Stockton Herald, South Durham and Cleveland Advertiser. — 1883-10-27 (Stockton-on-Tees, Cleveland, England)

CHAPTER V.  REVELATIONS IN SLEEP-NORAII RETURNS TO CONSCIOUSNESS-PLANS FOR TRE FUTURE.  For several hours Nora.h slept in true tranquility, and Terry watched by her couch with wakeful earnestness. During the silence, while all the others slept, he was busy with conjectures as to his sister's position, and what the the eirctunstances might be whichhad placed her in that desperate condition from which she had been rescued. Was it an act of self-destruction, or an act of murder? Terry was almost convinced that it was the latter, and fierce and bitter thoughts darkened his mind—thoughts of vengeance, deep and deadly, to be taken on the author of Norah's wrongs, whoever he might be. He was recalled from his gloomy, wrathful musings by Norah suddenly stirring in a restless,uneasy manner. He held a torch towards her face, and saw that its colour and expression had both changed. Its marble paleness was gone, and a flush had mantled on either cheek,while an exprelsion of horror, or of extreme terror, was spread over her whole countenance,. Her hands began to twitch nervously, and her breathings grew short and spasmodic. Oh, Malvrin, Malvrin," she said, in an abrupt manner. "You will not leave me to perish. Dennis says you want me dead, that you may marry another. This is not true, Malvrin. Oh, say it is not true. Ah, he is not here ! He has gone—left me tosink in the boat. Dennis, Dennis, von would not be so cruel ? You would not kill me and my innocent babe? For Heaven's sake,Dennis.take me to land. I will never trouble hint. I will go far away with my child, and nobody shall ever know that I am his wife—never, never. Oh, spare tnel Have mercy, Dennis mercy mercy mercy mercy t" Terry listened to this frantic appeal with breathless attention, and bent his ear to catch every syllable. It came to him as a significant revelation. Fragmentary and disjointed as the ' sentences were, his quick mind took in the principal facts, and be was beginning to meditate over them, when Norah uttered piercing shriek, and gasped and struggled as one drowning. The shrill agonising cry—the very counterpart of that which they had heard when Dash leaped from the boat—roused If argreave and Andrew, who both sprung to their feet at the same moment, and rushed forward. " Whisht, if ye plase," whispered Terry, in it cautioning tone. "She's coming round. She's been spakin' in her sleep, and, by the powers, I've got at the black truth." "Was she thrown into the water?" asked Hargreavo, much interested. "I'll tell yer honour what I think I've made out," returned Terry, clenching his teeth for a moment with ill-repressed passion. "She' been secretly married, and I think the scoundrel is the young Squire of Blantire. He had got tired of her, or something, and wanted to marry another, and be hired some villain o' the name o' Dennis to do the deed. By jabers, now I think of it, it most have been Dennis ' Morgan, who has been about Blantire Castle since I remember anything. Oh, the inurthering blackguards ; but if- I don't break all the bones in both their bodies, maybe, my mune is not Terry Cushaleen." _  " Hush," said Ilarscreaye, "your sister moves again, she is becoming conscious. Pray be CrtlltiOUS, for she is bewildered, and when she beholds you whom she has not seen for many years, it will increase her nervous agitation. " Thank yer honour for mentioning it. Binre, and I'll be as gentle as a lamb with the poor darling." Hargrove and Andrew drew to one side so