The Warwickshire Herald. — 1893-01-12 (Birmingham, West Midlands, England)

ARWECKSHIRE I-117  iIIEM bleeding. She will not last long. Steal upstairs quietly and do not let the girl hear or see you.,, "I will go as quietly as possible," said Brown, and he slipped off his boots, aua stole on tip-toe from the room.  The doctor stood by the bedside, anxiously wa'ching his patient. "I wonder how it all happened?" Ir. thought. "She must have shot Montgomery, and then—But no, the wound is in the right breast. He probably fired as he went down, or may have tried to shoot her first. I wonder who Lawson is. He i 3 mixed no in it, lam sure. But  I tear we shall never know the truth; the woman's hors are numbered. The bullet is there embedded un er the shoulder-blade. Had she been seen to at once, or were she less wildly excited, she might have been saved; but her mind is turned; she is in a state or terror—delinum and—"  rhe door opened, and Brown came in, looking bewildered and alarmed. "Doctor," he cried, "she has gone—she—" The dying woman heard his hurried words, and turned upon him a pair of wild, gleaming eyes. "Gone! Then she took the draught," she murmured. "Bow does she look—dead?"  "Not dead, I did not say she was dead," he expliieed, thinking the woman was waldering. "She iA not dead—but gone. The doors are all open—her room is empty. She must have left the castle. But do not be uneasy, she—" "Then she it was who startled the mare," said the doctor. "But where could she be running to at such an hour of the night ? Perhaps she found out what had happened hero and ran oil to look tor a doctor." "Perhaps! Anyway, she is gone."  "Did you say gone ? " gasped Tln3rese, struggling t, raise herself in the bed. "Run—away—at.--last! We—l—must find her—or lam lost. All will be known; I alone must suffer—since Lawson has— escar ed. Ah—l will—l must--" She sat up. "Do not stop me—l will follow—l must—" .Lie still; do not be uneasy," said the doctor soothingly, as he gently but ti oily forced her back upon her.pillow. "The girl will come to no harm. It is a quiet country, and the night is fine. She will find friend..."  She stared at him with fast glazing eyes.  "Friends! Safe! All known! Ah!  A wild, agonised cry rang through the room, and then all was still. The doctor bent over the tin. conscious wc nen and tried to administer some brandy, but her teeth were clenched; it was impossible to make her swallow. For a few moments he stood in silence, a look of horror upon his averted face. Then turning to Brown he said with a shudder,  "All is over. She is dead.. Let us get away from this place at once. It is now our duty to acquaint the police with all that has happened here."  "And we must find the young lady. The shock of her disappearance seems to have hastened that unhappy creature's death," said Brown. "I hope we may find the poor thing before long." "I sincerely hope we may. If we overtake her I will tell her as gently as I can that all is over— that her guardian and faithful maid are both dead. Then I will take her home to my wife. But come—. lam anxious to get away front this scene of horror." Then locking the doors that led into the corridors of the castle the doctor went out, secured the one into the grounds, and, putting the keys into his pocket, mounted the dog-cart, red with Brown by his side, drove rapidly back to the village. (To be co:aim:ed.)  THE MURDER 01' MATILDA CLOVER THE Docroß