The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-04-05
CHAPTER H.-Continued.

AS he paused, Beatrice discerned
that he would like to be questioned,
and she said, in a voice which was
hardly more than a whisper:
You met her-married her
there ?"
The viscount nodded.
ITO my cost-yes. She wouldn't
have me at first I told her l was
younger son of Lord Catheringtons
but she didn't believe me, or, as she
put it.: What's the good OF being a
younger SON; when you don't even get
help from homer"
Beatrice looked much Interested, as
indeed she felt.
Eyes," said he, answering her look,
IT had but poor expectations then.
My father was an eccentric, and his
estates having been impoverished by
his father before him, it was his ideal
to nurse them back into prosperity
again. You see, he thought
did of us. SO he sent us all to Elton,
me and my two brothers, but when we
came back, he turned Godfrey, the
second son, and me, the youngest
loose on the world, with $500 apiece to
make fortune with and gave all he
Geoffrey went to Australia, I to
America, where Twas soon eased of my
capital, after the manner Of my kind.
However, I didn't mind roughing it,
and on the whole l knocked ABOUT
without much hurt to myself for
good many years. Meanwhile, both
my brothers married-had children.
Nothing seemed further away from
me than title or money. And then,
when my wife had run away from me
on account Of my poverty, when 1
seemed to be q sort Of piece of hu-
man driftwood and nothing else, the
whole ground was suddenly cleared at
one swoop; within year my father
and my two brothers died, the elder
leaving only two daughters, and
Geoffryy leaving no child at alias
far, at least, as we can make out But
tho we got proof Of the death of his
son, Godfrey, and satisfied the courts,
to tell you the truth, I have doubts
UP some day, and bundle me out to
roam again. So in the meantime 1
mean to make good use Of my time
in my own way. Odd story, isn't it?"
yes oh, yes, and interesting, tool"
said Beatrice, with her eyes ablaze.
The Viscount sat up and stared at
her. ~ ..o
inflicted it upon you, tho said he.
in a puzzled tone. I'm not too fond
of talking about it. Not the sort of
thing one would care for, one of these
COMPOUNDED prying servants to hear.
They're always on the lookout, you
know, for any tit-bits of family his
tory they can pick up. why
He stopped short, turned his head
quickly, and suddenly jumped up and
ran round the screen.
Beatrice heard an exclamation, q
cry, scuffle, and then the voice OF
the viscount, crying angrily:
"You internal scoundrel! How dare
you sneak into a room like that? How
dare you. I say. Now get out Of the
house this moment. Take your wages
NH ND
Beatrice heard the sound Of money
chinking, some in the hand, some or
the floor; and the next moment, a:
she rose hurriedly and looked out, she
saw Lord Catherington seize the foot
man by the collar and throw him ou
Of the room with such force that thu
man fell on the marble floor of thu
hall.
60, go; get up and go!" CRIED
Lord Catherington. II will have NJ
eavesdroppers here"
And still in a towering passion, n
darted upstairs.
Beatrice was more merciful Sh
perceived that the man had been car
rying a letter on a salver, and sh
thought 1t possible he had had no ide'
Of listening when he was discovered
AS he seemed to be hurt by the fore
with which he fell, she went into tn
hall, and cuddling the whimperin
Ermyntrude, asked, kindly:
Are you hurt?"
The man looked UP at her. He ha
a. disagreeable, cunning face, or SO
seemed to her.
NO ma'anl, I'm not hurt" said he
somewhat brusquely, as he rose to hi
feet, and collected some Of the scat
tered sovereigns his master had fun
at him; mot at all. And I'm going 8
you can tell my lord that you saw m
go. But he's a fool to send me away
for all that. For know something!
And without even waiting to fetc
his hat, the man, who caught sigh