The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-07-03
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 @But he will draw down upon his head the punishment reserved for the damnedr' said Felton.
 ssMen fear him and spare him."
 .I . said Felton, "I do not fear him, nor will I spare him. But how can Lord de Winter, my protector. my ia ther, possibly be mixed up with all this?"
 .-ssI4isten, Felton," resumed milady. aI had nm affianced husband, man whom loved and who loved me. 8 heart like yours, Felton, man like you. went to him and told him all. He-knew me, that man did, and did moi doubt an instant. He was a no- blefuan, a man equal to Buckingham in every respects He said nothing He only girded on his sword, envel- eped himself in his cloak and went straight to Buckingham palace. V.
 "Buckingham had left England the dav before. sent ambassador to Spain to demand the hand of the Infanta for King Charles l., who was then only Prince Of Waies. My af1anced husband returned
 @ Hear me- said he. This man is gone and for the moment has conse- quently escaped my vengeance. But let us be united, as we were to have been, and then leave it to Lord de Winter to maintain his own honor and that of his wife
 .I.ord de Winterp' cried Felton. isYes,s said. mIlady, "Lord de Win ter. And now you can understand it all, can you not7 Buckingham re- rnained nearly year absent. A week before his return Lord de Winter died, leaving me his sole heir. Whence came the bloWf God, who knows all, knows without doubt. But as for me, I accuse nobody"
 s-.Oh, what an abyss, what t an abyssl'' cried Felton.
 Lord de Winter died without reveal ing anything to his brother. Your pro- tector had seen with pain this mar riage of his elder brother with DOT tionless girl I, went to France with a determination to remain there for the rest of my life. But all my for tune is in England. Communication being closed by the war, was in want of everything was then obliged to come back again. Six days ago I land ed at Portsmouth." M
 "Wellr' said Felton.
 "Well; Buckingham heard by some means no doubt of my return. He spoke of me to Lord de Winter, already preiudiced against me, and told him that his sister-in-law was a branded woman. Lord de Winter believed all that. Eas told him: He AsAsed me to be arrested You Know the rest. You see, then, Eelton, can do nothing but die Telton, give me that knife" 1 And at these words milady sank weak and languishing into the arms of the young officer, who received her with transport, pressed her against his heart.
 'sNo, mo-" said he; "no, you shall live honored and pure. You shall live to triumph over your enemies"
 "Felton, bring misfortune to all who surround me! Felton, abandon mel Feiton, let me dier'
 1 Several strokes resounded on the door. Milady pushed him away from her.
 .sHarkr' said she. "We have been overheard Some one is coming! All is over. We are lostr'
 asNo," said Felton; it is only the sen ltirel warning me that they are about to change guard"
 Then run to the door and open it yourself"
 Felton found sergeant command ing a watch patrol.
 sswell, what is the matterT' asked the young lieutenant
 .'You told me to open the door if heard any one cry out" said the sol Idier, "but you forgot to leave me the key. I heard you cry out, without un. Iderstanding what you said. tried tC open the door, but it was locked in side. Then called the sergeant"
 Felton, quite bewildered,- almost mad, stood speeches..
 Milady plainly perceived that it was 4now her turn to come forward. She ran to the table and, seizing the knife which Felton had laid down:
 "And by what right will you prevent me from dying?' said she.
 At that moment a burst of ironical laughter resounded through the corri- dor. The baron, attracted by the noise in his robe de chambre, his sword un- der his arm, stood in the doorway.
 "Ah, har' said he. Here we are. arrived at the last act of the tragedy You see. Felton, the drama has gone through all the phases named, but be at ease, no blood will flow"
 ''You are mistaken, my lord; blood will flow; and may that blood fall back on those who cause iE to fowl" said milady.
 Felton uttered cry and rushed to- ward her. He was too late; she had stabbed herself. But the. knife had fn-tnnatAir-we ought to say skillfully