The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1905-08-10

Il can't remember where. and can't
put a name to him. she went on:
but the mans face was quite familiar
to me-"
Charley, don't you know whom you
metz" went on the hostess nerriiy,
patting her husbands shoulder. Was
it Conrad Hayner or David Hope, or
Steve Mellor-?"
My dear child!" Charley Scott held
up his handh. How many more will
you suggest? And none of those gen.
tlemen you have just mentioned could
possibly have been mistaken for a
ghost; they're much too substantial.
It was doubtless some one staying here
with Lord Bealow; he has huge
shooting party, and, yes-well. did
hear something about millionaire"
''Madge, you, have met the million
aire," responded littis Mrs. Scott excl
teddy, "tell US all about him."
But Madge shook her pretty head and
maintained that it was no real person
or some one she had met before. And
the matter dropped as the dressing
gong rang for dinner.
The gentlemen had not long Joined
the ladies in the. drawing room later
that evening when the butler appeared
with a scared face.
please, sir" he said, addressing his
master, there's been big motor acct
dent outside our very gates, and they
are bringing the gentleman In here"
The words were barely out of his
mouth ere the tramp of feet In the hall
announced the arrival Of the "acci-
dent" And 1t so happened that Madge
who was standing by the open door
way, caught glimpse of a white face
and dark hair. which sent shudder
through her and made her grasp the
back of the chair for support. 1t was
the face Of her ghost.
Then the doctor arrived on the scene
| and his verdict went forth as soon as
\ possible; the gentleman must stay over
night, and he was the visitor at Lord
Bealow's. Joscelyn Derew. the great
millionaire. .s.......
For the next. fortnight the wounded
man was carefully tended and cared
for by Mrs Scott. Sometimes. Madge
would steal into his room to help her
in her ministratlons, and would all
ways come out again with the curious
feeling that she had seen the stranger
before, but where or when she could
not tell. One day-ore warm afternoon
at the end of October, when the pale
autumn sunshine was forcing its way
through the shattered windows of his
room, Joscelyn Derew awoke to find
the girl looking down at him, her level
brows drawn together In a little frown.
She drew back hastily when she saw
his eyes open. Ill
Il will cali Mrs. Scott" she muir
INJURED, hastily preparing to take her
departure; "she asked me to watch you
for few minutes whilst she went off
to give some orders"
"Td rather have you than Mrs.
Scostt," said the millionaire audacious'
ly.
3" How do You know? You have hard
" ever seen me-" rstammered the girl
hurhurriedly. a, esla, "a. v
| Derew nodded his bandaged head, q
Il know" he said sagely. 1--WE
watched you ever SO. many times" 3,
Madge gasped. "When???" she man
aged to ask. .
He laughed. ~.
II knew you at once. +" he went on
taking. no notice of her question
Shall I tell yourwhere we have metz
Madge sank upon seat, her eyes
eagerly fixed on his face.
Yes" she cried; II have had an
idea all along that have seen YOU be-
fore.''s =: t@"%- >ss>:*
"You have" he returned solemnly,
land under very different cirsumstan-
ces. Then you were In my power:
now,'' with swift look at her which
brought the color to her cheeks, NOW !
am in yours"
"oh, no." whispered the girl breath
lessly.
Indeed, but it's true" he returned;
land the more I've watched you when
you thought me aseep the more have
loved you. Don't start and don't take
mean advantage Of me by running
away. I love you honestly arr deeply
and truly, and l want ypu to be my
wife. / owe everything, all my sue
cess, simply everything to you Shall
tell you how? Do you remember years
ago, a dark lane, lantern that blew
out with sudden gust Of wind, an al
most invisible man who led you to a
lonely lane and then demanded your
money, prisoner to whom you gave
the means of making a. fresh start In
i life'' ''''
| "Then you were the ghost!" put in
Madge, her cheeks dimpling. And she
decided not to run away.
Call me what you will, we have met
BEFORE he said. "Madge, darling,
shall get perfectly we'll il you will help
me.'
me help you-how?" she asked
drawing her chair a littles away from
him. -
"Cone here, closer, andIT Will tel
you," he answered, raising himself on
one elbow; Tets say that the events
of that dark night were all the result
of your vivid imagination, ,and that we
meet here for the first time. My record
is clean; / was imprisoned for anoth-
er's fault. Look in my eyes, Madge
DO YOU believe me, sweetheart? If you
do, stoop down and let your lips tell
me so in the only way-tha best way.
There was the slightest perceptible
pause. Then Madge bent slowly down
And it may safely be inferred thai
her answer was satisfactory one, fol
not long afterwards JosceEn Derew
the millionaire, married Mhdqe Cayle