The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1914-10-03
CHAPTER xvlI.-contInued.

ne 0l0 DOT once interrupt uors al
10 time she was speaking he wal
'yendying the profile Of her face a. 4
iaAscinated by It's strange immobility
y0r the matter OF full half.hour HI
,sst ON the rail, his back against post
- arms folded across the breast o
- thick ulster he wore. staring o
~. drinking In every word Of thu
ut0ry she told. A look of surprise
Srspt into his face when she came Il
shs point where the thought Of marry
1Ag Hetty to the brother Of her victim
pfrst began to manifest itself In hel
AsS1gns. For q time the look OF In
sssdulity remained. to be succeeded
- utter scorn as she went On with
aAs recital. Her reasons. her excuses
Ner explanations for this master stroke
a the way OF compensation for all
ohat she had endured at the hands OF
me scornful Wrandalls. all OF whom
we're hateful to her without exception,
stirred him deeply. He began to un-
Aerstand the forces that compelled her
20 resort to this Machiavelltan plan
Cor revenge on them. She admitted
everything: her readiness to blight
Netty's life forever; her utter callous-
ness In laying down these ugly plans;
her SURPRISING vindictiveness; her re-
Sections on the triumph she was to
enjoy when her aims we're fully at
tained. She confessed to genuine
Dity for Hetty Castleton from the be-
ginning. but It was outweighed by that
thing she could only describe as an
sAsession! How she hated the
wrandalls Then came the
zeal awakening: when the truth came
- her az revelation from God. Hetty
lad not been to blame. The girl was
fnnocent OF the one sin that called
Or vengeance 80 far as she was con-
issned. The staying Of Challis Wran-
Aal was justified! All these months
she had been harboring woman she
believed to have been his mistress as
Won a. his murderess. It was not so
nsnh the murderess that she would
have fotsted upon the Wrandalls az q
laughter. but the mistress! /.
me loved the girl. she had loved her
from that first night Back OF 1t all.
therefore. lay the stern. unsupported
truth: from the very beginning she In
stinctively had known this girl to be
innocent Of guile. Her house
Of cards fell down. There was moth
ing left Of the plans on which It had
been constructed. II had all been
swept away, even as she strove to
protect Il against destruction. and the
ground was strewn with the ashes Of
1res burnt out. She was
ahOoked to nnd that she had even
built upon the evil spot! Al
most word for word she repeated Het-
Tvs own story OF her meeting with
Challis Wrandall. and how she went.
step by step and blindly. to the last
scene in the tragedy. when his vile
moss. his true nature was revealed to
Der. The girl had told her everything.
dhs had thought herself to be In love
with Wrandall. She was carried away
~ his protestations. She was infatu-
sted. (Sara smiled to herself as she
spoke Of this. She knew Challis Wran-
dalrs charm!) The girl believed In
him implicitly. When he took her to
Burton's inn It was to make her his
wife. as she supposed. He had ar
ranged everything. Then came the
truth. She defended herself. :.
Il came upon her In the road on
thaf Wild night, Brandon, at the place
I pointed out. Can you picture her as
} have described herr Can you pic
ture her despair, her hopelessness, her
misery ] have told you everything.
from beginning to end. You know how
she came to me, how l prepared her
fnz the sacrifice. how she left me.
have not written to her. i cannot She
must hate me with all her soul, Just as
] have hated the Wrandalls, but with
greater reason. confess. She would
have given herself up to the law long
ago. II 1t had not been for exposing
me to the world as her defender, her
protector. She knew she was not NOR
ally guilty Of the crime Of murder. In
the beginning she was afraid. She
Gid not know our land. our laws. In
time she came to understand that she
was In no real peril, but then 1t was
Too late A confession would have
placed me in an impossible position.
You see, she thought OF me all this
time. She loved me as no woman ever
loved another. Was not the wife
NJ tho man she had killed, and was
not the noblest OF all women in her
sussf Godi And to think Of what
lad planned for heri"
This was the end Of the story.
The words died away In Q sort oi
vhimpering wall. falling In with the
Wind to be lost to his straining ears
Hsr head dropped. her arms hung
imply 1t her side.
Tor long time he sat there In d
1nss. looking out over the darkeniri
v.fsr. unwilling. unable indeed. d
spsak. His heart was full OF compss
100 for her. mingiing strangely Will
what was left of scorn and horror
What could he say to herr
~ last she turned to him. NOV
80 know all that can tell you o
NStty Castleton--of Hetty Glynn. 70,
csuld not have forced this from me
Brandon. She would not tell you. i
vas left for me TO DO In my own goot
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