Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1904-07-02

Were you here the night Joeel N
Carew came?" she whispered.
lie was ON his guard-he always was
but he gave a slight start, and his voice
md not sound quite natural as he an
severed:
What night do you ean7 What are
you driving at, Auriolf"
The night Jocelyn carew disap-
peared," she said, calmly, che came to
this house to see Martin Ryder. You
know what happened!" she cried, sud
denly, after pause, during which her
eyes seemed TO pierce his very soul.
Tell me! tell me!''
"Auriol, are You mad2 What should
have happened to him, here?"
Martin Ryder was acting for Col.
Swayne," she said, rapidly "They were
waiting for Jocelyn's answer to the
colonel's offer for Beechwood. He got
the letter on the evening OF his wedding
| day, and, anxious to have the business
concluded, so that he might take his
bride home to Australia, away from any
possible veXation her guardian might
cause her, he left her for half an hour.
as he supposed, to give Martin Ryder his
answer He came here, never knowing
Ryder was his enemy; he told his I'M
successful rival of his happiness. Oh, it
is Martin Ryder who is the cause of all
this misery He would not let Jocelvn
go back to the girl who was waiting for
him. He What happened? Tell
me, for you know!"
"Hou are letting your Imagination rlli
wild. Auriol."
you cannot deceive met" she declared.
passionately. "You are in Ryder's power
| am sure of that. You are afraid to
speak. If you will tell what you know,
I'll help you to get away out of his
reach. I'll give you the means of MEX
! ing a fresh start, somehow, somewhere.
III work for you, as willingly as if you
| had never caused us an hours sorrow.
! Will nothing move you, father?'
! At that word so long absent from his
daughters lips, Archibald Dimdyke's face
changed.
"Jocelyn Carew was a true friend to
me-" she went on. "He could think OF
ne, and try to bring back my happiness
| at a time when most other men would
I have had no thought to spare for a way
| ward, sOrTowful woman. In his eyes !
was that The horrible uncertainty of
! his fate fortunes me. What must it be
| to the poor girl who thought the day
| that parted them so cruelty would unite
| them forever? If YOU could see her, you
would feel as l do. Her soul is on the
rack. If the worst had happened, and
! her bridegroom went from her side to his
| DEATH it would be more merciful to her
to let her know. 1t is terrible to see her
suffer So and not be able to help her.
Last night, as I lay awake, saw it all
quite clearly This is Martin Ryder's
work."
Dimdyke regarded her in silence for
some moments. They had both risen,
and stood facing each other, and it was
easy to trace the resemblance between
them, though the fathers features were
marred by the lines left by an ill-spent
life, and the daughters were eloquent of
intellect and nobility of nature.
He seemed about to speak, when steps
we're heard approaching the house door.
They listened
"Bydcr!" Dimdyke whispered He
mustn't see you here"
| He tried to draw her towards the door
of his own room. For q moment she re-
sisted, then, q sudden idea striking her,
stepped of her own accord over the TIRES
hold of the inner room. 1t was quite
dark there, md by leaving the door a
little ajar, she could sec the lighted Office
and all that transpired there.
| Dimdyke was apparently in the midst
| of work when Martin entered Auriol
! had never had the pleasure of seeing the
Young man before, so was unable to note
| the change in him since the evening when
he had made up his mind definitely re-
garding Wis. Though that was only
| few weeks ago, he showed signs of dissi-
patton, which then had not been nearly
so apparent He had evidently been
drinking heavily that evening, ana
Auriols proud spirit revoted at the CON
tempt and insolence of his manner to the
man who, in spite OF his faults, she could
rot regard entirely with aversion. Faith
less husband neglected father, he Rad
been. Her own blighted girlhood, and,
still more, her mothers almost broken
heart, were memories chat could not die.
Yet he was her father, and some of her
childish recollections showed him not all
evil
He bore quietly at first Martins words
and manner Then came the order, az
from a sultan to the lowest of his
slaves:
"Go round to Crosby's at once. want
him.
IJilnUN ht tfiuUl tttl. 1lC " dS I4ShtA+i all
reluctant to leave the office.
what are you hesitating for you old
thief!" snarled Martin.
Il only thought you wouldn't like to
be LETT here alone.7 retorted Dimdyie
stmg beyond endurance by such words,
uttered in his daughters hearing, and
forgetting prudence.
Does Jocelyn Carew's ghost haunt
you, them uttered Martin. with an at
tempt at brayado, and a forced laugh.
His sleep is sound enough. III warrant.
Go to Crosby. Tell him I'm waiting here
for him"
Dmdyke went out; but although Mar
Tin Ryder had Just implied a disbelief il
ghosts. he looked about him fearfully
when left as he supposed, alone. almost
as if he expected n pale specter TO glide
forth from some recess. His face was
white, and he had the air Of man VINO
has wrought himself up 70 perform a
highly distasteful task.
Auriol Mortified at the confirmation
Of her fears. waited feeling further
revelation at hand Martin took q key