Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1906-11-22

| AS the words rang In the ears Of
the Mortified group, Olivia left her
fathers side, and approached Fara
deane.
For moment she stood speechless
her dilated eyes fixed on his face, her
lips moving, her hand pressed to her
heart.
He did not finch; but there was no
assurance of his innocence IN his eyes,
nothing but sad impassiveness.
"Why-why do you not tell them?"
broke from her, at last. Why do
you not tell them that you are-inno
cent?" and she caught his arm and
chung to it. You are innocent! Tell
them sol"
1t was am awful moment. 1t was an
ordeal compared with which the tor
ture of the rack is as nothing. Bart
ley Bradstone's face blanchet, and he
ley Bradstone's face blanched, and he
| Faradeane raised his eyes, he fell
back, for he read in them the assur-
ance that his substitute would re
main firm
Il have nothing to say" said the
calm, sad voice: II am quite ready"
and he turned his face away from her
Her hand fingered on his arm In an
imploring clasp for moment, then
without cry she swayed slightly,
and fell to the ground.
| Faradeane bent down to raise her,
| but Bradstone and the squire-half-a-
dozen OF the Mortified crowd, indeed
sprang forward and he drew back
with a sigh.
For Gods sake take me away!" he
said to the constable, hoarsely. II
| cannot bear much more!"
Lord Garfield signed OF the consta.
BILE, To go into the library, and Fara-
deane followed, stopping for seconl
to glance back; as they carried Olivia
up the stairs, with a yearning and ago
nized expression in his eyes,
BARLEY Bradstone pushed his way
into the library.
He was very white, but calmer and
more self-possessed than he had been
all day, notwithstanding that mis-
bride had been carried from him life
less.
"This-thds is all nonsense, of
course" he said, addressing no one in
particular. "Faradeane can explain
It, If he likes, I'm sure. | don't know
why on earth he don't. But, anyway,
I'll hn haJ hin, I rnrfnII
There was a murmur Of approval,
for not one OF the spectators who
looked in the face of the accused be
lieved In the possibility of his guilt.
Bail Is not granted In cases Of
this kind said Lord Garfield in a low
voice and he sat down and wrote out
the warrant. Tiff you choose to
conflne Mr. Faradeane in his own
house.
The constable shook his head
Il couldn't take that responsibility,
my lord" he said, respectfully. 1.-THE
gentleman will have to go to the lock-
up"
Il am quite ready" said Faradeane,
again. do not make any exception
In my favor"
Once more, Faradeane," said Lord
Garfield, rising and stretching out
his hands, will you not EXPLAIN"
He shook his head.
II have nothing to explain my lord. |
"Ah!"--and his voice almost broke
don't think me ungrateful for your
consideration! If you knew
He stopped and turned aside.
Lord Garfield sank into the chair,
and covered his eyes with his hands, |
and the constable retired with his
prisoner.
At sight of them the crowd, which |
had been impatiently waiting at the |
front, set up a roar; but as Fara- |
deane looked down at them, something !
in his face silenced them, and a mans !
voice cried out:
shame on ye! What! will We
judge a man guilty fore he's tried?"
1t was Afford, and he forced himself |
to the front, and made a lane through |
the mob by the simple expedent OF |
swinging his huge arm, Don't be
cast down, sir We knows you're in
nocent, right enough; but most of us
have had too much liquor. Now, |
make way therel"
"rhark you, Afford" said Fara
deane, simply, and the three passed |
through the crowd which closed up |
behind them, and followed them to |
the end of the drive.
The constable had taken the pre-.
caution to order carriage to await |
them at this point and he and Fara-
deane got IN. and were driven sharply
away.
Faradeane sank back with a sigh. |
and closed his eyes, and remained ST.
lent for a few minutes; then he said,
quietly:
Where are you taking me?"
ITO Wainford, sir" replied the con.