb slipped to the floor in swoon.
But Leila was already gone. With
flying feet she was rushing downstairs
from the third floor, where her bed
room and Syb's were.
"Gervis! Gervis! Come, and come
quickly! Bring Barnes!" When she
had reached the gallery she shrieked
loudly Her voice, sharp with fear,
rang through the old house and made
Gervis leap to his feet.
IT'S Leila! She has found out some
thing! Mother dear, stay here, pray
you!"
He pressed Lady Jane back on her
seat.
NO one knows what we have got
to facet"
Bring Barnes! Oh, be quick!" Le-
Has voice cried again in an agony Of
haste
Barnes, the white-haired old butler.
was stiff and rheumatic. 1t seemed
as though he would never reach the
top of the wide, crimson-covered stair
case, and yet the old man was doing
his best, though Gervis would fain
have dragged him up two steps at a
time.
Where are you, Leila?" he hoarsely
shouted.
Here! here! Quick"
Round the curve of the gallery they
found Leila, tearing frantically the
holly and moss decorations from what
had been bank of greenery.
The blood was trickling down her
hands and wrists. as the holly tore
them cruelty. But. unconscious Of
pain. Leila continued to pull, until the
Old blackjack chest, which had been
the foundation of the green bank, was
displayed.
Press the spring. Barnes! Nobody
IN Temple-Dene knows the secret but
you. Press, for Gladys dear sake!"
painted the girl, madly beside herself.
Whatever" Barnes was begin
ming. and fumbling with his specta-
cles