Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-09-23

voice to David; this here gent has on'y
broke blood vessel"
David said something which had bet
ter be forgotten; just then Violet, who
was not at all of the Emphatic order,
opened her eyes and looked at him.
Thank God!" he whispered, close to
her lips, and she, scarce comprehendlng
her whereabouts yet, made brave effort
to smile at him.
He had carried her into the little draw
ing room, and he now placed her IN
chair. "Have no fear he said. Il am
here l shall not leave you
He ran to the door. eff that mans
condition is serious, you had better sum-
mon a DOCTOR" he cried to the porter,
whom he saw engaged in the effort to
prop van Hupfe1dt's body against a
chair. David was pitiless, perhaps; he
had not recovered from the shock of
finding Violet lying PROSTATE.
He mustn't be allowed to fall down,
sir" said Jim anxiously, :" or he will choke.
I've seen kise like this before"
David, though quickly subsiding from
his ferment, was divided between the
claims of Violet and the demands of hui
mainly Personally, he thought that the
Dutchman would be no loss to the world;
but the man was helpless. And now Vio-
let, recovering strength and recollection
with each more regular breath, knew
what had happened. She stood up trem-
blingly.
Let us go to him." she said, with the
fine chivalry of woman, and soon, kneel
ing on each side of van Hupfeldt, they
supported him, and endeavored to stanch
the outpouring from his lips.
The porter hurried away. David, Won
dering what to do for the best, held his
,o1
forward, and asked Violet if she would
bring wet towel from the bath room.
She did this at once, and wrapped it
round van Hupfe1dt's forehead. The re-
lief thus afforded was effective, and the
flow of blood had ceased when the porter
returned with a doctor who lived in the
next block of dwellings.
The doctor made light of the hemor-
image; but he detected pulse which
made him look up at the Others gravely.
This is a bad case of heart failure, - he
said. The rupture of blood vessel is
mere s symptom. Has he had a sudden
Il fear So" said David. What can
we do for him.? ,"
Nothing at present" was the omi-
nous answer Il dread even the necessity
of moving him to bed room. Certainly
he cannot be taken elsewhere. Is he a
friend of yours? understand he does
not live here"
David was saved from the difficulty Of
answering by feeble indication of van
Hupfe1dt's wish to speak. The doctor
gave him some water, then a little weak
brandy and water. Violet again helped
David to hold him, and the unfortunate
man, with apparent recognition, now
turned his head toward her.
Forgive mel" he whispered, with the
1abored distinctness of one who speaks
with the utmost effort. Il have deceived
you vilely wished to make reparation.
Il think l know all you wish to tell
me-" said Violet bravely, land, even so,
/ am sorry for you
You heard what the doctor said?" he
muttered.
"Yes, but you will recover. Don't try
to talk You must calm yourself. Then
the doctor will help"
Il know more than he knows of my
own condition. 1 am dying. l shall be
dead in a few minutes. 1t is only just.
l shall die here, where Gwen died-my
Gwen, whom loved more than my own
soul. May God forgive"
"Oh, don't!" cried Violet broken1y;
the presence of gray death, that last and
greatest adjuster of wrong, obliterated
many bitter vow and stifed the cry for
VENGEANCE in her