Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1907-08-06
1t was fear, then, that made him

tremble. This bold desperate Hau
turned coward at sight Of his kindred
arrayed against him. No foes so piti-
less none so much to be dreaded, as
those of a mans own household! Abel
Lispenard recoiled from the so-called
cattleman with a naughty. forbidding
gesture.
What would you have me do?" he
said sternly.
THAT 5og Cyril Is resolved to run
me down." gasped Gilbert Wye; "he's
blocked my way to the station l
started down the river in your SER
wants boat; but found another craft
watching yonder. They hailed me,
and 1 put back to your landing place.
He's hemmed me in, you see. Hide me,
or must hang"
Heaven knew that he deserved hang
ing over and over again. With loath-
ing unspeakable, Abel Lispenard sur
veyed the man; then he turned, and
again looked across the river to Rook-
wood. A tempest Of passion shook him
like a reed.
Follow mel" he said, sharply, hur-
riedly.
Abel Lispenard plunged into a path
dark with trees, passed Lilian's gar
den, crossed a lawn, and avoiding the
main entrance Of the house, came to
side door, which was locked. He drew
a key from his pocket, and leaving
the dog Cossack outside as a sentinel.
he darted into the house, and Gilbert
wye with him.
What 1 do Is not for your sake, but
for your daughters" he said. my
servants must not see us. For your
life make no sound!"
He snatched a silver lamp from the
hand Of a figure in bronze that stood
just inside the door, and with more
rapidity than might have been expect
ed from his short legs, mounted a
tufted stair, entered a handsome cor
ridor, and at last paused, with the fu-
gitive, before that holiest Of holies, the
long closed rooms Of Lillian Lispenard.
Was there no struggle In his heart as
he unlocked that sacred door? All.
verify! But he went in, and Gilbert
wye after him.
Shelter me, Mr.. Lispenard," said the
outlaw, It'll the hue and cry at Rook-
wood is over, and will give you no
further trouble"
IF 1 do that" answered Lispenard.
sternly, as he put the silver lamp down
on the table, and turned to the hunted,
haggard man, the degenerate son Of
an ancient race, pursued now by his
own kin, you must swear by every
thing you hold dear to quit your old
life; to abandon, from this hour. both
the name and the character Of Black
Dave: to repent of your past misdeeds,
and become again an honest man."
Over the back Of a chair in the GEN.
tire Of the floor trailed a priceless In
dian shawl. Gilbert wye stumbled
blindly in its rich folds, then recov-
cred himself, and smiled down at the
dwarf In q ghastly way.
my dear sir, you think, doubtless,
that you are asking an easy thing.
However, have no choice. Yes. I will
swear to do all that, and as much more
as you please!"
Understand mel" said Lispenard; II
know your crimes, Gilbert wye, and I
oLh
fate that threatens you. Nevertheless,
I give you my word that you are safe
here, that I will do my utmost to save
you from your nephew, not that I feel
the slightest sympathy for you, not
that 1 wish to shield you from punish
ment but solely for the sake Of an
other person. who will suffer IL you
receive your just deserts"
Up went Gilbert Yves shoulders.
Greatly obliged, Mr. Lispenard, I'm
sure! You have me at an immense
just now, so I shall take
care not to be angry with you. 1t Is
plain that l made a bad move when I
came east. How unfortunate, too, that
my daughters lover should possess so
good memory! I hope to Heaven he
will not know that am hiding here!"
Captain Shirlaw has left the Dale"
answered Lispenard, shortly.
"Ha!"
"And this room Is never visited by
any member of my household alone
have the key to It,"
Good"
In sort of stern wonder, not un-
mixed with positive aversion, Lispen-
ard recoiled from his guest.
You are by birth WYE" he said,
"and by breeding a gentleman. How
could you fall so low!-how could you
become the creature you now .are?"
1T Is long story" answered Gil
bert wye, with perfect indifference. II
had lost everything, and necessity
knows no law. 1t was imperative that
should have money, so I took 1t, sans
ceremonie. Remember had two
young daughters to provide for, and.
pom my soul! I meant to give up the
business when they should be set
tied in life, and return east and become
the most respectable of all the respect
able Yves. But my plans have mis-
carried" His eyes fell suddenly on the
wonderful portrait Of Lillian Lispen-
ard hanging above him on the wall.
He snatched up the silver lamp that
he might examine It closer Heaven
above! what a strange resemblance!
he muttered. do you not see It," turn
ing sharply, suspiciously on Lispen-
ard.
"Resemblance-to whom" demanded
Lispenard.
Look for yourself. You are blind!
you cannot recall the person who
has face like this? Then, perhaps,
had better not mention her!" putting
the light coolly back upon the table.
Abel Lispenard could bear no more.
The boudoir Of his idolized, ill-fated