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he thought, with hcndish satisfaction,
Yet cold drops had gathered on his
brow, and his lips had grown white.
There was none to interfere with ais
design. there was none TO rescue her
this time
A stealthy footstcp, moment Of in
tense, almost uncomfortable suspense,
hand outRtrctchcd, then Withdrawn,
then outstretched again sudden
push, dcspairing cry and she was
gone!
There was splash in the water
the eddiea spreading and spreading
until they reached the fountain, thrn
all was quiet TO him, the murderer,
with the brand OF Cain on his brow,
there came one moment Of intense
stiffness that seemed hours long Il
moment when horror B0iZod him 1T
the thought of the foul decd that he
had done. A thousand burning eyes
seemed suddenly TO III the air and TX
their gaze upon him; Thousand
voices seemed to hiss;
Murderer" in his ears
Then he saw a movement In INC
water--a woman's hand was thrown
up, and faint cry for help reached
his ears. There was even yet time II
he would repent Of his act and save
her, for he was a good 6wimmer The
outstrotched nand showed for one
moment above the darlienIng cddlos-
It was like an appeal TO Heaven, then
the waters closed over It. the eddics
grew deeper, camcr, then died away,
and the bosom Of the lake was smooth
as though 1t hold no guilty secret
Vance Wynyard turned and ne =
fed despite the blood-red mist that
swan before his eyes and the horrible
shuddor that took the strength from
HIS limbs Having reached the mend
ows that led to Culdalc, he fell OK
hausted on the soft green grass. lie
might rcst In safety here he told him.
self, for It was far enough away from
tho scene of his crime. He wanted to
close his eyes, but he dared not.
Through his dlsordcrod mind rushed
the words:
Unknown facts Of guilty acts
Are seen in dreams from God"
He remembered too
How murdorerB VAIN the earth,
Beneath the curse OF Cain,
with crimson clouds before their eyes
And flames about their brain.
For blood has left upon their souls
Its everlasting stain"
Yet he did not repent of his fearful
act 1t was only tho physical horror
and the rocoi from the dread of the
crime. He found himself looking at
his hands. There was no bIoodstatu
upon them, but none the less they
were the hands of u murderer.
u wonder he said to himself. If |
shall ever kiss the hand of woman
again without seeing that hand
stretched out of the water? | wonder
II ! shall be able to sleep and forget
1t? What will the world be like To
mo now that | have taken n human
life? Was II worth while? VIII
there be terrible price to pay for
the sin, or will 1t go unpublished in
this world, as many others do? II is
done now, and | must bear all that
follows. | am one step nearer to the
great hope of my life; and If each
step that leads to It has to be taken
over grave, | win reach 49,"
Then he rOso somewhat caImer
and stood for moment as II In dcon
thought The strength had come
back to his limbs, the color to his
face. He looked in the direction from
which he had come
FAREWELL he said, TO Angola
Roodon! 1t was a pity that she
crossed my path"
The sun had set when he reached
Nnldale Han Dinner was always 'at,
there on summer evenings; and whom
the captain, still looking white and
haggard, entered, the FIRST bell hac
not rung
u should be all right" he said I,
himself, III ! could see GLADYS
must sec her"
with some little difficulty he fouuC
her pretty Partisan maid Fanchcttc
who lad shrcwd idea how matter,
stood between her beautiful mistress
and the handsome captain.
Ask Miss Ranc If | can soc hc,
Just for two minutes before III,
dinnerbell rings" he said hastily.
And Fanchcttc, noticing how stranp,
and III the captain looked, replied.
Miss Rano Is ont. sir. She ma,
been out all the afternoon. and ha,
not yet returned "