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'1 hit upon such a capital tioegy"t', Warren. I never told yea 1'efur'�lla,l,tl what 1 was goiug to do, ter 1 knew if 1 did, you'd never allow talc' to pat it into execution ; but I 'varote the mane and price of each p'e.ure in big letters gild plain figures on toe Luck of the frame. 'then, whenever 1 took up a person with II g;oud, roily, iolvont expression of count Mannar, and a picture buying crease about the corners of the mouth, to inseel t the etudio, I waited for there easnedly' to ask the name of any special piece they particularly admired. 'Let • Cue seta,' said I. 'What does Warren call that? I think it's on the back Lem' So 1 turned round .the frame, and there the;'d see it, as large as Life: 'By Stormy Seas—Ten Pounds;' or, .The Haunt of the Sea Swallow— :thirty Guineas,'' That Always fetched then", toy dear. They couldn't resist t ft.—Warren, you may give me a kiss, if you lust'. I'll telt you what ; I've made your fortune.' - Warren kissed her Affectionately on the forehead, half abashed. You're a bad gill, &lie.' be said good humour.. e.dty; 'and if I'd only known it, 1'd certainly lisve taken a great big cake a best ii>deeiaser and rubbed your ph:iu #figures all carefully out again:— Bet i don't care a pin in the end, after all,. if 1 can snake this dear mother and you oornfortable.' - ';sled marry Elsie,' Edie put in eh1O%ously, • \\ arreu gavel a quiet sigh of regret. 'And mercy Elsie,' he added low. '111.1t Elsie, will never marry me.' You gooses' said Edie, and laughed at him to his face. Site knew womea better than he acid. And alt this while, poor lonely Winifred was rocking herself wildly backward alta forward in Mrs, 13ou- 't-erie Barton's comfortable carriage, futd muttering ngto herself a 1lelf ,,s in a glad ever of despair : '1 could believed it of Hugh; but of Elsie—never, CHAPTER XXX[V.—Tna STraxs •° DltAw CLosnra, ,iialte eet)•11t1 E"�1 t)gmb. '�`' 'a!1?. ;-.a. LL , lour;Ca', thank ;vetTherm, %ugh. .t t,.fl Ilium at every deny dant pa seed o+•'C1' blue oa,et - "Lai lot heat I a rtr it at hist • business. ttj t 111 .it a • glad Dever lend , the loofa l,iilatci.°'°; - hila, 1•.t alone recouping) Lim fa ltie '4;'t thee alai Leo ble• Noitody warted to read abort' feel it my duty to let you know,' Authony Wraxall wrote to ifugii a dray or two later—'by the hand of noetnticln is—seriously and dangerous- . • ,- •l:'cr d than 1 deemed it at all pinch at to inform her in person last +,v,te,., when -she consulted RIO here on the eidojuct. Galloping consumption, I regret to say, inay supervene at any t hoe. The phthisical tendency Maui• tests i't :elf in Mrs. Messinger's case Li an tidvaneed stage ; and general tubalculosis may therefore on the shorteet notice' carry off with startling Tepidity. 1, would advice you, under these painful eircltn)staucrs, to give Jar they belie& of a warmer winter climate :. if not Egypt of Algeria, Ikea then ala`,. Iett t '•1entone, Catania, or Malaga,. Stitt should not on any a vitertc)t tisk see1ug another Ens~lish elirietnins. If she remains in Suffolk daring the colder months of the pre' st'nt year, k dare not, personally aatawer for the probably conse,- teruces.' Ilugh laid Clown the letter with a I4 �i1 of despair. It woe the last strawy, unit it broke his back with utter t'dfeltpotadoucy. How to finance a visit t,D the south he l:new not. Talk about Algeria, Caataatia, JbMala;a he had hard enough work to mike both ends meet anyhow at Whitestrand. l;lrs bad trusted first of all to the break- water to redeem over ting : but tilt hi esti: water, that broken reed, had only pierced the hand thatleatied upon. i.,. The sea. shifted and the setnd, drifted worse than ever. Then he .i a tho best £u..a Life's had hoped l A tf s I ," lliltasta*hr ;' but':i Life's ;rliiloaopIiy,' 1 his life` or hi . piiiirlsop v. Hugh Of \u fnlfietl's health, Ililgll !thought far leas than 1:f th) .nnneial 1utflloulty, lie saw