Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-11-14


together, and whispering in corners
as If conscious that evil was at hand
Hopkins ran to meet her.
rs she here?" gasped Polly.
Yes, she is here-if you mean Mis-
Fairy" answered Hopkins, bewilder.
ed and incoherent. What has hap.
pened, do you know? Can you tel
us? She came rushing in few min,
utes ago like a ghost, no bridegroom
no grandpa, nobody with her. ant
looking dreadful, and would not an.
swer a question, but goes flying uI
the stair, and locks herself in her owr
! chamber, and I pounding on the dooi
ever since and coaxing and praying
to know what the matter can be, and
not word in reply. Lor'! lor'! II
the baronet dead or run away, and
has there been a wedding or not?"
There has been no wedding" an
swered Polly, wildly; "and some
dreadful things have happened, Hop
kins-the worst that you can think
Come with me-come! She must open
the door, she must speak to us-she
is desperate, she will do herself some
injury"
Heavens above! What has really
happened?" insisted Hopkins.
There was an interruption in the
ceremony. Godfrey Greylock fell
dead. Tell the servants to put the
wedding breakfast out of sight, and
prepare the house to receive the
corpse of it's master"
With that she flew to Ethel's door,
and raped gently on the panel.
"Open, Miss Greylock, to a friend"
she implored, in a trembling voice.
She would not again venture to call
her sister"
There was no sound from within.
Weeping bitterly, Polly entreated:
Courage, dear Miss Greylock! You
will not be castoff or forsaken. 1t is
no fault of yours-you at least, are in
nocent. Open the door to one who
loves you"
"Oh, can she have destroyed her
self?" cried Hopkins, in alarm, I've
heard of such things. Miss Fairy, I'm
holding a glass of wine for you-you
must be ready to sink, my dear. Open
the door to poor old Hopkins"
They listened, but there was no
movement, no answer. They prayed
and entreated, but no voice replied.
The door was fast, and deathly ST.
lence reigned inside the chamber.
Suddenly a step echoed on the land
ing. Polly turned, and saw Sir Ger
vase Greylock. AS he approached she
looked at him resentfully, but his face
was as unreadable as stone,
Where is she?" he asked Of the two
women.
Hopkins pointed to the chamber.
I'm yonder, sir. But she will not an
swer, nor open to US. I'm afraid shes
done harm to herself"
He grasped the door and shook 1t
violently.
"Open, Ethel" he cried.
But she was as deaf to his voice as
she had been to the others.
your friends are here, Ethel-come
out to them!" he called.
But she came not. neither replied.
There is something wrong in this,
said the baronet. Stand aside"
And as the two women obeyed he set
his shoulder to the door and forced 1t
from its hinges. The three rushed to-
gether into Ethel's chamber.
The wintry sunshine was streaming
in through the drapery Of the win
dows. On the floor lay the dress of
duchesse satin, the cobweb veil, the
orange fowers-all the mocking. beau
ty of the bridal toilet, just as it had
been torn from the wearer, and flung
down in a confused heap. But the
room itself was empty. Another door,
communicating with a dressing-room
and Miss PANS apartments, stood
wide open, as If to indicate the way
which the fugitive had taken. They
ran hither and thither, they called her
name, but Ethel was gone.