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HomeMy WebLinkAboutExeter Times, 1907-06-20, Page 64 .p♦ 1 sadly. "But EU try to endure to ttN 'There you are wrong. To have • � � 10NIi0NlOEt/jOfI�OE.�OE� ! end." "1 daresay there were faults on both sklee," said Lady Eustace. 9 daresay Cecil dint atilt the poor man and that is a fatal fault. She was very cold, you know—very unsophisticated, not a t'it the woman of the world about her. Just the very person to bore a man A Loveless Marri C ; A I'IATTER OF EXCHANGE. 4-0-40+0+0+-0 +-0 +0+0+ 0+ 04-0 +04 04 + E40+0+0+0+0+0 gotten; it is deattil,•.ss, it will surely Lring us together ag.li.n." She shook her head. "Be wise.'," she said, Sea the end as I do." "There shall be no end," cried he, passionately. "And yet it has come," saki she, with a heavy sigh. "It is here, to -day, now." "Say rather ttte beginning of a new life," said he. "True, but apart," returned she. She made a faint gesture as though to dis- miss hint. "I may write?" asked he, eagerly. "No." The nysnosyllable fell from her softly, but finally. "In time, when months haves gone by, you will permit rile to coupe to you, to " "No, no," cried she, feverishly this time. "You must not. I forbid it. The very thought is horrible. Ott! cannot you see that it is torture even to speak to you now. Go. Go, 1 entreat you." "Good-bye," said he, slowly. She turned abruptly from him, her face buried in her hands, and so with- eut a word, a glance, a touch of her ccld, slender fingers, he left her. CHAVIEll XXXVIL—;Continued). He gave her none, however. flow iseuld lie tall her that he, too, would try to forget, when tie knew that every Leat of his heart would be fur her, and her alone, until they too should naet again? And how tell her that, either? To speak a single ward bordering upon Love, or loners' vows, would, he felt Le a desecration of this (tour, in which her mind esus !filled with memories, how- ever bitter, of that dead ratan who had been her husband. Silence was all that was left to flim. But silence some- times is golden. Perhaps she read in ht. eyes what his tongue dared not ut- *er. At all events, she refrained from fur- ther question. Her eyes fell before his, and with nervous fingers she pushed back the hair rem her forehead. "sty visit has been a long one, I think," said he, making the ordinary movement to go. "If Dorothy travels with you, she will, perhaps from time k time, let me know Row you and she are getting on, Good-bye." Ile held out his hand. "A moment," entreated she. She seemed quite unstrung now, and moved a chuir out of her way with the jerky manner of one preparing for an effort almost beyond her. "Mien you carne, you said there was something you want- ed to say to Inc Well -1 —" She stammered and grew silent. "Just now you asked me to niake you a prornise," she went on presently, as if to gain time. "Why?" "Because I feared your thoughts (1 me at present. Because I believed you might teach yourself to think hard things of me." "Hard things! Ohl if you only knew," cried she. All her coolness forsook her. The deepest self-reproach betrayed It- self on her face. "Perhaps I shall never see you again," she went on hurriedly. "Indeed, when I tell you what f now must, I feel you will never want to see me again. Yet say it f will, and to you who have been my kindest friend. 11 weighs on tne, It makes me feel guil- ty towards you." She moved away from him and went over to the fireplace and stood there with averted face, and her 'tenths clasped behind her in a nervous grip. `There was a time," she said, very low; "I don't know how long ago—some hours perhaps—an awful time, when in shy secret soul I believed you guilty of being the murderer cf Francis!" She ceased and stood there motion- less, scarcely hreathiog, waiting for what he might say. but he said nothing. Presently she looked around to find him in the same spot, his eyes bent upon the ground. Ile looked grave and sad. "Ohl you will never forgive me," she said. She bent towards hirn, then stepped a'zruptty, as if afraid to go farther. "it came to me," she said remorseful- ly. "I couldn't help it. Not that that is nlry cxcue. it seemed to cry itself (lam i tit rroy CON all those miserable hour',, until 1 thought I should have gone toad. sty only \veender now is alai 1 didn't. No, I cannot hope fur your forgiveness." "Cecil!' cried he. "It is you who have t(' forgive." She drew back a little as she saw his haggard face. and instinc- ti,ely put ftp her hand. \Vhat other evil thing wit.; shout to befall her? ",\s you slurred against me, so did I sin against you. But surely my sin was the greater. 'i'o doubt you, you poor childt! Look al these little hands." lie to, ok ane. liflel i1 up and dropped it gently. "Good heavens! l must have '9t en out ds[ my senses, but---. You re- member all your said that day. That day. about your cerlainly that he well w.' deed net call that to mind new. limit you said strange things that day. mit' ut youar' certainty that tie would die soon. 11 all came back to me, each iteral Feentedl birrrkd into miry brain and I told thyself that in n moment of despair, madness --oh! surely pardon- able—) ou had lifted up your hared against him. It was a vile suspicion. but I have suffered for it." Ila was watching her nnxieusly, end new alerted at the change that carne over her. If her expression of melan- choly deepened. still there grew with i! a touch of passionate relief. A slew flush mounted to her forehead and her eyes fillet' with tears. She drew closer 4' hint, and voluntarily lard her stand in his. "tk, not be distressed because of it," she said mournfully. "I am glad yen men 11'lievcd, 11 seems to lighten my own harden. Now, you cannot altogether condemn roe. 'tilery, we part as friends." "For a time," said he, something to her eyes sending the blood -chill to his ire ,rri. "For ever, i think. Something tells nie we shalt seee each other no snore. And it is better so. There is that he - Noon us That " Her voice died away. "I will not believe it," said he in a low. unsteady tnne. 