The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1904-08-05

At a little distance Lady Bysshe spoke
to Neneto in a subdued voice regarding
| Dunstan's future. so that the latter was
left alone with Gcoffrey Rysshe.
You will be Interested to hear" the
barrister told him, that the detectives
haven't given up hope OF discovering
the mystery of knowelsworth hail.
Tho h%aven't?" Dunstan said in sur
AS Vnu have been declared innocent.
they are searching for the guilty"
D they suspect anyonc-anyone in
particular" Dunstan asked n~ervously.
Il cannot answer that question at
present.
But you can tell me If they have dis
covered anything so far
Nothing of Importance
They never will-beiiev" me, they
never WILL" Dunstan said vehemently.
Don't say that-you must have
hope" Godfrey Bysshe urged. "One
day. sooner or later. the detectives will
put their hand on the guilty man"
The mystery will never be made
known. never" Dunstan replied With
logged persistency.
1t is always the unexpected that
happens"
That is an old saying. and like most
of its kind 1t never comes true" Dun
stan answered in a hard voice. his face
flushing.
Godfrey Bysshe made no answer,
and Burbage made no attempt to break
the silence that settled between them.
With his head lowered in an attitude
of detection, his hands rigidly clasp
ing the arms of his chair, he remained
passive. breathing heavily as if excited
by his thoghts, until, suddenly looking
up. he SAW Edith standing alone by
the opposite window, her face beanling
With n light he had never noticed there
before. her luminous eyes magnetically
flashing messages of secret sympathy
and intimate understanding across the
room.
For an instant he imagined it must
be himself these g~iances We're directed,
and his heart Swelled until he felt SUI
locating. but quick as thought he look
ed at the face beside him and saw to
whom those silent signals, untranslat-
able by those who did not love her.
and eloquent of her inmost emotions
were addressed. He lay back in his
chair, a moan escaped him and he
closed his eyes wearily. The love he
had vainly hoped to win was given to
another.
Are you in PAIN" Godfrey Bysshe
asked, bending over him.
In pain: yes, but don't tell them,
don't speak of It," he implored.
Matteo entered n began to light the
candles In the heavy copper scenes
preparatory to bringing in tea.
You see We nave adopted English
fashions" Veneto said to Lady Bysshe.
when his servant r~e-entered carrying
an old F%lorentine salver crowded with
delicate china.
Il am glad you have. A cup of tea
will be most welcome"
You shall have it at once he SAID
rising and looking round the room In
search Of his daughter. But where is
Roma"
She said she would be back present.
ly,' Edith told him, as he began TO pace
restlessly about.
Meanwhile, Roma, unable to bear the
strain suddenly thrust upon her. had
hurried to her room at the top of that
lonely house, where standing by a
window as motionlessly as if frozen.
her eyes fixed on the dreary Landscapes
~crouching under a sky troubled. wild
and restless as her own heart. she
prayed for strength and courage to ac-
complish the resolution at which she
had suddenly arrived: a resolution hat
urged obedience with the compelling
force Of that inner voice, which in
times of stress and darkness. in the
gray depths and silent hours of night,
cries out to US in warning from our
va afI1l cor1c