The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1910-04-19
Cherub
Deviine
By SEWELL FORD
Cspyri1kt, 1873. By Mitchell Ken esley
BY SEWELL FORD
Copyright. 1873. BY Mitchell Ken erley

naturally, came the reJO1nGer.
But why should Mr. Devine wish
to-
"rn explain all that. Wien he
found that happened to be the lady's
husband he decoyed me here and
locked me up"
ooh, oh-her husband! l dent be-
Iieve a word of it, not a Wort. 1t
it's a mistake. all a mistake. Why
should you think that Mr.. Devin ? cares
enough for her toto be so III Just to
you us this:"
Only because he as good as told
me 80 himself. You see, my wife and
have been living apart. He thought
! was dead. When l appear he finds
the in the way. So he locks NE up
But if there's any mistake / wish
you'd point it out to Mr.. Devine. Think
there is, chg
"Oh, don't know what to think"
The Countess Vecchi was determined
to hold back her tears at the uneX-
pected revelations. though. u til she
had put a few more questions. They
were the ones she had been lon ing to
ask from the first.
"This-this other No; mem this
lady of whom you speaks she
young?"
Just twenty-three''
MY own age" thought the Countess.
Then she added aloud, And she is
quite pretty, suppose?'
'Oh, she's pretty enough. Tut it's
! chiefly her cute ways which n, .ie her
! fascinating to men,
! OH The countess caug.t her
breath sharply Then she is f.scinat-
ing? Is she blond?'
! Not a bit-lovely dark ha.r. big
dark eyes. Her eyes are her strong
! point"
, oh l see!" commented the countess
| then to herself: Its because | look
something like her. And she's young
| and fascinating Humph.'
Glad l could tell you about her.
observed the prisoner, but # you
don't mind 1 think I'll climb d vn of
this cot. It's rather rickety, and
feel another sneezing tit CONG on
| Was there anything more"'
Il beg your pardon" she sad ear
nestly. Listen. You must s. away
from here at once"
Nothing would please me bet -er, but
l can't crawl through these hoi s."
Il know, and haven't a Ike! to the
paddock But 1 shall get one II
can't get the key l shall dema Il thai
you be set at liberty. I'll go to my
father, to Mr.. Devine, and''-
"Oh, l wouldn't bother then about
1t. Just you say nothing at Il, but
find the key, undo the lock a. ] Their
slip away. Perhaps you'd bett2r wal
until afternoon"
But it's such a shame, keep 1g 70,
shut up here like a criminal"
That's SO. l told them it vTas al
outrage And I've caught f, ightfu
cold too Think you can find the key
don't your"
I'm sure l can. I'll send mmin:
on an errand and look in his dc k.''
I'm greatly obliged, you know
You're a trump. It's mighty i,ood o.
you"
1T isn't at all. couldn't co less
and If / ever speak to Mr.. Devint
again it will be only to tell hin wha
| l think Of such cruel treatment Good
by. I'm going now"
"Goodby and good luck" came faint
ly through the air holes in the door.
Perhaps it was best that the count
ess could not see the grimace Of salts
faction which accompanied the word
as she departed to get the key 10 tina
paddock ON the icehouse door.
Thus it happened somethin- afte
this fashion: The time was late after
noon bet 5 and O'Clock, W hen tn
golden autumn day was about 70 en-
in a blaze Of sapphire light tLat wa
soon to fade into an empty arch Of tut
Quoise blue. The Countess Vecchi wa
reading on the upper veranda. 1t ha'
become well understood in the serv
ants wing hat the brief but disturb
ing reign Of that Devine person wa
over Twire he had impudently offer
ed his hand and fortune to tho Count
ess Vecchi. and twice he had bee
scornfully refused. Tie parlcr mai
knew all tn details.
Just now Timmins appeared up til
left carriage drive. He was q foo
and leading a half grown Jers : cali
He had been sent to purchase he cal
from the Wilbur-Tremway's had daI
ryman.
Suddenly the icehouse door swun
gently outward on it's hinges. lille
man. wearing wdnkled fro < Goa
and silk hat whose lust wa
somewhat dimmed by a dra ery o
cobwebs, stepped cautiously GU Mex
he glanced in the direction of tn
house.
Above the shrubbery be cold Sc
only the roof and the dormer V udow
OF the upper story, but appare lily b
was satisfied. Then he turf i an,
! looked toward the stables. No Ie wa
in sight there, but the man in le sill
hat shook his fist at the sunset .edden
ed windows.
| Had he cast a glance directly behin,
him be would have seen Timm S an
the calf just coming into view er tn
crest Of little rise in the roliin drive
: way. But he cast no such CLAN. =. Ey
identity he knew of only one e. froI
Hewington Acres, the right G ewas
by which he had entered, ans, he a
once struck businesslike gait 4 max
ing for it,
The discreet Timmins was bc-h star
tied and puzzled. He did not rish t
shout and alarm the folks n tn
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