elle was 11!, 1,ut Clot a.t 111 ab evoryllody µi8o who retaw her imagined. \rag; pod up in hitt own selfish hells and fears, never really food of his poor small wife, and now estranges! for Months read metates by her untimely discovery of Elsie's. watch, which both lie and site had entirely n tisiuterpreted, Thigh hiasstn• ger had seen tlutt frail young creature grow thinner and paler day by day without at any time realisi g, the profundity of the chime or the actual seriousness of her failing condition. Ile went out into the drawing -room to join Winifred. He found her lying lazily on the sofa, pretending to read the first volume of l;esant's last new novel from lltndie's. 'The wind's shifted,' he began uneasily. 'Wo shall get it warmer, I hope, souu,Wiuifred: 'Yes, the wind's shifted,' Winifred answered gloomily, looking up in a hopeless and befogged way from the pages of her story. 'It blew straight across. from Siberia yesterday ; today it blows straight across from Green- land,' 'How would you like to go abroad for the winter, I wonder 1' Hugh asked tentatively,with same faint attempt at his old kindness of tone and manner. His wife glanced over at him with a sudden and strangely suspicious smile. 'To San Remo, I suppose?' she asked bitterly. She meant the name to speak volumes to Rosh's conscience; but it fell upon his ears as filet and unim- pressive as any other. 'Not necessar- ily to. San Remo,' he replied, all unconscious. 'To Algeria, if you like —or I\Iontoue, or Bordighcra.' Winifred arose, and walked without one word of explanation, but with a resolute air, into the study, next door. When she came -out again, she carried in her two arms Keith Johnston's big Imperial Atlas. It was a Heavier book than she could easily lift in Ltor present feeble coudition of body, but IIngh never offered to help her to carry it. The day of small politenesses and courtesies was Iong gone past. He only looked on in mute surprise, anxious to kno ie whence carne this sudden net -born interest in the neg- lected stuc ` of European geography. Winificd laid the Atlas down with a flop oil the five o'clock tea table, that staggered With its weight, and turned the • pages with feverish haste till she carne to the neap of Northern Italy. 'I thought so,' she gasped out, as she scanned it close, a 'arid red spot burninj bright in her cheek. 'Mentone an them alrnos -The neat• along the c there • fte 0 them.' 'tun over—often—by rail—to San Remo ?' Ilugh repeated with as gen- uitsely puzzled expression of counte- uaime. 'Olt, you act admirably 1' Winifred cried. with a sneer. 'What perfect bewilderment ! \Vhat childlike luno. cence L I've always considered you an Irving wasted upon private life. 1f you'd gone upon the stage, you'd have made your fortune; which you've scarcely sucoeeded in doing, it must be confessed, at your various existing assorted professions.' Hugh stared back at her in blank aulazelneut. '1 don't know what you wean,' he answered shortly. 'Capital i capital l' Winifred went on in her bitter mood, endeavoring to a5su)ne at playful toile of unconcerned 1nioy'6 you want to go to Sall acme; leer" `.i:10 nietlie'lif .ii gnarl 811rn e to u` ultt ylaii 11 l ! :°;irestive ehria1kines and I know tor i has. sale you taint 1 to go there. This i eitn b for an r t. het..ltll's all it pure fiction. Isiah) yon • whose •, Bordighera are both of next door to San Remo. st stations on the line st.—You could run over by rail' from either of irony. 'I never saw you act better i11 alt Lily life -••-taut even when you were pretending to fall in love with toe. It's your most successful part• --the injured innocent t'—much better than the part of the devoted husband. If 1 were you, 1 should ruck to it. --But it's very abrupt, this sadden coil version of your to the ullttrras of the Riviera; 'Winifred,' Hugh cried, with tram•-• parent iceaiviction in every note of his voice, el toe you're laboring; under ;tomo distr ssiies mieapprellension; but I give you any eoletrnn word ot honor I don't in the least know what it is you're driving a at. You're talltittg about somebody orsomcthing unknoivn that Idon't uiide)'stand. 