Heppner gazette. [volume] (Heppner, Morrow County, Or.) 1892-1912, 1910-04-28

Jen's sense of the reasonable, inde-
pendent of the crowning horror Of the
missing corpse. AT this juncture the
much-needed aid came from without
David Sarby rushed into the room.
He was half-clothed pale as the
white dress of Isabella Dallas, and evil
IDENTIFY, from the wild look in his eyes
and quivering of his neither dip, badly
scared. Stopping short a few PAGES
from the door, he held up the lamp
which he carried, to survey the aston
ishing scene before him. The sight OF
Jen tongue tied and immovable, of Is
abella weeping on her knees by the
bedside, of the bed itself vacant of it's
dead occupant-all these things were
calculated to shock even stronger
nerves than those of David Sarby.
Nevertheless. after a pause of sheer
astonishment he managed to stammer
out question.
"Did-did she cry out?" he asked,
nodding towards the girl. Il heard a
Shrek"
His presence and question unlocked
the Majors tongue.
Yes" he replied, in a hesitating
manner, as of one unused to speech
She came to the library window ten
minutes ago, having escaped from the
custody of her mother and Dido. Quite
hystericaL as you see, and bent upon
seeing our poor dead lad. To pacify
her | brought her here, but as you
see"
THE body is gone!" cried David,
hurrying towards the bed.
Gone! gomez" moaned Isabella, ris.
ing. "Oh, my dear dead lover!"
"Jaggard!"
There!" said Jen, pointing to thu
inanlmate form of his old servant.
we must alarm the house." cried
Sarby, in a Mortified tone, and there
upon walked swiftly towards the door.
Before he could reach it the Major,
having recovered his presence of mind,
seized him by the arm.
mo, mol" said Jen hastily. do not
bring anyone here as yet. We must
think of this poor girl, David Take
her home at once. When you are both
out of the house shall give the alarm
You understand; no one must know
that Miss Dallas has been in my house
at this hour"
I quite agree with you," said Da-
vid, simply; and turning to Isabella,
he took her gently by the hand. Come.
Miss Dallas. This is no place for you"
Maurice" muttered Isabella, looking
at him.
Maurice is not here. Come, Miss
Dallas; let me take you back to your
mother"
My mother is so cruel" said Isabel
la, in low tone, and l feel so ill.,"
she continued, raising her hand to
her loose hair. Yes, yes; l must go
home. But Maurice-my dear Mau-
rice"
I shall tell you all about it to-mor-
row." answered Jen, soothingly, and |
led her out of the room. "At the pres
ent moment you must go home with /
Mr.. Sarby. David, there is a loose
cloak of mine in the hall. Wrap it
round her and come in the library. 1t
Is best that she should leave in the
way she came"
David did as he was told, and
snatched up his old ulster after wrap
ping up Isabella. In the library they
found the Major reopening the shut
.ers of the window, which he had
closed on the girls entry. When he
lung them wide. gust of mind blew
inward, sprinkling him with moisture.
RAIN" said Jen, drawing back. "All
he better; there will be no spies
bout and you can take Miss Dallas
lome without being observed"
Taking the girl by the hand, David
ed her towards the window. She was
n a half-d condition, the result of
he strong excitement which had i'm
,elled her to make this midnight visit,
md her nerves being thus dulled, she
herself passively to the
guidance of David. Only at the win
low did she pause, and look stead
astly at the. Major
you must find out what has become
# my dear Maurice's body" she said,
uietly.
I promise you" replied Jen, with a
ook of stern determination in his face.
Ito be continued.)