Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-09-22

Thank goodness, you'll be punished,
He can't touch me, but you-you1l go
to quod. And a cursed good job,
! too"
Hush, hush, my dear Arthur"
whimpered the major.
IF you dear Arthur me I'll throw
you over the edge!" snarled Arthur
Carr-Lyon. Il hate the sight of you
Won and your daughter! Why don't
you GO? Get out of my sight"
I'VE must cling together, Arthur"
he retorted. I'VE are both in the
same boat. Look here. it's not so
bad Half the estate and the title
Arthur Carr-Lyon ground his teeth
very loudly.
DO you think she'll let him do it:
Not she." he said, furiously. She'll
never rest until she's forced him to
declare himself l know her now.
She hates me-" and his teeth clinched,
'she loves him!"
! "Pm-Tm afraid she doesi" said the
major dolefully. Its a terrible mis-.
take; but still, my dear Arthur, it
might be worse"
Might it?" retorted Arthur, savage-
! ly. ut might be better. 1t would
\ have been better if that fellow who
went for him had killed him outright.
Curse him for fool, why didn't he:
l could have killed him myself the
other day. | wish / had, | wish 1
I had"
/ Il wish you had, if you could have
done it safely" muttered the major"
/ ITO think" said Arthur, raising his
hand like a claw, and paving the air.
ito think that that fellow is the only
one standing between me and the
title! lit makes me sick, mad!
I've good mind to go down to him! -
You'd better stop where you are
said the major, shaking his head.
What do you mean?" demanded
Arthur, savageiy.
The major mopped his face
It's no use turning on me, Arthur, -
he said. you know you aren't a
match for him; that neither of us are.
/ II never was. We're like fax in his
hands, Yes, he's got the upper hand
of us now. Heaven only knows how
he'll use it. And to think that Kate,
my own daughter, should turn against
me" he whined. ooh, sharper than a
serpent's tooth it is to have thank,
less child" and he wiped his eyes.
Arthur Carr-Lyon glared at him.
Stop that tomfooleryi" he said.
Its no use play-acting before me. 1t
don't impose upon me. The question
is, what's to be done? Do you think
Im-Tm coward enough to sit still
and let that fellow take my wife from
under my very eyes and rob me OF
half my fortune?"
His fortune" corrected the major,
drily, and recovering himself little.
!. Arthur Carr-Lyon swore.
It's my title, my fortune, till he
proves that they are hist" he re.
torted.
Which he can soon do" said the
. major ruefully. MY dear Arthur, il
|, is no use brazening it out. That's
Desmond Carr-Lyon, the earl, down
there, and he knows it, and she
knows it, and all the world can know
it if they like. There is no good to be
, done by pretending that it isn't so
The best thing to do is 10 accept his
! terms-they're not illiberal they
might be worse-unless--" he stopped
Unless what?" demanded Arthur
The major grew little paler, il
, that were possible.
Unless there was any way of get
ting rid of him"
A look of hate and longing came
into Arthur's eyes.
"Pshaw!" he snarled THAT sort
, of talks rot, and you know it!
wish he'd fall dead this minute"-he
gave expression to several other
, wishes-"but what's the use of that
, Nothing won't kill him. worse luck;
, and we're not in the wilds oil
America, where-where such things
, can be done, but in civilized England
No, nothing won't kill him, and, as /,
won't he's likely to outlive mel"
/ The major sat silent for moment
thinking deeply; in fact, he was
planning a speedy flight from England
and wondering whether by any chance
: he could extort or coax any money out
o. his fellow onspirator.
IT'S not the title. it's not the
money l care so much about" said
Arthur, suddenly. Its Kate! If
could only get hold of her-if could
, get her at my feet" he shut his
teeth sharply on his under lip, and
stopped remembering, perhaps, that il
was to Hates father that he was
. speaking.
The major shook his head.
You'll never get Kate again." he
said, with calm conviction. You
played your cards badly. my dear
Arthur. know Kate, and tell you
she'll never come back to youi"
Then 1 don't care what becomes
of met" exclaimed Arthur, and he dug
his heel into t..e ground viciously.
1t struck against something, some
. thine hos eh0