Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1907-08-06
DAUGHTERS OF CHIN
BY ETA w. PIERCE

all things, and can never again prac-
tice dissimulation to the extent Of
treating Gilbert wye as though he were
an honest man. Ny blood boils wher
think Of him here, mingling freely
with these aristocratic Dale people. Sc
must go"
without explanations of any kind?'
How dare I-how can make ex-
plantations, Lispenard?"
Lispenard stared blankly into the
gray night.
1T Is a bad business" he muttered:
"a most distracting and complicated
business!"
True and you must help me out OF
1t. old chap"
The dwarrs pale. bitter face flushed
painfully.
'Ii"
Somebody at some future date, will
have to tell Mignon. You must be that
person. You love me, you know. You
will not be too hard upon your un-
lucky kinsman. If there is a shadow OF
excuse for me in what I have done
you will give me the full benefit Of 1t. v
Lispenard drew his breath sharply.
Let US go up to the house." he said
Jarvis has just brought in the evening
mail"
They went in silence. Two letters
had arrived for Shirlaw-one from his
mother, the other an official document
which he tore open and devoured ca
gerly.
II am ordered to rejoin my command
immediately" he cried, in a tone OF
infinite relief. WAS ever anything
more fortunate? have just time to
make a flying visit to my mother and
sisters, and then, oh! for the frontier
again! hope to Heaven 1 shall some
day have the pleasure or encountering
our soi-disant cattle king there!"
do not tempt Fate by rash Wishes
replied Lispenard, gloomily. Far bet
ter that you should never see him
more"
His chances Of returning to his old
exploits are small, unless he can
manage to propitiate his nephew. BY
Jove! It is shameful that he should
return, to resume his nefarious busi-
ness, is it not?"
Lispenard made no reply. In silence
he watched Shirlaw's preparations fol
hurried departure. Why should he de-
tain him? He no longer loved Mignon
He could neither assist nor comfort hel
In the approaching crisis. Verify, !,
was better that he shouio go.
Over the river, at Rookwood, Philip
wye and his son were standing alone
beside the library fire.
my dear father" said Cyril, grimly
"long ago. when you told that story
about Martin, did you think 1 had not
wit enough to put one and two togeth-
er, and see through the whole affair;
According to tradition, We have had
great men in our family. 1t remained
for us to produce a scoundrel, also
whose career, thus far, has been un-
precedented."
The thin, gray face of the elder mar
grew grayer yet.
In Heavens name, Cyril, keep your
suspicious to yourself! For Mignon's
sake. say nothing. even to mel"
He laughed, wickedly.
For Mignon's sake! Oh, but I owe
her one, you know! 1t is really quite
too gratifying to think of her in con-
nection with this business! At last
shall have my revenge!"
He Is your uncle and my brother
he Is our guest. Whatever we may
suspect, We have no positive knowledge
Of anything wrong. Your revenge
Nonsense! You talk like stage vii
lain. Well-bred people do not mention
such things nowadays. What do yol
mean to do?"
Let me ask the same question, my
dear father What do you mean tC
do? Allow Gilbert wye to return t
his old haunts and resume the name
oc Black Dave, and the occupation o.
robbing. numbering and trainwreck'
ing? Will you be his accomplice t.
that extent. All, you vince! True, III
is your brother; but 1 hate him none
the less for that. Mignon's father viii
receive no mercy at my hands"
Cyril, the family honor of all th'
Yves, living and dead, is at stake!"
Family honor be hanged, as 1t sure
ly must be. some day. in the person
Of my Uncle Gilbert! l swear to yoi
that no consideration OF that sort shal
tempt me to spare either him or hi
daughter"
A faint sobbing cry startled the tw'
men. Both turned quickly, and saw
that the library door had been noise
lessly opened. On its threshold a wo
man was standing, frozen with horro
"a woman whose bloodless face AM
dnating eyes betrayed that she haC
overheard ALL 1t was Elinor wye.