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Home My WebLink AboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1932-12-08, Page 6* THURSDAY, DECEMBER 8th, 1932 I THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE >• Come J rue £ C- CHAPTER XXVII The strange silence of the mist- laden atmosphere hemmed her round like the silence of a tomb, broken only by the sucking sound of the oozy turf as it pulled at her feet, clogging her steps. Lance-sharp spikes of gorse stabbled at her ankles as she trod it underfoot, and the permeating moisture in the air. soaked swiftly through her 1’ ‘ summer frock, till it clung about her mto the fire, like a, winding-sheet, . , Her breath was coming in sobbing gasps of stress and terror; her heart pounded in her breast; her limbs impeded by her clinging skirts, felt as though they were weighted down with lead. Then, all at once, seeming close at and in the misleading fog which plays odd tricks with sound as well as sight, she heard Burke’s voice cursing as he ran. With the instinct of a hunted thing she swerved sharply, stumbled, and lurched forward in a vain effort to regain her balance. ‘Then it seem ed as though the ground were sud denly cut from under her feet, and she fell . . . down, down through the mist, with a scattering of crumb ling. earth and rubble, and lay, at last, a. crumpled, unconscious heap in the deep-cut 'track that linked the moor noad to the bungalow. loose in Gepffery Burke.” “And—and < you’re going for’ her—for Jean?” “I’m going to find her,” rected quietly. Gravity had set its seal three faces. Each was conscious of Anne spoke quickly. “I don’t , think so, with the happiness of the you his her the she I think you’ll find that she’d be will-1 not put into words. ing to risk it.” " ' When she had thin Blaise remained staring impassively bre mare—Redwing—would do the . ..... fixnrftsslon eavej '-------- - ..... . - to lookBlaise. Not woman love.” She laid her hand on shoulder as she passed him way into the hall to welcome wanderer returned. “Tell, Jean,” advised, “and see what she says, j the same fear—the fear they could She cor- on all I "But why do you take Orion?” left the room asked Nick. “The little thorough- Qtye Exeter ©iuira-Abuarate Established 1873 and 1887 come into his scarred life to jewel its arid places with a new blossoming of the rose -of love.' He tried to thrust the thought away from him- It was just the kind of thing that Nesta would have done, playing pff one man against the other with the innate instinct oi the born coquette. But not Jean^- not Jean of the candid eyos. Presently, throulgh the thinning mist, Tormarin discerned the sharp turn of the track which branched off from the road towards the bung alow, and quickening Orion’s pace he was cent, strange, ows on ground. Suddenly, without warning, the roan wheeled’, around, shying violently away from the off-side bank- A less good horseman might have been unseated, but as the pig horse swerv ed Torniarin’s kuees gripped against the saddle. like a vise, and with a Steadying word he faced him .-up the track again, then glanced keenly at the overhanging sinde of the road way to discover wha had frightened him, A moment later ne had jerked Orion to a sudden standstill, leapt to the ground and, with the reins over his arm, crossed the road swift ly to where, clad in some light stuff that glimmered strangely in the tes lawless uisresuru moonlight) ,}ay a g)en(ier f.gure the woild except the|propped agaijist tlie nau;fci “Blaise!” Jean’s voice came weak ly to his ears, but with a note in it of immense relief that broke wit ness to some previous strain. In an instant Tormarin was kneel ing beside her, one arm behind her shc/ulders. He helped her to her places, and a watery-iooking moon peered through the clouds now and again, throwing a Vague, uncertain light over the blurred and sombre1 moorland. Tormarin had no very definite plan of campaign in his mind, -He felt convinced that he should find Jean at the bunaglnw. If, contrary to his expectation, she were not there, nor anyone else to whom he could apply for information as to her whereabouts, he would have to consider what his next move must be, Meanwhile, his thoughts were lireoccupied with the mean fact that slie had failed to return home. If she had accepted Burke's invitation to the bungalow, believing that Ju dith aud the Hplfords would be of the party, how was it that she had not at once returned when she dis covered that for some reason they were not there? Some weeks ago—during the per iod when she was defiantly investi gating tlie possibilities of an “unex- ploded bpnib”—it was quite possible that the queer recklessness- which sometimes tempts a woman to ex- Published every Thursday morujur at Exeter, Ontario SUBSCRIPTION—52.00 per year la advance. soon riding up