Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1908-12-29

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toward Winterfeld. caught sight of Lor-
raine's figure slowly lessening on the wide,
bare drive, which the young trees could
not shade. Athol saw the start he gave,
and detected the tone of jealous anger
when he spoke next.
Pheasant. that. TO have a young lady
waiting for you while you condole the
sick ard dyiRg-cntting the process short.
perhaps, for that agreeable reason. /
would not go on to Winterheld, if | were
you, if your journey is TO see the master
there; for he must pass i.ere if he goes
home tonight. / intend to wait here to
see him. and | advise you to do the
same'
Your conduct cannot influence mine
in any way" said Athol, his voice stirred
by passion as intense as Newley's, but
kept bravely under control.
But, leisurely as he passed through the
garden gate, his heart was sick with
nameless, keen foreboding when he joined
Lorraine again.
They found Rourke's little boy tossing
restlessly in his nurses arms; his lips
and cheeks hot and feyerish, his voice
querulous and low But there was moth
ing really the matter. DR.. We're said, with
his reassuring truthfulness, as, laying his
cool hand on the child's forehead and
pulse, he sat beside the pretty crib where
he had laid him. Soon afterward, when
the bright eyes had closed in sleep, the
young physician rose and stood by the
fire. looking round the large, bright room.
He will probably not awake for six
ar Misc GhoHard he -ot1
but | will call in again before l go
because old Miriam is very iii, and may
not be able to leave her soon but when
l can / will come round. Trenham him
self will be at home then"
II hope So replied the old lady. be-
traying her own anxiety. HE has been
out ever since his return from London.
and he came by the midday train. Has
Mr. Newley, too, returned to-dayi"
YES"
81 wish he had not come" murmured
Miss Shefford, with ill-concealed irrita-
bility, "and ! don't like that horse Mr..
Trenham is riding. never did, though
never felt So"
"vestris, do you mean?" put in Dr.
We're.
"Vestris-yes," she repeated walking
to the window. and looking out into the
slowly gathering dusk Il never liked
that horse-even for him."
''Even for him!" laughed Athol, cheer
| lily. "Why, Miss Shefford. Vestris is a
| slave in Trenham's hands. And / verify
believe he could, as Mr.. Bartle said the
| other day, guide her across the fallen
branch there across the brook
'But he looked so harassed and rest
less" continued the old lady from her
watching post, II could not bear to see
him start only that l felt sure he was
going to Rupert's Rest Lorraine my
| dear"-as the girl hurriedly rose-"are
you not going to stay?"
No. she answered, shrinking a
| little to Athol's side, with timidity I'M
usual with her; mot this evening. Miss
Shefford; but | will come as soon as
as ever it is light in the morning. Athol
says there is really no cause TO be anx-
| ious about baby else | would stay"
Goodnight, Miss Shefford," said DR..
| We're: I'VE shall be sure to meet Tren-
| ham, and we will hasten him."
Both Athol and Lorraine felt unac-
countably uneasy about Rourke. yet
/ neither ventured to put in words even a
doubt, much less fear
Presently, in front of them, figure
| came from the shadow of the old trees
| surrounding the lodge, and advanced slow
| ly toward them.
'Newley has been patient in his watch, y
said Athol, with a laugh, which sounded
i 60 10 ctr
II wonder what he is so anxious to
say to Rourke tonight" she pondered,
gazing at Horton Newley's figure, slight
and fashionably clad
Something which | trust Gods mercy
may prevent his saying" replied Athol.
| with grave earnestness. He has return
ed flushed with triumph; Trenham has
returned depressed by defeat. From my
soul l pray they may not meet tonight. "
"And | wish we need not meet" said
the GIRL the passionate crimson chasing
the pallor from her cheeks as she rapidly
comprehended all that he both said and
| left unsaid.
In another moment they knew that
| they were not to meet. As Newley walk
| ed steadily toward them a sound broke
| in upon the stillness-the sound of a
horses tread behind, clear, distinct and
rapid
| Newley turned with eagerneSs. 1t was
! evident that he had been waiting for
this. In the spot where he had halted
and turned. in the center of the straight
carriage way he waited until Rourke
! Trenham, on horseback, came from the
gloom among the trees out into the cold
and silvery dusk of the open field.
Vestris came on, stepping daintily I'M
| der her riders firm, skilled hand, until
she reached the spot where Newley stood
I directly in her way Then Rourke drew
her back a pace or two.
Lorraine started back, but Athol made
an involuntary step forward. wait,
she whispered, Let that man leave
him"
They were even near enough to hear
the measured sound of Newley's cool and
even voice, though they could not dis
tinguish the words he uttered. But they
caught every word of Rourke's answer.
Il advise you to say no more. Move
from my way. or. by my soul. will
ride over you where you stand"
A cool laugh greeted this speech: then
Newley laid one hand on Vestris' sleek
head A few of the haunting words
reached Lorraine's ears-her own name
at last.
Lorraine. Lorraine. stand back. my
darlingw cried Athol. as she started for
ward with a little cry upon her lips.
They will part now. am going. Stand
aside here, my love-"
He had drawn her back now among
the Young trees. whispering fast and
hreathlessly his entreaty TO her not to
stir. But she hardly comprehended,
though she obeyed. and stood quite mo-
tionleSs where he had left her; her eyes
4 fastened on Rourke's face where now she
could even see the rapid and awful change
Of expression which followed Newley'
words. For moment il seemed as If a
FIRE burned behind his eyes. while all his