Evening times-Republican., 1914-01-02

who this Isl" came from him as mem.
ory cleared.
The marquis looked at the man on
the ground and then into the face OF
the captain, an unspoken inquiry in
! his own eyes.
Sartoris took deep breath, the bet
ter to subdue his own lively astonish-
ment.
"1t's-it's-Brancaster," he said.
For six days now Lord Brancaster
had lain In one Of the old lofty cell
inged bed chambers Of the ancient cas-
tie of .Falconhurst He had not re-
| gained consciousness for q moment
since the day he had been hurled out
| when his automobile struck the stone
bridge.
| Despite the words Of censure the
Marquis Of Beverley had spoken Of the
Earl Of Brancaster there was moth
ing for him to do now save to try to
e1ace them In every possible way.
Beverley had done more than the sit
| uation demanded. 1t was as IL tho In
jury which had fallen upon the earl
had wiped out all the past and had
| brought to the old racing nobleman
renewed consciousness Of the brother
hood Of man. The most noted physi-
clans and surgeons Of London had been
summoned by him. ana Sir Andrew
Beck. whose very retaining cast dis
tinction upon the families able to in
duce the great surgeon to visit them.
| was even now in consultation with
some half dozen Of the Kingdoms great
est surgeons. There was a question as
to whether they would try an opera
ton in the hope Of relieving the pres
sure upon the brain. but the consensus
Of opinion was against 1t.
The chamber in which Brancaster lay
had been the abode Of more than one
fugitive nobleman in the days Of the
commonwealth. which had followed
the ascendancy Of the Puritans after
the execution Of Charles l., and there
was a we'll authenticated legend that
"Bonnie Prince Charlie himself had
once been sheltered there when there
was a price upon his head.
But certainly never before had the
old apartment occupied by the uncon-
scious Brancaster had more lovely
aspect. There were flowers every
where. but not in the profusion that
would have meant annoyance to the
| Ill man had he been conscious Of them.
There were lilies Of the valley In the
old stone vase built into the old dis
used fireplace. Their white loneliness
was accentuated by the long trailing
vines which formed their background.
for Lady Diana had seen to the COM
fort and the decoration of the apart
ment Of the man she was sure could
not be NIL quite bad.
The accident to this young man In
the prime of his life had done much to
soften her pride OF the very young.
and she realized that her judgment
was harSf.
In these days she accepted nearly
everything without question. When
the woman she had seen with Bran
caster on the day he was known to
her merely as the artist called at Fal-
conhurst and asked to be allowed to sit
by the side Of Brancaster the girl had
led her without question to the bed
chamber. though her grandfather had
subsequently seen that footman per
formed that Office.
Lady Diana had not inquired as to
the woman visitor anything more than
her name. The Mrs. DAquila" she
had received told her nothing, and she
did not ask other information az to the
dark. foreign appearing woman who
seemed to take Brancaster's injury 20
deeply to heart.
There wns within Lady Diana a deep
spiritual sense She felt that the strick.
en- earl might die. Indeed. she had
heard It SO whispered. though the mar.
quis tried to spare her such thoughts
as these. She felt In her pure con
sciousness of small sin that IL he died
without receiving the benefit OF the
Church OF England or Of any clergy.
man there would be cloud upon both
his chances in q world which might
understand him better and upon heI
own conscience. She could not forget
those murmured words as the car shot
by her and that waving OF the hand
Surely ''that within us which matss
for riSllteousneaA'' could not ignoes
sslch spirit His was xa1H eo.!
whleA mu1t have II ehAnes u ti,:s