Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1907-12-13
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ed; and, seiZing pen, he wrote, curt
ly: 81 have doubled your allowance
Vincent; henceforth keep out Of debit"
Some business matters with the
overseer compelled Basil Hawkstone to
remain abroad on the island till night
fell; at that time he parted with Har-
ris and started home afoot and alone,
over the beach.
The moon was rising above the
dreary sand-dunes and the low cliffs
The little waves curled softly up the
shingle. In the curve Of the shore-a
lonely, unfrequented spot-Hawkstone
suddenly heard the murmur Of voices.
He moved forward a few PAGES, and
saw two figures standing together In
the moonlight-a man and woman.
He stopped-stared. Yes. 1t was his
wife, disguised in a long wrap, with a
hood drawn over her fair head, talk
ing earnestly to stranger-there, and
at that hour!
you really must not come here
again." he heard her say. MY hus-
band is absolute ruler of the island
II is impossible to bribe any Of his peo-
pie. You will surely be discovered"
The man gave a low, vexed laugh.
~ shall come, Zephyr. until I bring
you to your senses. It's plain that you
live a cat and dogs life with your
young nabob You wasn't made to be
shut up in a place like this-your heart
isn't here my beauty-it's with me-"
Hawkstone waited for nothing more.
The next moment he was standing face
to face with the pair, his hand twisted
in the strangers collar.
Since you openly claim my wife's
heart, sir, please do me the favor to
tell me who and what you are!" he
thundered.
Vera gave a shrill scream, and the
hood fell back from her fair face.
Basil! don't you remember Jasper
Hatton, Of Hatton's 'Royal?' You saw
him in London at the time you mar
ried me. Surely you might speak civil
ly to my friends!"
Hawkstone's hand fell from the 9TH
er's windpipe.
"I may have met Mr.. Hatton before. "
he answered, dryly; II do not clearly
remember. Perhaps he will tell me
what It is that brings him to Tempest
Island, and why he chooses this time
and place for an interview with my
wife,
Mr.. Hatton had showed unmistaka-
BILE signs Of perturbation, but now he
rallied smartly.
ITS a professional matter that brings
me to America" he answered, "and be-
ing here, I couldn't resist hunting up
Zephyr-beg pardon-Mrs. Hawkstone.
1t wasn't in human nature for me to
forget her. She can tell you whether
cr not I was her friend, years before
she ever saw your face. Well, just now
we met by chance on the beach, and
naturally fell to talking Of old times"
Hawkstone knew that he was lying.
He cast a contemptuous look over his
swarthy face and short, stout figure.
1T is impossible for Mrs. Hawkstone
to renew her former acquaintance with
YOU. or any other person in your line
If business. You are a thing Of the
past, Mr.. Hatton. She can never, un-
der any circumstances, know you
again."
Jasper Hatton shrugged his should
ors.
You're rather hard on your wife's
old friends, sir. l wanted to see with
my own eyes that you had made her
happy-as happy as she used to be
with us. 1 find you haven't! She's
deep in the doldrums here on your in
fernal island 1t would have been a
thousand times better for her If she
had stayed with me. I tell you, there
was never but one Zephyr for US at
the Royal We all adored her-we
adore her still, let who will Forbid"
A sudden bitter fury surged over the
young husband Here was a clown, a
ringmaster, or something as objection
able, claiming an old intimacy with his
wife. and stealing to his ancestral do
main for secret interviews with her!
1T is said that an Englishman's
house Is his CASTLE" he cried. This is
land is mine, and for you to intrude
here is simply unwarrantable impu-
dence! Be off, fellow. and, on your
peril, never attempt to set foot again
on my territory"
In his magnificent young strength he
looked fully capable Of enforcing his
own DEGREES.
Jasper Hatton prudently retreated
before him.
"'Pon my SOUL" he sneered, you've
nothing to boast Of in the way Of hos
pitality. You think you've added to
little Zephyr's value by marrying her
Ell? She is now Of more account than
when she was just the star Of the ring
the neatest rider that ever went
through a paper balloon. Faugh! Well
I'll go, and no thanks to you, my ma
bob"
A boat was beached few yards
away. He started toward it with ju-
bilant rather than crestfallen air.
THE best OF friends must part" he
said; but. as it sometimes happens
they meet again. Goodnight, Mrs
Hawkstone, and remember the star OF
the ring oughtn't to be put out like a
penny rushlight!"
He pushed the boat out into the wa
ter. Hawkstone turned to his wife.
Come home, Vera" he said, sternly
Without a word she walked away
with him. Immediately his pent-ur
wrath broke forth.
You were too i'll to see me- ht
stormed. but, as 1t appears, quite able
to leave the child you have injured sc
cruelty. and come here to tryst with
that ruffian, You, my wife, conde'
scended to meet low jockey, groom
or whatever he may be, alone on the
shore. to talk Of time in your life thai
had far better be forgotten. Vera,
forbid you to ever see or speak to the