Dakota farmers' leader. (Canton, S.D.) 1890-19??, 1906-05-11
CHAPTER xxvII.-fcontinued,,

were torn, his face lfvid, his eyes
bloodshot. He stood holding the dool
and staring straight at Neville witt
a look of hate. Jordan ran to him ant
seized his arm. '@' #
"Are you mad?' he Kissed; but Lay.
arick flung him off.
LET me be" he shouted, hoarsely
A"Ths gaple's up. They're close on me
But III have my revenge on him DO
fore I'm TAKEN" and he pointed at Ne
vile. You see that man-all OF you
see him! He's a scoundrel!'
He made as If to spring at him. but
Lorrimore had been watching, and had
seized his arms and twisted them be-
hind his back.
Lavarick struggled with the
! strength of "a mailman for a moment
or two. then he suddenly desisted, and,
gasping for breath, nodded his head to-
| ward Neville, who stood regarding him
with fierce anger.
"That man amt fit to sit here among
such as you. He's ii s~coundrel!"
Neville, do you know this MANI
exclaimed the v~iscount, enraged and
indignant.
"Yes, he knows me. and I know
him. broke in Lavarick. ASK him
what he's lone with my gel, my poor
gel. Ask him what he's done with
her! Curse him! Curse him." and he
made a futile effort to free himself.
Look at the fine gentleman, he hasn't
a word to say. Where's my Rachel,
you v~illain?"
1t was quite true. Neville had not
a word to say. for amazement had
stricken him dumb.
..The mans mad." he said at last.
Mad, am II" yelled Lavarick,
hoarsely. "No, I am not mad. An
swer, You villain. Where il she? You
don't know, you don't care. Oh. If
I'd only had another day. Where's
my gel, my Rachel?"
The ~vlscount looked from one to the
other.
What is the man raving about?
Audrey, signoria. leave the ROOM"
They neither CT then, moved.
Isis there anything in what the
fellow says. Nevillef' he asked, grave
IS.
Neville shook his head
"He Is mad he said. II know
him: there is not a greater scoundrel
unhung: but / know nothing Of his
daughter. His name is Lavarick, a
bushranger. Lord Lorrimore. here.
knows him.
You lie-! shrieked Lavarick. ITS
truew! he said, hoarsely, turning his
bloodshot eyes to the others. "If you
don't believe, ask Sir Jordan, his own
brother. Ask hims' He swung his
beat around 70 Jordan asree!y .'.,e!!
them. You know it's true" 1
Jordan hung his head and sighed.
believe me, Neville" he murmured,
lit will be better to own that you have
erred
"You see" said Lasarick. Ills
own brother told me that it was him.
He's a iar, too. and I wouldn't have
believed him, but he proved it. Here.
you" and he nodded to one of the
footmen who had crowded in. 'feel
in my breast pocket; there's q let
ter"
The ~viscount signed permission, and
one Of the servants took the letter from
Lavarick's pocket.
There, read it. Show 1t to him;
show 1t round. Ask him II he knows
1t. It's my gels, my Rachei's writing"
and he groaned.
The ~viscount took the letter and ex-
tended 1t to Neville, who accepted II,
but after a glance at it gave it back,
II never saw it before" he said.
"You lier' yelled LavaEck. His
own brother. Sir Jordan, here. found
1t among his papers"
rs this true, JordanT' demanded
the viscount gravely.
II regret to say that 1t Is true. /
found the letter as this D states.
/ know no more, but l know Neville
too we'll not to feel sure thnt he will
make reparation."
Neville would have sprung upon
him then. but something stopped him.
It was Sylvia, who had thrown her
self on his breast. and who, with white
face and flashing eyes, confronted the
RESI-
1T is false! false!" she cried, pant
Ing, and her arms wound round his
neck. M
Neville bent his head, a glow so1
heavenly JOY thrilling through him
ind Quelling his rage and Indignation
.God bless You. my darling" hi
murmured. my Syl"
that letter I have never seen til
ncw,r he said.'I never saw hi,
daughter"
Iet me get at him!" broke In Law
asick.s struggling. Hes killed by gel
my Rachel. Sir Jordan knows. II
Speak out once more, Sir Jordan" b,
said. hoarsely.
Jordan looked around.
* am afraid It Is too true" b,
aid.
1T il faise! falser' painted Sylvia.
.yes," said q voice In the doorway
ut u false"
AZ the sound OF the voice. full o
anguish. yet strangely Ill and resign
Cd. Lavarick uttered a cry and stool
moGiOnleas, gazing before him. Som,
one came slowly through the crowd o
servants, and stood apart from them
Il was Mercy. Jordan shrank bach
.Rachels.. broke from his white iipa
.Rachel..s echosdvfrom Lavarick, II
tnnso that would have moved I hear
81 stone 70 pity even FOR Such ~ he
"nachelss my gelr
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