Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1905-11-03


1t was wonderful what pain it gave
him even to allude to the woman whom
he believed to be Sir Roy's wife.
Edgar" he began somewhat nervous
~, you are the best friend a man ever
had"
my dear Brian
81 know there is nothing you would
| not do for me-
Nothing, my dear old chap. What is
| it now?'
''Will you leave me to go h.me alone :!
cannot, l think, bear to get there
| to meet her-uness l am by myself.
Il will do better than that" said his
cousin promptly, and in spite of his ut
most efforts, his heart beat with a sud-
| den gladness that was a dismay to him.
Il will stop at Smackton-on-Sea 1t IS
the next station now, and l will join you
by the first train in the morning. Mr..
Talbot" he said aloud, to their fellow
traveller, 81 have half a mind to stop
with you at Smackton tonight, and re-
new my acquaintance with your charm
ing wife"
Mr.. Talbot expressed himself over
joyed. ''Do SO, my dear sir, do so by
| all means,' he cried heartily. The train
was slackening its speed. Edgar began
gathering his rugs and sticks together.
"And l shall see her again" he said
to himselrf. And as he said it, his
heart was filed with a wild and insane
delight
At Keppington that morning there
were anxious hearts who waited with
gloomy forebodings to see what the day
would bring forth.
Kitten lay still in her armchair. She
was too weak now to be moved. Rosa
mond and Roy took it in turn to watch
by her. Upon the lips of EACH as they
passed each other with hushed footsteps
upon the threshold of her room there
was ever the same question:
''Will he be in time?'
And as they stood for one half minute
together, Rosamond heard all at once
the distant sound of wheels upon the
gravel drive.
Listen, there is a carriage"
Rosamond stood quite still at the open
door and waited Soon she perceived a
numbering one-horse fly that was creep
ing slowly up toward the house, but, to
her surprise, it came not from the sta
ton, but from quite the opposite direc-
ton. She could not imagine who it
could be bringing. Certainly, however,
it. could not be Brian.
Gertrude Talbot was filed with de-
lighted establishment at the spectacle OF
the very person whom her Unsuitable GU
riosity had been dying to discover.
"My dear, it must bet is sher' she
cried breathlessly, clutching at Marga-
ret Grantley's arm, as the fly came slow
ly up to the front of the great white
| house.
s:Who is it?" whispered Margaret
back.
Mrs. Earle, of course! Then 1 stake
my existence that Brian Desmond is
here, toon'
'Then-then-where is RoyW STAN
mered Margaret, bewildered.
Roy came quickly forward.
''Margaret-here? he looked from
| one to the other in beWilderment.
Col. Trefusis drew Rosamond away.
Roy took their place in the open door
| way. He looked stern and angry. There
was a froWn on his brow, and the lines
| of his mouth were hard and fixed. Mar
garet had seen him look like that be-
| fore.
he said, coldly and hardly. "What
brought you here, Margaret and you,
Mrs. Talbot? Had you not the sense
to keep away from tkis house? What
was Felicia about to let you comew
ooh! don't be angry, Roy" He was
so like his father now that it fright
ened her. Indeed, it was not Felicia
who sent me; but what do you suppose
3f,,J- ofx oh. ,l,oc
become your wife? And, Roy, pray come
back with us. We have been so anx-
ious about you, Felicia and I, and what
good can you do here? You cannot sure
ly be wanted. It cannot be right for
you to stay here. Come back with us to
| Felicia"
Then Roy answered her.
"Once and for all, understand me,
| Margaret. Neither Felicia, nor any 9TH
er woman, will ever be my wife. Once,
long ago, / wanted to marry the girl I
loved, but you-you were worldly and
calculating and you came between me
and her-you robbed me of my love and
of my Happiness. After that, can ever
listen to you again or be guided by what
you say to me? AS you have made my
life, so must that life remain, unloved
| and desolate to my death. And so will
not come with you now-is it likely?
She, the only woman 1 ever loved, is in
her deathbed. Do you think l would
leave her? Go home, Margaret, and re-
pent, if you can, of the evil you have
brought upon me-"
Hard words for her to hear from the
boy to whom her life had been devoted.
| She bent her head in bitterness.
And the fly turned slowly round and
went back to Smackton-on-Sea. Neither
of it's occupants spoke a word on the
way home.
(To be continued)
1t Would Seem So.
Speaking of charity said the NOR
alizer, every man should give accord
| ing to his means"