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fxod. so strange, that Angela grew
L.rvous under it. =
You make me feel quite uncom-
Portable by looking at me in that fixed
fashion, Captain Wynyard, she sara
At last.
DO |, Angela? Still you should not
deny me the pleasure
But what are you thinking OIL Wheh
YOU look at me in that way? she
asked.
"Many pleasant things" he replied,
turning away.
With nc1dish cruelty the captain
wondered what would be the effect on
ner mother if Angela met with Vlo-
lent death.
In all human probability, he told
himself. she would die too. The
only CLEAN Of comfort and hope she
had came from her daughter; deprived
az that, it was not likely that she
would live long.
With such thoughts gradually
STRENGTHENING their hold upon the cap
tain. the autumn passed, and theh
winter followed with it's snow ana ice
Meanwhile visitors came and went,
and the tide Of gayety ebbed ana
flowed through he old halls OF hood.
sun that one hope dominated the cap
rains Iifc-the hope that Angela
might be removed from his path. me
smiling dcbonair grace disappeared
from his face, the lines OF 1t gre"
dccper and longer, and at last It's eN-
rrnssiop became cruel. His trlCndS
noticed how changed the captain
looked and wondered what had hap
pened to him All that had happened
was that he had brooded in silence
over a cruel thought until it seemed TO
nave become part of his nature, TIL
j, so far influenced his whole nature
that if had changed the very express
sion of his face.
As the days passed as they grew
darker and colder, SO his demeanoT
seemed to change with them. lie
grow grave. stern, and cold, the ban
tcring words, the light jests, the Dru-
liant smiles, the cheerful, genial man
ncr all vanished. The master OF
Rood Abbey went about with gloomy
face. absorbed in thought, for the
shadow of great crime was over
him
The winter was a severe one, the
cold was intense. and all the lakes and
rooIs round Rood Abbey were frozen,
the river that ran on to Hetheld DelhS
in some parts covered with ice. The
prevailing pastime, therefore, was
skating. The captain never tired OF
forming skating parties, and every
day brought a goodly number OF
friends to enjoy the sport offered by
tie smooth ice of the Abbey orna-
mental lakes.
One morning, when Captain Wynn
ward came down to breakfast, he
found his newspaper lying untouched
on the table. lie unfodcd it, and al
most the first thing he saw was a par
agraph headed, Fatal Accident at
Newton Mere" 1t related how a
Young lady, out skating with some
friends at Newton Mere, had met with
sad end She had been told which
part of the mere was safe. ana where
il would bc dangerous for her to go.
She had evidently mistaken the dircc-
tions. for she went to that part of the
mere where the alder trees bent over
he ice against which she had been
especially warned Either she had
mistaken the locality of the directions,
or She tried to cross the mere, and
20 to get to the alder trees. The thin
ice at once gave way. and. before the
Young lady could be rescued. she Was
dead. Some Impulse made the cap
tain fold up the paper and TAX" 1t to
his study lest any one else should
read the account, and it should be
come a subject of comment He read
il over and over again with cver-in
thought YOU told me it was quite safe,
and that l could go.
rrcasing interest. This was an acct
dent pure accident. which no one
could help or avoid; and the sufferer
vas a young girl If an accident like
that could happen to one girl, why
not O another Who could say any
thing if it did? With skating there
"
and danger. even the clcyerest and
most skillful skaters came TO grief at
times. Then when he had read and
le-rcad until he know the whole para
2raph by heart. he destroyed the news
paper lest any part Of the story
should be seen.
The visitors at the Abbey wondered
ON that day what had become of the
captain Instead of going out in the
morning. as usual. to skate. he re-
NAMED in his study. When he APP
peared at luncheon, his face was dark
and grave; and in the afternoon, in
stead of joining the company. he dis
appeared again.
The next morning the captain
seemed more like himself. 1t was not
often that he addressed Angela volun-
tarily. but he did so during breakfast
You like skating. Angela?" he said.
mterrogatively.
Yes: it is my favorite amusement
IL winter I enjoy it even more than
dancing, | like the sensation of seem
ing 10 fly through the frosty air"
There will not be many of us this
afternoon" he said: the Delancevs
cannot come, We shall hardly num-
her enough TO have a Quadrille on the
ice"
l do not care for quadriues." she