The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-03-31

, gentle Lady Jane who came to the rescue of the prodigal. It was o'clock at night when he was released at last and walked home rapidly.
 When he came opposite his own house he fell trembling against the railing and grasped for breath. The house was blaz- ing with light and there was the sound of music and laughter in the drawing room Letting himself in with his night key, Rawdon found Becky at the piano and Lord Steyne bending over her beat ing time to her song. A fire was burning on the hearth and a neat little supper for two was laid out on a table. All the servants had apparently been either sent away or to bed
 Becky was in full toilet and blazing with gems. She gave a faint scream when she saw Rawdon's face. Lord Steyne, with an attempt at laugh, said, How do, Crawley?"
 There was that in Rawdon's face which caused Becky to fling herself on her knees crying out that she was innocent before God she was innocent. Lord Steyne thought trap had been laid for him. You innocent?' he cried Why, every trinket you have on your body has been paid for by me. l have given you thou- sands of pounds which that fellow has spent. Make way. sir, and let me pass.'
 Rawdon struck the peer twice and flung
 
 Becky strip off her jewels and, tearing diamond brooch from her breast, he threw it at Lord Steyne, striking him on the forehead and making scar which the Marquis wore to his dying day
 Then in all her troubles and bitter an ger, Becky admired her husband-strong, brave and victorious.
 This was the end of tho Crawleys pleasant little establishment in Curzon street. Rawdon wanted to fight duel with Lord Steyne but the affair was prevented. Finally the Colonel accepted an appointment as Governor of Coventry island He held his tongue and departed for his place of honor, after setting aside d portion of his salary as an annuity for Becky and turning the boy over to the care of Lady Jane.
 Though Rawdon held his tongue. tho world did not. Poor Becky fled to the Continent, where she led @ wandering life. When she had money she gambled. and she drank when she had either money or credit
 While Becky had been flying high in London society on nothing a year, poor Amelia had been living in the greatest penury. After her husbands death she had become a mother, and now with her little boy and her aged father and moth CT, she was living in squalid lodgings at Brompton on the proceeds of a little fund which Dobbin had made up for her. pretending that it had been left by George.
 Old Osborne refused 10 be reconciled to his sons widow, but offered to take the boy, title Georgie,, and bring him up. It was a miserable life that Amelia led but she could not part from Georgie at first Finally she did so however-"reg- ularly starved out" as old Osborne ele- gantly put it-and the boy went to the luxury of his grandfather's home Dob bin departed for India.
 Before leaving, he offered himself to Amelia; but she looked at the picture of the departed George, wept and refused him.
 Jos was also in India. He had settled comfortable annuity on his father, but the elder Sedley had immediately sold 1t to get money for some of the many fruitless schemes by which he sought to retrieve his fallen fortunes.
 It was a long, cruel time for Amelia. But after many bitter days her mother died and Jos came back. Dobbn re- turned soon afterward. Then old Osborne died. leaving half of his great fortune to young George. charged with an annu- ity of G5000 to Amelia.
 Jos had retired from the service of the Honorable East India Company very wealthy man and so all had as much money as they knew what to do with. Old Mir Sedley dying, Jos and Amelia took young George, now grown a strap ping boy, abroad for a tour and of course, in their train came honest Dob bin.
 The travellers were sojourning at the little German town of Pumperniclxel when Jos, happening to stroll into the gam bling room of the town hall on a festal night, met there a shabby little woman