Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-09-27

Il
Il sure of it," said Mrs. wether-
ell; Il seem to be living in an
atmosphere of mystery and danger.
Why are you two shut up-locked in
here? and why does Leola pine
and fret as she does? Is she not
happy, Mr.. Dyce?"
| What can / sayi" retorted Philip
Dyce, almost sayagely. Il will go
and find her," and he went toward
the door; but before he could reach
1t, ii was opened from the outside,
and Cyril Kingsley stepped into the
room.
His appearance was so unexpected
that Mr.. Ford and Mrs. Wetherell
uttered ordinations of surprise.
But Philip Dyce stepped back
without a word, and Cyril entering,
was followed by the stranger who
had appeared at the dam.
AT sight of him Mr.. Ford sprang
to his feet.
Mr.. Sturge!" he cried.
! How do you do, Mr.. Ford?" he
said.
Mr.. Ford took his hand and stood
holding it, looking ,wonderingly from
MIN to Cyril, who had quietly gone up
TO Mrs. Wetherell and placed his
hand upon her shoulder, as if to
calm and reassure her.
You are surprised to see me-"
said Mr.. Surge, the stranger Il am
Mr.. CyriPs legal adviser, and ac-
company him."
"Oh. indeed" said Mr.. Ford, sink
ing into his chair again. Eyes, l re-
member"
"And by what right and by whose
permission" broke in the cold, clear
voice of Philip Dyce, "does Cyril
Kingsley or yourself intrude al
Lorme Abbey?"
Mr.. Surge smiled and bowed.
Mr.. Dyce, / presume?"
"That is my name, sir,'' said Philip
Dyce, with suppressed anger.
Il have heard of you, Mr.. Dyce,"
said Mr.. Surge, "but / am ,afraid
you do not know me- l am the
senior partner of the firm of Surge
and Surge, Lincoln's inn.
Philip Dyce bit his lip.
THAT fact does not interest me, as
your intrusion dies, sir. What may
be your business?"
cat present" said Mr.. Surge, with
a smile, Il am the guest of Miss
Dale"
Miss Dale?' he said. Where is
she? Do you know, Mr.. Sturge?"
Il am here" said Leola's voice
and she came in and stood between
Cyril and Mrs. Wetherell.
Philip Dyce started forward.
my dear Leola!" he said, but
Cyril stepped in front of him.
Wait Mr.. Dyce," he said, speak
ing for the first time, and looking
with an ominous sternness full into
Philip Dyce's eyes.
Mr.. Ford sprang up.
What does all this mean?" he
said. Miss Dale-Leola, my dear
why are those two gentlemen here?'
and he waved his hand toward Cyr,
and Mr.. Surge. There seems tt
be some fearful confusion and mys
terry"
All eyes were fixed on Leola. She
put out her hand, and Cyril tool
1t and held 1t.
There need be no mystery or con
fusion, Mr.. Ford, this is Mr.. Kings
ley"
Mr.. Ford nodded impatiently.
so l see; but-why is he here p
Let me answer that question, Mr..
Ford" he said. Il am here as Mis-:
Dale's guest, and her future hus
band"
Mr.. Ford dropped into his char
, and groaned. Philip Dyce laughed
"A very modest assertion" sait
he, mockingly. Miss Dale" and h,
turned to Leola, Il congratulate 20,
upon your choice. Her future hus
band! 20 hear that. Mr.. Ford?"
Il don't understand" cried Ford
Miss Dale, is this true?"
st is quite true" said Leola, will
dignity.
"Then-then all this story o
, Kingsley's running away"
rs false!" said Cyril, sternly.
1T is true" broke in Philip Dyce
But what does that matter? /
Miss Dale is satisfied, we ought t.
, be; she has made her choice, anC
that before sufficient witnesses" ant
, he looked round with a sneer
though think Polly Marsder
, ought to be here"
Cyril made step toward him
but Leola's hand held him fast.
I'VE only want the presence O
that young lady to make the scene
complete. | presume Mr.. Kingsley
couIu produce her If he liked; SHE
is not far off,"
she is not far OIL" said a voice
In the doorway; and Lord Beaumont
entered.
Philip Dyce started and turned
pale, and he looked beyond Lord
Beaumont as if he expected to see
some one else; but Lord Beaumont
came in alone, and closed the door
Miss Dale" he said, Il can al
most gather from what l see that
The news | have brought comes
rather late; but at least | may enjoy