The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1914-06-04
cHAPTER xvll.-continued.

CHAPTER xyll-continued.
ie did not once interrupt her. Al
: time she was speaking he was
lying the profile Of her face as Il
: einated by its strange immob bility
the mater OF a full half-hour he
; onsthe rail, his back against a post
arms folded across the breast Of
thick ulster he wore, staring al
drinking in every. word of the
y she told. a look Of surprise
pt into his face when she came to
point where the thought OF marry
Hetty to the brother Of her victim
{ began to manifest itself in her
igns. For a time the look Of in.
dulity remained. to be succeeded
: utter scorn as she went on with
. recital. Her reasons, her excuses.
. explanations for this master stroke
the way OF compensation for all
at she had endured at the hands OF
scornfuI Wrandalls, all Of whom
e hateful to her without exception,
red him deeply. He began to un.
{ stand the forces that compelled her
resort to this MachiaVelian plan
:. revenge on them. She admitted
rything: her readiness to blight
tty's life forever; her utter callous-
p s in laying down these ugly plans;
surpassing vindictiveness; her re-
actions on the triumph she was to
~ when her aims we're fully at
]: ned. She confessed to genuine
fer Hetty Castleton from the be-
ming, but it was cutweighed by that
,g she could only describe as an
J, essiont How she hated the
andaHs, Then came the
aIawakening:: when the truth came
aer as a revelation from God. Hetty
not.been to blame. The girl was
: ocent of the one sin that called
. vengeance SO far as she was cog
ned. The Staying of Ghallis Wfan-
, was justified, All these Honths
had been harboring a woEan she
sFed to have been his distress as
ls his murderess. It was not so
IS murderess tat she would
e foisteS upon the elWrandalls as a
ghter but sfss Mistress, :
loved the girZ she. had loved her
Q that first night Back Of it all,
a.efore, lay the stern, unsuspected
h fromsthe very beginning she in
iactiYely had known this girl to be
i ,cent Of guile. Her house
ards fell down. There was moth
: left Of the plans on which it had
sea constructed. 1t had all been
yept away, even as she strove to
& ect it against destruction, and the
&c md was strewn with the ashes Of
burnt out. She was
,:ked to 1nd that she had even
u: upon the evil spot! Al
est word for word she repeated Het-
own story OF her meeting with
.z lis Wrandan, and how she went,
p By step and blindly, to the last
.a1 In the tragedy, when his vile
ss his true nature was revealed to
= The girl had told her everything.
Z had thought herself to be in love
Wrandan. She was carried away
is protestations. She was infatu-
e tSara smiled to herself as she
: e5of this. She knew ChalEs Wran-
: charnD The girl believed in
2 implicitly. When he took her to
2 ,r's inn it was to make her his
.rs as she supposed He had ar
y ID everything. Then came the
zs.l. She defended herself.
y came upon her in the road on
4 Wild night, Brandon. at the place
- ated out. Can you picture her as
= fe described her? Can you pic.
g her despair, her bopelessness, her
ls I have told you everything,
or beginning to end You know how
{ anne TO me, how / prepared her
= be sacrifice, how she left me. L
= noewritten to her. ! cannot She
rs hate me with all her soul, just as
aave hated the Wrandalls. but with
- er reason, confess. She would
sse given herself I'D to the law long
e, II It had not been for exposing
e 5 the world as her defender, her
O. ctor. She knew she was not NOR
guilty Of the crime Of murder. In
beginning she was afraid. She
{ not know our land, our laws. In
ne she came to understand that she
q IN no real peril, but then it was
G late A confession would have
acad me IN an impossible position.
. see. she thought Of me all this
She loved me as no woman ever
i another Was not 1 the wife
le man she had killed, and was
,. ( the noblest OF all women in her
Is? God! And to think Of what
aa planned for her!"
ds was the end of the story.
ie words died, away in sort of
: npering wall, falling in with the
to be lost to his .straining ears.
head dropped: her arms hung
ly at her side.
" a long time he sat there in 81
e, looking out over the darkening
sr, unwilling. unable indeed, to
*. His heart was full of compass
for her, mingling strangely with
t was left Of scorn and horror.
at could he say to her?
t last she turned to him. Now
know all that I can tell YOU of
ty Castleton-of Hetty Glynn. You
ID not have forced this from me.
ndon. She would not tell you. It
left for me to do in my own good
g. Well, have spoken. What
you to say"
can only say, Sara, that I thank
j for everything, he said slowly.
For eYerything?"