The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1901-12-05

The dan light IL sst einieuli 70 tfAes the
snlias. bsi . scesrd lsi. 90 room for
dopbl
Ths socis,is. oai,-. sl-llsrbssea.
To Mra De sisf:
H,vs ycu pfeeated tie dispsi . case
carried by The oai,sr. J. b, yell II 90.
iue be.rst Of this is 10 bs trusted, sive II
10 hin. II you bsve not -, scared u.
,ell lin whso TO sse you ssain. 8
J.x. do W.
Muricl drew her breath shsrply. She
sat motionless hef brain busy, Sae real
izpd ., once ths, she had been mistaken
for sont body 10 the pay Of the Bosrs; .
plot ass bstehipe, snd she
At ths, moment she heard footsteps hur
ryips down the pathway. She ttsust the
note 10 the bosom Of her dress Suppose
the messeuger hsd discovered bis mistake,
aud wss rstnroipgf Her heart best sild
Iy. With spdden resolve Muris hsd
N msde up her mind. The sumner house
had 90 inner room. 10 which . s1s.. ieor
vsy gave sdmittsnce. Opening ths door
sbe pluused into the dsrknsss Holding
ber breath. she peer through The hsli-open
door. not dsriug to close il for fear OF max
ing noise. A man entered the summer
house. A quick Sigh Of relief escaped Mo
riel's lips. II YES not the messenger. She
glanced ., the mans face; then started
back 10 horror. She recognized him ss
msu she had frequently seea 10 the hotel;
bat bis eyes we're pox bloodshot. bis ex
preston Wild. bis manner distrsusbt.
John Baresford (tor 1t vas be) drew re
volver from bis coat and raised 1t against
himself.
Muriel wsited 20 longer. With = little
CRY she fang open the door snd threw
herself upon the man. The revolver tell
from bis hand.
Oai stop. stopl she cried. You can't
knov what you ere doing.
John Beresford stared st her % though
che we're 9 ghost. He stood motionless,
bis srms hanging Imply by bis side. bis
wild eye, searching her owp.
Can't | help you' whispered Muriel,
gently. oil The sympathy Of her nature go
log out tosard bin. Please let me try.
Helpl sm beyond holpl echoed the
man. strusgling with the words. Leave
me- for pity's sake, Mrs. MolyueuI. There
is only ore way on. OF this.
How do you know my nsmeP ssHed Mo
riel, in surprise.
Molynepx ~ss an old pal OF mine. 40
swered the other. He would not speak to
me now,
A sudden Inspiration Gsshed across Mu
risl's brain. Whit is your nsmei shs ask
ed.
John Beresiord. For PHYS sake leave
me.
Yonr initials are ], B., tbenP Have you
ARE the dispstches----
How do you know about thst' ssid John
Beresford, raising his bead with 9 glesm
OF hope 10 his eyes. Not suul bat my
self and the thiei knows that 1t was stolen
from me within the last "a hours.
Mrs. de 10 Fame glded down the foot
path leading toward the summer house.
Sue was dressed in white. As she drew
near she caught the sound Of voices, and
walked slowly past the doorway.
She gave little dry cough when she REQ
ognxsd John Beresiord and Moriel Molyn |
eux.
She seemed annoyed to and the summer
house occupied st st:moment She psc
cd the iootpath for few moments and
then returned 10 the hotel. She went TO
the pigeoDhole where she generally found
her letters s1d kilograms. 1t was empty.
Soon after midnight she went 10 the
pigeophole again. There was . sealed
packet waiting for her. With . Sigh OF re
liei che carried it hastily to her room and
resd:
The Societies Office, Stellsubscb.
To Mrs. de Ia F.:
Have you procured the J. b. docu
ments yet? II go, the bearer is TO be
trusted. Give them 10 him. you bsve
not yet secured them, tell him when to
see you assio. ]. x. de- W.
second note 10 another handwriting
vas enclosed:
Madam Not finding you this evening st
the appointed place, / an leaving this
note for you Ut The hotel. shall be
there tomorrow evening al s 80 to receive
your answer. J. X de VS. Messenger.
Mrs. de Ia FsDe slept the sleep Of the
just that night
On the following evening she kept the
appointment. She vas sssin dressed in
white. PnnctuAl to the moment she heard
= msn's footstep 90 the path outside, and
. tall bearded man stood 10 the doorway.
Mrs. dc is Fsne. presumed BE spoke
10 . deep, eruf voice.
She handed him . csreiully sealed pack
ct, ssv him place 1t inside bis breast pock
ct and waited until be disappeared. The
next morning she received % invitation
from Capt. Beresiord 10 dine with him
that evening. She banded the note 10 Mr.
Do i Fsne and remarked, ssIiousiy:
What nerve The man hes. Surely. be
knows there 10 nothing tor bin TO do but
shoot himself. Hes ruined----silly crea
lore.
Mr. de IL Fame laughed hsrshly.
80 tbst evening . cbeerful party sssem
blsd 10 the private dining room. Mrs.
Molyn neux snd Mrs. de Il Fame we're the
DpIy isdies present bat eome hall q dcrAu