The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1903-06-05
CHAPTER TX.


before eleven in the morning, and II
Fortune were kind to him, he expect
ed an answer soon after leaving
Madame Jacobus. When noon passed
and one o'clock struck, he rang Tor
some refreshments.
At there was knock at his door.
and he went hastily to answer 1t. Bal
thazar stood there with the longed-
for letter in his hand. He felt that he
must be quite alone with 1t. SO ne
turned the key and then stood a mo-
ment to examine the outside. He
kissed the superscription and kissed
the white seal, and sank into his
chair with a sigh of delight to read 1t.
In few moments change beyond
all expression came over his face
perplexity, anger, despair cruelty as
sailed him. 1t was evident that some
irreparable thing had ruined all his
hopes. He was for some moments
dumb This trance of grief was fol-
lowed by passionate imprecations and
reproaches, wearing themselves away
to an utter amazement and incredul-
ity. He had flung the letter to the
floor, but he lifted it again and went
over the cruel words, forcing himself
to read them slowly and aloud
Your letter has given me very
great sorrow; let me die if that is
not what she says; very great sor-
row. You must have known for
weeks, even months, that marriage
between us was impossible; am
perfectly in my senses? 1T always
has been and always will e';why, It's
heart treason of the worst kind! Oh,
Cornelia! Cornela And she 'grieves
at my going away and bids me on
no account call on her father-and
takes pains to tell me the No is abb
solute'-and | am not to blame her.
Oh this is the vilest treachery! 1t Is
Rem Van Ariens who is at the bottom
of it. May the devil take the fellow!
| shall need some heavenly power to
keep my hands off him. | will never
wonder again at anything woman
does Was ever a lover so be-
trayed?"
Thus his passionate grief and an
ger tortured him until midnight.
Then he threw himself upon his bed,
and his craving, suffering heart at
length found rest in sleep from the
terrible egotism of its sorrow.
Never for one instant did he i'm
agine this sorrow to be mistaken
and quite unnecessary one. Not
taking Rem Van Ariens seriously into
his consideration, and not fearing his
rival in any way, it was beyond all
his suspicious that Rem should write
to Cornelia in the same hour, and for
the same purpose as himself. And
that she should be forced by circum'
stances to answer both Rem and him
self in the same hour, and in the very
stress and hurry of her great love
and anxiety should misdirect the let
ters. were lkelihoods outside his
consciousness.
1t was far otherwise with Rem. The
moment he opened the letter brought
him by Cornelias messenger, in that
very moment he knew that it was not
his letter He understood at once the
position, and perceived that he held
in his hand an instrument, which il
! affairs went as he desired was likely
to make trouble he could perchance
! turn to his own advantage. These
| thoughts sprang at once into his re
| Elections, but were barely enter
tanned before nobler ones displaced
them. AS Christian gentleman he
knew what he ought to do without
cavil and without delay, and he rose
| to follow the benignant justice of his
conscience. Into this obedience, how
ever. there entered an hesitation of
second of time, and that infnitesima
period was sufficient for his evil
genius.
why will you meddle?" 1t asked
ut will be far wiser to let Hyde take
| the first step. If the letter he mas
received is so worded that he knows
it is your letter, it is his place tC
make the transfer and he will be
sure to do it"
And he hesitated and then sa
down, and as there is wickedness
even in hesitating about a wicked act
Rem easily drifted from the negative
to the positive of the crime contem
plated.
81 had better keep it" he unused
land see what will come of the keep
ing"
He suffered in this decision, sui
fered in his own way quite as much
as Hyde did. He saw clearly tha
Cornelia had never loved him, thai
his hopes had always been vain, anC
he experienced all the bitterness o.
being sighted and humbled for al
enemy.
He felt a sudden haste to escape
himself, and selling his hat walked
rapidly to his fathers office. Pete
looked up as he entered. and the
question in his eyes hardly needed
| the simple interrogatory-