The Kennewick courier. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1905-1914, 1906-09-21
CHAPTER XXIX.-(Continued.)

want to tell you that l forbid you
to carry out the plan you have for break
Ing up Sir Richards property"
FORBID me" cried Rex, much re-
Heved. "Why, l only want to do what
my fathers will enables me to do"
your fathers will enables you to dc
nothing Of the sort. and you know it.
She spoke, as though rehearsing a series
of set speeches, and Sarah watched her
with growing alarm.
"Oh, NONSENSE" cries John Rex, in
sheer amazement. 81 have a lawyers
opinion on it."
do you remember what took place
at Hampstead this day nineteen years?''
''At Hempstead?'' said Rex, growing
suddenly pale This day nineteen years
ago? No! What do you mean?'
do you not remember?" she contin-
ued, leaning forward eagerly, and
speaking almost fiercely. do you not
remember the reason why you left the
house where you were born, and which
you wish now to sell TO strangers?'
John Rex stood dumfounded, the blood
suffusing his temples. He knew that
among the secrets of the man whose in
heritance he had stolen was one which
he had never gained-and he felt that
this secret was to be revealed to crush
him now.
Sarah, trembling also, but more with
rage than terror, swept toward Lady De
vine. "Speak out" she said, eff you
have anything to say! Of what do you
accuse my husband?"
"Of imposture" cried Lady Devine,
all her outraged maternity nerving her
to abash her enemy. "This man may
be your husband, but he is not my son!
You have not stood the test, for you can
not recall the day of your quarrel and
mine over my cousin, Armigell Esme
Wade, Lord Bellasis."
John Rex gasped for breath; his hand
tugging at his neck-cloth, rent away
the linen that covered his choking throat.
The whole horizon Of his past was light
ed up by lightning flash which stun
ned him. His brain, already enfeebled
by excess, was unable to withstand this
last shock. He staggered, and, but for
the cabinet against which he leaned,
would have fallen. The secret thoughts
Of his heart rose to his lips, and were
uttered unconsciously. Lord Bellasis!
He was my father, and-I killed him.
A dreadful silence fell; and then Lady
Devine, stretching out her hands toward
the self-confessed murderer, with a sort
of frightful respect. said in a whisper,
IN which horror and duplication were
strangely mingled. what did you do
with my son? Did you kill him also?'
But John Rex, wagsing his head from
side to side. like beast in the sham
tles that has received a mortal stroke,
made ne reply. Sarah Purfoy, awed as
she was by the dramatic force of the
situation, nevertheless remembered that
Francis Wade might arrive at any mo-
ment, and saw her last opportunity for
safety, She advanced and touched the
mother "a the shoulder,
"Your son/is alive!'
"Where2"
''Will you promise not to hinder Us
leaving this house if tell your
Eyes, yes"
will you promise to keep the confess
sion which you have heard secret until
we have left Ensland?'
II promise anything. In heavens
name, woman, if you have a woman's
heart, speak! Where is my SOM"
Sarah Purfoy rose over the enemy who
had defeated her, and said, in level, de-
liberate accents, "They call him Rufus
Dawes. He is a convict at Norfolk Isl
and, transported for life for the murder
which you heard my husband confess to
having committed-Ahv'
Lady Devine had tainted.
Sarah flew to Rex Rouse yourself
John! We have not a moment"
John Rex passed his hand over his
forehead YEARLY.
II cannot think. l am broken down
am i'll. My brain seems dead"
Nervously watching the PROSTATE fig
ure on the floor, she hurried on bonnet
cloak and veil, and in a twinkling had
him outside the house and into a cab.
"You won't give me up?' said Rex
turning dull eyes upon her.
"Give you up! No! But the police
will be after us so soon as that woman
can speak, and her brother summon his
lawyer. know what her promise is
worth. We have got about ffteer
hours"
~ can't go far, Sarah," said he; 50
am sleepy, and stupid"
She depressed the terrible fear thai
tugged at her heart, and strove to rally
him.
Now, sit still and be good, while 81
and get some money for you"
She hurried into the bank, and he,
name secured her an interview with tb.
manager at once.
THAT'S rich woman" said one q
the clerks to his friend
"A widow. too! Chance for Won
Tom" returned the other; and. presently
from out the sacred presence came an
other clerk with request for "a draf
on Sydney for three thousand, less pre-
MUM" and bearing check sicne,
Sarah Carr" for two hundred pounds
which he took" in notes, and SO return
ed again. From the bank she was TAX
en- to a shipping Office.
II want cabin in the first ship 70
Sydney, please. When does the Did
sail?"
Tomorrow morning. She Is at Ply
mouth, waiting for the mails. If you q
down tonight by the mail train. whic
leaves at $50, you will be in plenty O
time. and we will telegraph"
II will take the cabin"
John Rex was gnawing his nails I
eullen apathy. She displayed the pa.