Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-06-04

from him at cards, especially aIter YOU
came to Wolfsden, for the poor fellow
was so deeply in love with you that he
did not mind the loss Of lucre them"
The rain lashed the window, the east
wind roared up the avenue. With
growing excitement Mrs. Van Vert
continued:
IF you were treated infamously at
Wolfsden, my dear Hazel, so too, was
1. We may consider ourselves fellow
sufferers. You saw with your own
eyes, did you not? that Pitt Rivers, by
every word and look-in all ways save
by open avowal-expressed a passion
ate love for me?"
YES" assented.
st played the banjo to him by the
hour NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. ne
really pretended to like It! My toilets
were made solely to please him; and,
worst Of all, to outshine my rivals, l
brought my diamonds to Wolfsden,
risking their safety with the most dis
astrous results, as you know. Yet, af-
ter all that, I was allowed to leave
Wolfsden without hearing the declara-
ton which was my due. He played
fast and loose with me in shameless
fashion-he deceived me grossly, for all
the time he was thinking only Of Ser
gia Pole"
She stopped to sob wildly for mo-
ment, then went on:
"The loss of my diamonds-the sub
stitution Of false stones for all those
perfect Jewels has we'll night broke
my heart I feel that can new
er fully recover from the blow! Col
onel Rivers fatty denies that the theft
was accomplished at his house. He
says that Jael had not skill enough for
such work, and that it is preposterous
to lay 1t to the charge Of the Black
birds. Well, the case Is in the hands
Of detectives, and am told that may
look for startling developments soon.
Oh, 1 wish from my heart that I had
never seen Wolfsden, nor that dear, de-
lightful, arch-deceiver, Colonel Riv-
ers!"
After this outbreak she dried her
ewes on her lace handkerchief, and grew
a little spiteful.
"The man was lifted into his present
prominence" she said, solely by Ser
gia Poles father. What does one real
ly know Of his family connections-his
past life? After his heartless treat
ment of me, I suspect that he Is moth
ing more nor less than wicked, fasci-
mating adventurer."
She went away soon after, and LETT
me to my own reflections.
I had left Black River, as supposed,
forever; but 1t seemed that was not
forgotten by the friends whom I had
known there.
Two days after Mrs. Van Werts vis-
It, as I was making ready for q morn
ing walk in Copley Square with Turk,
the dachshund, another former ac-
quaintance rustled, like strong breeze,
into the boudoir, and gave me sound
ing kiss on both cheeks.
Its a sight for sair cen, as the
Scotch say, to see you again!" cried
Gwen Talcott. "You remember that 1
never, never believed word
"Yes, I remember!" I answered,
pressing her hand gratefully.
Paw says he will sell the villa next
season. The events Of the summer
have quite sickened us Of the place. We
also consider the loss Of Francis Heron
from Heroncroft an unspeakable mis-
fortune"
I could talk to Gwen as I could not
to Mrs. Van Vert. I was not afraid OF
her honest, kindly eyes.
THE mills have been sold?" 1 asked
mot yet, but Heron is determined to
sacrifice everything, and leave the
country. He is to sail for Cape Town
with his friend Vivian. He will seek
employment with some English firm
there, or turn trader and explorer, and
go hunting elephants and wild men In
the wilderness"
We sat down on sofa, side by side.
Her strideut voice went on briskly:
my dear Hazel, rejoice to see that
you are not pining here. like Mariana
in the Moated Grange. Plainly, the
Back Bay atmosphere agrees with you.
1 perceive that you have gained flesh
and color, and your new air Of dignity
is delightfully."- fetching / dare say,
you will soon bolt with ease the SYM
phony concert, the Harvard assembly,
physical culture, schools Of expression,
Trinity Church, and all the other
things dear to the blue -blooded Bos-
tonian."
smiled family.
Don't mind me, please-talk about
Black River, and-Sergia Pole"
81 know nothing about Miss Sergia
Pole" replied Gwen, dryly. After you
left Wolfsden, called several times
to see her, but that queer old cat, Miss
Carbury, as often denied me admittance
AS for Colonel Rivers, he, too, has gone
into retirement-we have not seen him
at the villa for the last three weeks
OF course, you correspond with your
friend?"
I'm a rather one-sided fashion.
write letters, but she does not answer
| them
How disagreeable!" Miss Talcott
looked at her watch. Positively must
go in just five minutes, and the most
important thing is still unsaid. Car
you guess the errand which brought me
to you this morning, Hazel? No, you
cannot Very likely, you may think me
demented, butt felt in my bones that
danger threatened you, and 1 hurried
to town to give you warming"
Danger"
| Exactly. Have you forgotten the
story Of the bank -robber, Langstroth
which paw related one day at lunch
You tainted, and Sir Griffin Hopewoot
took you home?"
NV heart gave a bound. I could new
er hear that terrible name without
emotion.
mo, 1 have not forgotten"
| "Well. paw Is in correspondence will