1 wine you'd explain. I can't follow you.' But Ire had acted too often and too sltef:essrally to he believed new, for all hie earnestness, "Your solemn word of hotlor 1' Wityifred burst out angrily with i,utenao contempt. 'Your solemn word of boner, iudeed 1 And 'tray,'I a r 1 r ! eared for lu health month r1 11 :L z Lalli t M + 011, no, I see through it ell distinctly. You've fend 'out tLtertr s a reason foe going to felon Remo, and you want: to do there for your own pleasure se cortlutgnly"' Ata idea flashed suddenly acro:,:+ Hugh's mind. '1 think, Winifred,' he said calmly, 'ynuerci laboring under a mistake about the plate you're speaking, of. The gaming tables Inc not. at San Remo., as you suppose, but at Monte Carlo, just beyond Alent•oue. And if you thought I wafted to go to the Riviera for the sake of repairing our ruined estate at ?onto Carlo, you're very touch mistaken. l %tnted to go, I solemnly declare, for you're health only.' Wiui€red, rose, and faced hint now like an angry tigress. Her sunken white cheeks were tivahed end fiery indeed with suppressed wrath, and. a bright light 'blazed in her dilated pupils. The full force of a burning indignation possessed her song• 'hush Messinger,' she slide repelling him haughtily. with her -thin 'left hand, 'you've lied to me'for years, and you're lying to inc now as you've always lied to me. You • know you've lied to hire, and you know you're lying to mo. This pretence about my health's a transparent falsehood, These prevari- cations about the gambling tables are a tissue of factions. You can't deceive me. 1 know Why you went toga to San Remo l' And she pushed him away in disgust with her angry fingers. The action and the insult were too much for Hugh, He could no longer restrain himself. Sir Anthony's tetter trembled in his hands; he was clutch, ing it' tight. in his waistcoat pocket. To show it to 'Winifred would have been cruel, perhaps, under any other circumstances; but in face of such an accusation as that; yet wholly mis- understood, flesh and blood—at least Hugh Massinger's--could not further resist the temptation of producing it. 'Read that,'lae cried, handing her -over the letter coldly'; 'you'll see front it why it is I want to go ; why, in spite of all we've lost al)d aro losing, I'rn still prepared to submit to this extra expeediture.' 'Out' of my money,' Winifred answer ed scornfully, as she took the paper with an inclination of mock courtesy from his treexnl?lous hands. 'How very generous ! Aiad , how very kind of you!" She read the letter through without a single word ;'then she yielded at last in spite of herself to her womanly tears, '1 see it all, huge,' she cried, flinging herself down once more in despair upon the sofa. 'You fancy I'm going to die now; and it will be so convenient, so very convenient for you to be near her there next door at San a t Remo . Hugh gazed at her again in mute surprise. At • last he saw it—lie saw it in All its• flaked hideousness. A light began gt;adually to dawn upon his mind, it was awful—it was horrible in its cruel Nemesis upon his unspoken crime. To think she should bo jealous --eof his murdered Elsie 1 He could hardly speak of it ; but he must, he must. 'Winnie,' he cried, almost softened by his pity for what he took to be her deadly and terrible mistake, '1 understand you, 1 thick, after all. I know what you mean.—You believe ---that Elsie—is at San Remo.' Winifred • looked up at hiui through her tears with a withering (!lance. 