Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1907-08-27

Of white flesh and golden hair and
long, shining draperies. Lispenard
tried to raise her, but she pushed him
away.
"Oh, papa! papa!" she moaned; "he
was so kind, so good to me! How
could he be robber and a murderer?
Must 1 believe it-oh, must II"
you must indeed" said Lispenard,
despairingly. Surely, it is useless to
attempt further concealment Of the
truth"
II shall bless you all my life," she
sobbed, "for saving him from Cyril wye
saving him, at the utter sacrifice of
all your own ideas Of right. I did not
know that such generosity could be
found outside Of books, or such pity as
you showed to me, his child, when you
gave me your own good name, with
which to cover my soiled and disgraced
one! Now I understand why you left
your home when I entered it. Even
you, good and noble as you were, could
not bear to breathe the same air with
the daughter Of that mani"
He knelt by her PROSTATE body, but
he did not attempt to touch her.
"Mignon," he answered, "you drive
me wild! What put such ideas In
your mind? l did not marry you from
pity-that sentiment had no part In
that matter, and 1 did not leave you
for any such reasons as you mention
my poor little girl, you don't know
what you say!-I went simply because
l could not-I dared not remain long
er at the Dale!"
He spoke in a pained, unsteady
voice, as though the words were
wrung from him; but she seemed not
to hear or comprehend.
"Mignon," he pleaded, hoarsely,
listen to me. Cannot you see that
am neither good nor noble? The
same motive that led me to shelter
Gilbert wye tempted me also to take
advantage Of your friendless condition
and unite your perfect beauty to my
gross deformity Do not call 1t gen.
erosity-you shame me by that word!
It was only a selfish, greedy love, born
the moment I first saw you in Philip
Yves library at Rookwood and nourish-
ed in secret and silence, against all
laws Of fitness, against every chance
Of earthly peace and happiness. care
not who or what your father was
how can such a matter affect innocence
like yours?-I care not what crimes
he committed. He is dead, let his deeds
be buried with him. l would have
married you gladly had he been a
thousand times worse than he was.
All, poor child, / had not meant to say
such things to you. know how hope
less my passion is, and must ever be,
but these wretched circumstances tear
my secret from me against my Will
Still she groveled in the dust. There
Is nothing more selfish than grief He
could not tell whether she heard him
or not
"Mignon," he implored again, "try to
comprehend what / say. / shall In
form the Berkely's Of your fathers
death, but they must never know un-
der what circumstances he died. Cyril
wye has gratified his mallce-he will
now be glad to consign his uncle to OBJ
livion. Gilbert wye had two distinct
names and characters. The world
will never dream that the two were
but one"
Still she answered nothing. Her rig
ID and helpless look frightened him.
He sprang to the bell-rope, but be-
fore he could reach 1t Nina Berkely's
step was heard on the stair. She en-
tered like a brisk wind.
ooh, what Is the matter here?" she
cried, aghast at sight Of the prostrate
girl on the floor, and Abel Lispenard
looking as haggard as wrath.
"Mignon has just received news OF
her fathers death in the west" he an
swered, with composure. "She is en-
tirely overcome May ask you to re-
main with her while 1 call doctor?"
In a unconscious state Mignon
was conveyed at once to her own
chamber and Nina sat down to watch
beside her. When the physician ar
rived he looked grave but not alarmed
"She has received some severe men
tai shock" he said. "She must be kept
perfectly quiet. Do not let her be dis
turbed in any way"
Lispenard made no attempt to see
his wife. He had a bitter conscious
ness that others could comfort her
better than he. Cruel as the blow had
been, she would yet recover from It,
for she was young and youth cannot
always mourn. So he went back to
St. Margaret's Home and waited there
(To Be Continued).