the steep as- the moonlight throwing confusing lights and shad- the mist-wet surface of the the slightest snorted and RATES—Farm ar* Real Estate to» sale 50c. each insertion for fir«t four insertions. quent insertion, Miscellaneous ar ticles, To Rent, Wanted, Bost, or Found 10c, per line of six words Reading notices Card of Thanks vertising 12 and Memoriam, with extra verses 25c. 25c. each subBe- 10c, per line 50<?, .Legal sth 8 c. per line, in one verse 60c each, Member of The Canadian Weekly Newspaper Association Professional Cards GLADMAN & STANBURY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, &c. Money to Loan, Investments Made ” Insurance Safe-deposit Vault for use of our » Clients without' charge EXETER LONDON HENSALL His expression gave i no indication as to whether or not Lady Anne’s advice had stirred him to any fresh impulse of decision, and when, presently, his mother and Nick entered the room together, he addressed the latter as casually as though no emotional depths been stirred by the recent tion. “Hullo, Nick! Had good ‘‘Only so-so. We had time, though—-out at Bridge. business gettim this evening, _____ _____ _____ places ive could hardly see to drive gravelled drive outside came the the car.” . j jnipatieut stamping of Orion’s Iron- Blaise nodded. shod hoofs; Just at the last Lady “Yes, I know. I found the same j Anne clung to her son’s ann. It’s a surprising change in the] “You’ll bring her back, Blaise?” weather.” . I she urged, a quiver in her voice. “Poor Jean will, have had a dis-; opjj jier back, madonna,” he appointing trip to Darmioar,” put in answered quietly. “Don’t worry.” , Lady Anne, “The mist is certain. A miuute later lie and the great to be bad up there.” I no an horse were lost so"’ sight in the I Dartmoor? But she didn’t go of the night, Only the beat ■-—surely?”.. And Nick glanced from of galloping hoofs was flung ' back one to the other questioningly. j tne two who were left to watch , “Oh, yes, she did-. It was Quite anQ. w^jt, muffled and vague through clear in the afternoon when she1 tiie shrouding mist like the started—looked like being a lovely cf a .distant drum, night.” “But—but—t—” Nick stammered and came to a halt. There was a look of bewild erment in liis eyes. “But who’s she gone with?” he demanded at last. “I thought she said she intended stopping the night with Judith and Burke at their bungalow?” “So she did,” replied Blaise. “Why Have you any objection?”—ismiling. “No. Only”—Nick frowned—“I don’t understand it. Judith isn’t on the Moor.” “Not on the Moor?” taneously from Lady Blaise. “How do you know, ed the latter gravely. “Why, because”l—Nick's face1 an expression of puzziea concern—! “because I saw Judith in Newton Abbot late this evening.” Blaise leaned forward, a sudden look of concentration on his face. “You saw Judith?” he repeated. “Wliat time?” "It must” have been nearly eight o’clock. I was buzzing along in Jim Croswell’s car to catch the seven forty-five up train, and I saw Ju dith with one of the Halfords—you know, those people from London!— turning into the gateway of a house. I expect it was the biace the !Hol- fords are stopping at. They see me.” "You’re’ quite .certain? made no mistake?” said sharply. "Of .course I’ve made no mistake. Think I don’t know Judy when ! see her? ? But what's the meaning of it Blaise?” Tormarin rose to his feet, tossing the stump of .his cigarette into the fire, “I’m not sure,” he said slowly "Btit I’m going to find out. Madon na”—turning to his mother—“did Jean tell you just exactly what Ju dith said when she rang the 'phone plan?” f I "It wasn’t had conversa- sport?” a jolly though—-out at Hetworthy I But I had the. deuce of a.g back from Exeter j It was so misty in journey quicker and be lighter of periment in order to see just how foot -over any marshy ground on the far she may go1—-the mysterious de Moor.” . ‘ | light that the feminine temperament “Orion san go when he thooses,”, appears to derive, from dancing op returned Tormarin, "And he’ll the edge of a precipice—mi’ght have choose-tonight. Redwing is a little induced her to remain and have tea bit of a thing, though she’s game as with Burke, chaperon or no chaper- a pebble. But she ’caufdn’t carry!