Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1908-01-10

not how to thank you! Undoubtedly
your promptness saved my life. l shall
call Mrs. Otway, and tell her that yol
have met with an accident. We neet
not explain it's nature-I do not care tC
proclaim Vincent an assassin-a cow
ard who shoots in the dark"
I fled to my own room. The gypsy
party came back from the shore, anC
Bee called aloud, as she passed my
door:
Good night, dear Miss Ravenel Mrs
Otway says you are not quite we'll, ano
must not be disturbed. l am very sor-
ry. 1t was dull on the rocks without
you."
Then l crept to my bed. and dreamed
of Vincent Hawkstone trying to dip his
hands in the blood Of one who had
been to him as a brother; and Of Ga
briel, under a cloud-in disgrace with
Mr.. Sutton-all his bright prospects
flung away, because of his entangle-
ment with the woman who was once
Basil Hawkstone's wife.
Saturday. - This morning Basil
Hawkstone sent up to the schoolroom
a wicker basket tied with satin rib
bons. and crowded with orchids, hello
trope and roses.
Sarah, the nursemaid, was badly
frightened last night by the apparition
of a woman wandering in the garden
shrubbery.
"A creature like a corpse, Miss Rave
nel," said Sarah to me; "all in white
with hair like the clouds we call mares
tails, blown about her dead face! She
made my flesh creep-she did"
1T was some guest of the house.
suggested.
mo, indeed miss" protested Sarah;
"it was the island ghost, and 1T never
came from any place nearer than the
churchyard Plenty of folks have seen
IT. since Mr.. Philip Hawkstone's muir
der"
But Mrs. Otway had different COM
munication to make to me.
Everything belonging to Vincent
Hawkstone has been sent to Whithav-
en-" she announced, "and word deliver
ed to all of US that he is not to be re-
ceived on the island again. I, for one,
am not sorry"
Monday.-Everybody went yachting
today, and Tempest Hall was left silent
and deserted. Mr.. Hawkstone carried
Bee with him, and l, thankful for re-
turn, however brief, of the old solitude
and quiet, went down to the porch, and
seated myself under it's reddening au-
tumn vines with a bit of needleWork
Presently Doris Rokewood appeared in
the hall-door. She wore foulard
dress, the color of cornfiowers. vel
vet chatelaine bag. with antique silver
clasps, was suspended at her side from
velvet ribbons. Her silk stockings
matched her dress, and silver buckles
ornamented her French shoes. Alto
gether. she looked picturesque and
charming.
You did not go with the yachting
party?" l said, in surprise.
She shook her flaXen head.
mo; l have been reading to my
guardian. He has now fallen asleep
She sat down in the porch and called
the dogs around her. We talked OF
everything but Gabriel. His name she
studiously avoided, and l had not the
courage to mention it. In the midst OF
our conversation a stranger came
through the gate, and lifted his hat tc
my companion.
Don't let me alarm you, Miss Roke'
wood" he said. in well-bred voice;
81 have business with Mr.. Sutton"
Alarmed she certainly was. Utter
CONSERVATION appeared in her face
She started up with an involuntary
look toward me.
My guardian is asleep, Mr.. Ran
nor" she faltered; "he had bad night
Is your business important"
Nothing less would bring me from
Whithaven." he answered, with a dis
Ii
of sharp eyes on me, and said: Il per
ceive that this young lady is Miss Raw
enel. Her resemblance to her brother
is very marked"
Miss ROkewOOd answered nothing.
| too, remained silent UnabaShed, Mr.
RadnOr began to tell me that he was {
friend of Gabriel. and that he desired
greatly to see him on matter tina
closely concerned them both. He asked
if l had resided long at the island, anC
did my brother visit me, did he WRITE
to me. did know his present address
All these questions were put in po
lite. cautious way. I answered II
monOsyllables. Miss Rokewood, as
could see. was very uneasy. She turned
on the man. at last, with an offended
air.
Il will bid Parker wake Mr.. Sut
ton" she said. sharply. You had bet
ter go up to him at once"
As our visitor disappeared in tn
hall, Doris ROkewOod caught me b,
| the arm.
Come she cried; 1--WE must hid
somewhere till that man leaves tn
island"
| flew with her out of the gate. Be
fore l realized what l was about, w
were in the green solitude Of tn
urchyard-certainly beyond the OBJ
servatiO of Mr.. Radnor
Il did not wish him to see or spea
to you again!" gasped Miss Rokewooc
II did not wish him to annoy you fur
ther."
is he a detective" l said, laughin
at our absurd flight, that he shoul
ply me with so many questions?'
For answer, Miss Rokewood leane
suddenly against a tree, and burst int
such a passion of weeping as l ha
never witnessed before-weeping tha
shook her from head to foot, and wa
all the more distressing to me becaus
| could perceive no cause for it.
DO not mind me-" she said. at las
trying to smile; 1--WE all have our wea