'You have said it 1' she cried fel a haughty voiee, and relapsed into a silent fit of sobbing and suppressed cough, wits,; her poor wan face. buried deep once more like a wounded child's in the cus.iions of the edit. CHAPTER XXXV. - I�Z:TBSI3UTloIJ. Oh, the horror and drudgery of those next few weeks,while Hugh, in a fever of shame and disgust,. was anxiously told wearily snaking diilllonit arrange- ments, financial or othorwioe, for that hopeless flitting to the sunny South, that looney ahead so full of gloom and wretchedness for himself and Winifred 1 Thore was nothing for it now but 'to face the unspeakable, to endure theunendurable. Igo must o through with it all, let it coot what it might. For at least in the end ho had ono comfort. At San Remo, Winifred would Chid out title was tllistaken; there weave Elsie at all, there er else- where. Meanwhile, "Winifred, grove i'apMly worse, so 11, that even 1Iitgh began to perceive it, and despaired of being able to carry tier in safety to San 'Remo, 1 The shoek at the Retie' had told seri* levo nuithnt' brooded in secret over,. emu. t'at. grief ; sign had no one, a1>s'ylu tel,y no one on erl.rtit who could aytapathist with her introuble. th f.rive L i L her ctrl tau 1e. a4Lle 1 t to '+ed to fling herself Capon Elsie, boc•,l:,tn�-"dict dear old Elsie that had once loon, t!ie Elsie that perhaps ,4-4111 still understand her—and to cry aloud to her for pity, for sympathy When she got to San Remo, she some timet thought, site wound toll all— every ward ---to Elsie; and E'sie a leant must be very traucli changed L in spite of all site could not foul fol her. Proud as bite was, she' would throw herself on +'lsie's mercy. Elsie bad wronged her, and she would tell el to Ellin, But not to Huth, Hugh was hard and cold and unyielding as steel, It would not be for long. She would boon be released.. And thei Flug;11—, She shrank from thinking it. At last the day carne for their jour- atey South. They were going atone, without oven a maid ; glad to have paid the servants their arrears and ctse ape alive from the clutches of the bute1ers and bakers. November fogs t.hrouded the world. Hugh had corn - plated triose vile transactions of his with his attorneys and moneylenders, and felt faintly cheered by the actual metallic chink of gold for the journey rattling and jingling in his trousers' pocket. But Winifred Hat very weak and ill in the far corner of the first class carriage • that bore thein away from Charing Oros Station. They had come up the day before from Al- mnndharn to town, and spent the Tright luxuriously in the rooms a,f the .31stropole, You must make a dying woman comfortable. •And hugh hat hl ronuti with defiant pride into the l;hevne Itow Club, nssaniin n iu vain the old languid poetical air—'of the days before he .had degenerated into land-owning,' }lathealey said ;afterwards, just to let recalcitrant Bohemia se`e for itself it hadn't entire- ly crushed hien )Jy its jingling jibes and scathing critiques of A Kite's Philosophy. But the protest fell flat ; it was indeed a feeble one : heedless Bohemia, engrossed after its wont with its last new favorite, the rising author of Lays q the African Lakeland, held out to Hugh Messinger of Whitestrnud Hall its flabbiest right hand of luke- warm welcome. And this was the Bohemia that once had grasped his landless fingers with fraternal fervor of sympathetic devotion t Tho chilli ness of his reception in the -scene of his ancient popularity 'stung the Bard to the quick. No more for him the tabour, the cymbals, and 'the oaten pipe ; no more the blushful Cheyne Row Hippocrene. • He left himself dentode, The rapid stream of London society aticl London thought had swept eddying hast grid left hila stranded. Oh for some enchanted carpet of the Arabian Nights, to transport, hien back with a bound front his present self to those goon old days of Thirds and Elsie 1 • l3�ut enchanted carpets are now unhappily nut of date, and -channel steamers have quite superseded the the magical' shallops of good Haroun- al-Re,schicl. , In plain prose, the Straits were rough, and Winifred suffered severely from the tossing. At Calais, they took • the through train for Marseilles, having secured a coupe lit at Charing Cross beforehand. That was a terrible night, that night spent in the eoupc'iit with Wini. f'red ; the most terrible Hugh had ever endured since that memorable evening when Elsie drow ned herself. They had passed round Perls at gray dusk, in their comfortable through carriage, by the Chemin do Fete de Ceinturo to the Gare de Lyon, and were whirling along on their way to 'ontitinbltte through the shades of evenin ;, when Winifred first broke the ominous silence she had preserved ever since thcy'stoppad at St. Dente. 