— on. And then it was quite bn the two.” ’ • cards that Burke’s lawless disregard of anything in i__ ... __ fulfilment of his >own desires might have engineered the rest, and might have detained her at bungalow against her will. But Blaise could not believe a tete-a-tete tea with Burke would hold any attraction for Jean now— not since that day, just before the n , ........................visit to London, when ne and she a.nd s^® leaned agianst him had- been discussing the affairs ’0t shivering. Feeling in his pockets Nick and Claire and had round,, quite : r1^"ce£„9' brandy fIasl< and Ueld i suddenly that their own hearts were / I open to each other and that with the [ spoken word “Beloved,” the misun- •■derstandings of the past had faded ! away, to be replaced by a wordiest? trust and belief. But if it ha<d attracted her, ifl— | knowing precisely how much the i man she loved wiould condemn—she ’ had still deliberately chosen to spend . ■The significance of Tormarin’® choice of his big roan hunter, three- parts thoroughbred and' standing sixteen hands high, came home to Nick. He nodded without comment. Silently he and Lady Anne accom panied Blaise into the hall. From CHAPTER XXVIII They Who Waited Lady Ann sat gazing absently to the heart of"the fire, watching restless leap of the flames and little scattered handfuls of spabk: like golden star dust, tossed up ward into the dark hollow of the chimney by the blazing l-ogs. The “warm and sunny south”—at least, that part o£ it within a radius of twelve miles of Dartmoor—is quite capable, on occasion,, of belying its guide-book designation, [particu-. larly towards the larter end of the summer, and there was a raw damp ness in the atmosphere this evening which made welcome company of a fire. It seemed a little lonely without Jean’s cheery presence, and Lady Anne, conscious of a craving for hu man companionship, glanced impa tiently at the clock. Blaise Should surely have returned by now Jrom his all-day conference with the es tate agent. She had not much longer to wait. The quick hoofbeats of a trotting horse sounded on the drive outside and a few minutes later the door of the roam was thrown open and Blaise himself strode In. "Well, madonna?” ’ He stooped and kissed her. "Been a • lonely lady to-day without, all your chil dren?” She smiled up at him, "Just a little,” she acknowledged. “When" I came back from those stu pid committees, which were merely an occasion for half o.f the old tab bies in the village to Indulge in a squabble with the other half, I could not help feeling it would have been nice to find Jean .here to laugh over them with me, Jean’s sense of humor is refreshing; it never lets one down. However, I suppose she’s enjoying her beloved Moor by moon light, so I mustn’t grumble.” Blaise shook his heaG. "Much moonlight they’ll see!” he observed. “I rode through a thick mist coming back from Hedge Bar-, ton. It’ll be a blanket fog on Dart moor to-night.” “Oh, poor Jean! Shell be so dis appointed.” Tormarin sat down on the oppos ite side of the hearth and lit a cig arette. The dancing firelight flick ered across his face. He was thin-1 replied Lady ner of late, his mother thought with I ing showing itself in her face, a quick pang. The lines of the Well-j was Geoffery who gave the message.’ beloved face had deepened; it had a worn—almost ascetic.— look, that of a man who is constantly tending against something. Lady Anne looke across at almost beseechingly. ".Son,” she said: made up your mind to let happiness dragged forcibly away from pass you by?” t He started, roused out of the rev-. speakable darkness nf disaster, erie into which he had fallen. "That settles it”' He pressed a “I don’t think I’ve got any say] finger against the beli-push and held in the matter,” he replied quietly.; it there, and when Baines came “I’ve forfeited my rights in that re-!hurrying in response to tihe impera* Sheet. You know that/ jtive summons, he said curtly: "Or- “Aud Jean? Are you going to der me a fresh horse round at once make her forfeit her rights, too?” I—-at once, mind- ’Yen .Harding to saddle Orlon, and to look sharp about it.” "Blaise”—^Lady Anne's obvious uneasiness had deepened to a .sharp anxiety—-“Blaise, what are you | ing to do ? What—what are in- the the ;g sound CHAPTER XXIX The Golden Hour fully justified Blaise’s his capabilities. As lie the that Feeling in his pockets it to her uips. “Drink some of that!” he said, ‘‘Don’t try to tell me anything yet.’ (To be Continued), INSURANCE ..... ............. ....... 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Rates in keeping with prevailing prices. Satisfaction as sured, twrite Oscar Klopp, Zurich, or phone 18-93, Zurich, Onf. < “She’ll find happiness—-somehow ■““•elsewhere. It would be a very short-lived affair with me”—^bitter ly. “After what has happened, it’s evident I’m not to bo trusted with a womari’s happiness,” There were sounds of arrival in the' afraid of? ■hall. Nick's voice could be heard; Issuing instructions about the be-- stowal of his fishing tackle. Lady’ go- you He locked her straight in the Tm afraid of just what you Lady J afraid of, madonna—<of the devil lot eye are $ $ & ■>>> »’•*•*i i,”* * ’*• £<u v.'V<r 1" ■ * q .r* * /’Christmas,- whether it be ashore or.afloat; as C, a season, looms almost aS largely on the horizon of Steamship Companies as on that of Santa Claus himself. 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