The Ordway new era., 1910-02-11
CHAPTER l-Continued.

CHAPTER I-continued.
Miss Carew leaned forward, her
hands clasped before her.
Il once read two poems Of yours
masterpieces. They were only an
epilogue-any one could see that they
we're the forerunners OF longer
work. the opening and sequence. l
have eagerly been looking for the 9th.
ers In vain!"
You are mad!" he blurted out rude.
ly, and walked away from her across
the room, got In between table and
window. his back to her. After a Sec
ond he drew the curtain aside and
exposed the black. rain.covered pane
to the rooms light
She was Eot, singularly enough.
frightened to death. 1t would be too
much to say she felt a power over
Mr.. Tempest. She had 1t. however.
Perhaps l am mad. | feel some
times one must be to comprehend and
be sensitive to certain forms OF beau.
ty and greatness"
Mr.. Tempest came slowly back into
the room. holding his hand over his
eyes.
will you tell them for me-your
public-that there are no more verses
to follow these? that there Is nothing
whatsoever to come out of this mud
died and miserable brain of Basil
Tempest? VIII you tell them that
Tempest is never to write another
line SO long as he lives?"
He was conscious that Miss Carew
had risen. that she was standing not
on her arm.
NO." she said distinctly. II will not
tell them that"
His eyes still covered. Tempest
shrugged his shoulders. Tell them
what you please. but will-you-go?
Now-I thank you-but go-you are
very good-very good-and clever. l
hope I shall not baulk your careeD-
women should not have careers"
He heard a door close. the portiere
fall. He uncovered his eyes-he was
alone.
With an imprecation low and sin
cere he stood for a moment, his hands
clinched by his side. his expression
dark and terrible. All likeness to
genius and good looks-for it pos
sessed both-was gone from his face.
He seemed brooding on horrors. His
hair fell over his brow, his head was
bent. His eyes now showed blood
shot and full of tears. AS strong as
he was weak, in his emotions, he was
now utterly swayed by them. Like a
boy, he brushed away his tears with
the back of his hand. After he had
stood so for what seemed to him a
few minutes. and was really long
time. a gust of wind and rain struck
violently against the window and he
started. With no care to put his dis
turbed countenance in order for curl
GUS eyes, he went out to find Mrs Hen
ly in her little room, a corridor or so
away.
where is the lady you forced upon
me, Henly?"
Gone, Mr.. BASIL"
How gomez"
ION foot-and alone in the storm"
Mrs. Henly's tone, If 1t could. would
have sent Miss Carew dryshod.
What folly and stupidity! Why
did you permit it, Henly? You use
judgment and discretion-what did
you let her go for like that"
"She would hear of nothing else. sir
she seemed disturbed
Without further parley he turned
on his heel and marched out to the
cloakroom, hated and cloaked him
self, and went from there to the sta
bles. Although it did not consume
half an hour-the putting between
shafts and buckling up of the horse
Tempest fumed at the groom and with
nervous haste himself threw in rub
Der blanket and rugs. 1t was pour
ing in sheets when he came pelting
out of the stable; the man threw loose
the mares head and the fresh beast
started rapidly out into the roadway.
Tempest had asked for horse not
ably neither his fastest nor best, but
a sure animal who had eyes for the
dark like a cats and who could have
felt her way to Cravenford.
The master of Craven hardly hoped
to discover so soon as the park road
the guest so rudely allowed to leave
his DOORS Even a poor walker would