'It won't be for long aloes,' she said dryly, 'and it will,t>e so convenient for you to be at Sryt% Remo.' Ilugh't heart tank once moro within flim. It was quite clear that tlrillifred thought Elsie was there. He wished to heaven sire was, and that he was tto murderer. Oh, the weight tltttt would have been lifted orf:' iris; weary stain, if only he could think it so 1 'leo three yers• misery that would rise like to mist from itis uncertain path, if tally Ire did not know to a certainty that Elsie lay buried nt Orfordness in the shipwrecked sailors' graveyard by. the Low Lighthouse. Ile looked acroa:s at 'Winifred as she sat h1 her place, She wets kale and frail ; her wasted chetll s a lotued white anti hollow. As she leetie l baelt tbere,witlt a cold light tasty upon her weak, and shattered gleaming hard and Chilly from her s • t f 1 1+itlo tlo ye.0 tuna,: bltaiosett n0'%' to I( as they towed th ule;�lt end throtie,' t Idol with their fi eatb ,le -.he to himself t''elr to t;i el of r'eticf ere it f€tet 1:•e:;;" 'flitter toll her •, , •t r . 1. truth, T lot her 3° tt L . i t t t er, o no harm. !die, Ni;Yht the the hap or. burr 1 i"i a'.. :t, 1 wonder Or t?, it too c'l r:raf,u `.'a - rl" ell:'' iV iui raci 'Calla.=.i in an icy tone iattt'rlr. to i rfrl,;art tho little• clicly in his throat etc=,1 the doubtful glen n in his shift cyto As implying sante het'rtat.iu., tt.,:'il'a1 to speak to nor. '\Voat he Sr.you gobig to tell nit+ petit`? 'igtieal; t out laolelly ;'don't be afraid. Is.'s !lo loyalty. YOU know I'm not easily di "coneertF 1.' • Ile looped back: et her nervously with bent brevis, That fragile crea- tural And \valid she believe it. These blue eyes wore so eoldly glassy/ Yet, with a sudden impu'-so, t)o resolv- ed to unburden his guilty soul of all its weight of carer to 4; inifred. 'No, Winifred, bit t'.o ecl:mn truth,' he blatl'te'+3 tut ti only, in ,0 voiee that of itrolf might have ~welt produced complete enrtvietion—on any one less inerodulnies then the wife he lead cajoled and deceived so often. 'Yon tbitak Elsie's at San IRemo, 1 know. ---i'nu're wwrtng there; you're quite mistaken --She: s not in San -Beano, nor i=t Ao �trntia either. That was a lie,—lt , te't; dead ---dead three years ago--bofo.n we were ntartied.— Dead and burit:tl at Orfortdness. And I've seen her grave and cried over it' like a child, toe' He spoke with ttnlemn intensity of earnestness ; bet he spoke in yaltl. Winifred - thought, - herself, till that -very moment,' alto bad long $ince ranched the lowe�tt possible depth ot ooiito m)t not ^cern for the husband on whom slle hod thrown herself away ; but as he met her then with that incredible latsche:ed—:•t5 she must needs tidal;It—en his lying lips, with se grave afftbP and profound au air of frauk ec0lfe'selon, her lofty disdain rose at otlee to 0 yet sublimer height -of dis- gust and loathing of which until that night she could never even have can• ceived herself eepsble. 'You hateful thing 1' ltc cried, rising from her seat to the centra, of the carriage, and look- ing Clown roma 11int physically from her point of ventage as he cowered and suint like a Ger in hie corner. 'Don't dare to address xne • again, I say, with.liees like that. 1f you can't; bud one word of truth to tell me, have the. gbetlraesa at least, singe I don't cle, ae. your further oonversation, to leave lone the repose of your polite silence,' (TO BE CONTINUED.) 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