Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-08-04
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LuIhSu up Luc ulobcig WHICH olhOol
concealed his face. 1t was Arthur
Carr-Lyon, and he had come to see for
himself what this Clifford Raven was
like, who had robbed him of Kate
Meddon's love, and against whom the
anonymous note had warned him.
For a few minutes he stood behind
shelf of rock, which sheltered him
from observation, looking around with
stealthy glance, as If he were bent
on some murdeTous errand; then,
seeing that no one was about, he de
scended the path, keeping as much
under the shadow of the oyerhanging
rock as he could, and made his way to
the cottage.
Even then he paused, and with pale
face and stealthy glance, stood listen
ing for a moment or two. Then he
knocked, and getting no answer, softly
opened the door and looked in.
The comfortable aspect of the room
seemed to surprise him, and he stood
looking around curiously and sus-
piciousiy, and waiting for some one
to come.
But as no one appeared, he knocked
at the inner door, and again getting no
answer, turned the handle and went
in.
Nellie had drawn down the blind, ano
the room was partly dark, so that,
though he could see the face Of the
sick man, he could not distinguish his
features.
He went up to the bed, walking on
tiptoe, and looked down at Clifford.
Curse him!" he muttered. He
looks a gentleman" and his hands
clenched as his face grew red with
Jealous hatred. who is he, and what
is he, and what's he playing a part
here for? She meets him, | suppose
curse him, II could wiring his neck
as he lies here!" and his hands
twitched.
Then, suddenly, while his lips were
forming maledictions on this unknown
man who had stepped between him
and Kate Meddon. Clifford raised his
head, aud seeming to look at him,
though in reality he looked beyond
him into vacancy, said, in a low but
perfectly distinct voice:
II am Desmond Carr-Lyon, the ear,
of Carr-Lyoh. | can prove it,"
Arthur Carr-Lyon sat perfectly
motionless for a moment, then he
gazed wildly at the white face, anu
sprang to his feet like man who
doubts his own senses.
For a moment or two he stood there,
his eyes glaring down at the un
conscious man. he then sprang, on tip
toe, across the room, tore down the
curtain, and. springing back to the
bed, bent down and scrutinizei
Clifford's face.
by heaven!" he exclaimed, shrink
ing back. 1T is Desmond"
Then he sank into the chair, and sa,
holding his head with is hands, and
still glazing at the white wasted,
face.
"It's-it's Desmond, l know him.
Yes, it's Desmond! And--and he is
the earl. Then what am I? Why, I'm
nothing! Desmond come to life again,
and-and I'm kicked out!"
He repeated this a dozen times at
least, until the words had lost their
meaning for him; then he got up and
bent over the bed again.
Yes, it's Desmond" he said,
hoarsely. And I'm not drunk Oh
dreaming. Desmond! What shall l
do? What shall l dc?"
His brain whirled; the room
seemed spinning around him, and IL
his fancy the sleeping mans placid
face was grinning and mocking at him.
Sitting a cry, he staggered out OF
the room into the air, and. leaning
against the door-post, tried to control
his whirling brain.
It's Desmond-my cousin DESMOND
the rightful heir, inside there" he
told himself with logged persistence.
he isn't dead, as that old hound. the
major swore. Does he know it?-does
Desmond himself know it? If so. why
hasn't he come forward and claimed
the title? Why hasn't he. why
hasn't he?" and he glared around
Who's at the bottom
of this, and what are they playing at?
What's the majors game? What's
Rates? Does she know that Des-
alive, and Tm--rm nobody and
No, she doesn't know it;
the major doesn't know it, or he
wouldn't have sold her to me, and she
have accepted me. It's for
money and the title she's marrying
me. That's it! I've know it all
along!"
Then, suddenly las he repeated this
to himself with savage selftorture,
and idea struck him. He was a fool,
but he was cunning when he was
sober.
"She was going to marry me for my
money and my title-and she shah
marry mel"
There was something so gratifying
to his malicious, Jealous mind in the
idea of entrapping those who had
to entrap him, that he even
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