'There has reen that between us that can never le for - CHAPTER XXXVIII. "Well, after all, you know," said Lady Bessy, comfortably, "It was about as satisfactory a thing as could have hap- pened." She lay back in her Lounging chair, her yellow hair making a charm- ing contrast against the olive-green vel- vet behind her. She spoke confidentially, in the low lazy tone of one who is growing almost too warm, and cast a languid, yet inter- ested, glance at her two companions. Lady Eustace returned the look in kind, but Mr. Blair, who was diligently try- ing to make still more unbearable a the of pine logs that was already hot enough to roast a salamander, let the log he was holding drop, and turned on her a face full of mournful con- sternation. "Well," said he. "you are the first person f ever heard call a murder sat- isfactory. You are growing right down blood -thirsty. The Irish patriots aren't in It with you." "Don't try to be sillier than usual," said Lady Bessy, with fine contempt. "You know very well what I mean; as it Wes decreed that that poor creature was to beer—" "Removed?" suggested Mr. Blair. "Quite so; that will .do. As he was to be done away with, 1 can't help see- ing what it good thing it was for that poor little wife of his, and Hilary." "i can see. 1 can quite understand.' saki Lady Bustace with her usual ani- mation. "That unfortunate little wo- man. I believe she didn't dare call her soul her own. And one could see that she and Hilary were terribly in love with each other. Really If things had gone like that much longer, one----" "['nim!! Not a bit of it." said Lady who was--er—rather wanting in refine- ment, like tbat much to be pitted Vere- ker." "1t is really only just% to think all that," said Lady Bessy. "Now in other hands ---strong hands --who can say what that man would have been? Quite another being, no doubtl As you say, affinity Itas.so much to do with mar- ried happiness." Here Mr. Eclair made a sound that was like a grunt of disapproval, and that instantly drew fuur eyes upon hits. Four severe eyes. "What do you think?" asked Lady Eustace. "What was your opinion e t that poor murdered creature's inward state'.' Might he have been redeemed, elr: with the help of a more powerful spirit?" "I thought him a regutar sweep," re- turned Mr. Blair calmly; "as black a one as ever 1 met. And as to spirits, 1 wouldn't mention that word in con- nection with him if I were you. It re- calls unpleasant memories. 'I'o my way o! thinking, tie had more of them than was good for hint whilst amongst us; and I can't bee that they redeemed him Much." Lady Bessy regarded him with a ju- dicial eye. Was he laughing? "The man is dead!" she said sternly. "Certainly. If he isn't, he ought to be," returned Mr. Blair mildly. "We have heard a good deal about his de- mise up to this. \Ve`havo indeed been considerably bored by very nasty de- tails. It would be unpardonable if he were now to reappear and change our joy into mourning." "One shouldn't abuse the dead," said Lady Bessy. "Why not?" demanded he impartial- ly. "It is in my opinion, less treason- able than exalting a defunct sinner in- to a saint. You are now preparing to cry up Vereker, wird was, well---. I you must do that sort of thing, why not take up Black Sandy and canonize him?" "You are in a horrid temper," said Lady Bessy, "just because you have been disappointed in one day's shoot- ing. So like a man! So selfish! As to that wretched creature whose name Just now passed your ' lips, pray never mention him In my presence again. It makes my flesh creep." "it was such a pity," said Lady Eu- stace dreamily. "Such a loss to tae. I shall always feel as if I had been done out of a good thing." As this was a propos of nothing that went before, Lady Bessy and Blair gave up their quarrel to join in a mu- tual stare at Lady Eustace. "What was the loss " asked Lady Bessy at last. "Ohl my dear, I'm sure you must understand," said Lady Eustace plain- tively. "Why, that dreadful gipsy crea- ture dying so immediately after the event. 1 have. always desired so great- ly io see a real live murderer, close; and here was an opportunity given, such as 1 should never have dared to hope for. Of course I could manage it in town, but those courts are horrid; and. besides, the criminal is always so Ledged round, don't you know. Now Isere, I daresay, I could have got quite near to him. I might even have been happy enough to exchange a word c.r two with him. Such a chnitcel And all thrown away because of his stupidity.' "So much copy gone," said Mr. Blair sympathetically. Bessy, shutting up her red fan with a "Yes, }'es! You see it as 1 do. It is little crash. "Things would have been really essential that i should make my - the snnm with them a hundred years self acquainted with all classes, and here was a specimen, fresh, straight from the act, as it were—with Cain's brand burning brightly nn his fore- head. No time for It to fade. Really it is very disheartening." "You are worse titan tkibl,y!" ex- claimed I.ndv Ressy, with n shudder. "For Heaven's sake cease such ghoulish tr,lk. f shall dream all night of'horrors 11 you conthntie it. i'or to}' part 1 would run a hundred miles rather than sec or speak to an assassin of nny sort. No, no, not another word. My nerves are quite unstrung a.s it is If you bring Lack that odious scene to pny mind, 1 skate be obliged to pull lip slicks grad away to the far west pike Cecil." "Mrs. Vereker has only gone AS far as Naples, as yet," said Blair; "at least, Fe 1 hear." "For once you have a tree story. I had a line from Dorothy this morning. Cecil is better, and a degree more cheerful. Two months no v -a -days. you knew. is quite a long time. so 1 dare- say tike is beginning to forget." "Will pilary go and see her on his way to Egypt?' "1 fancy not. There is something reysterious about that. ile almost rid - milted to me that Cecil had forbidden him to visit her." "Ah! yes. One can see the heart workings there," sail Lady i:uslace, growing interested. "I.. should like to he near her new, to study her, to see clay by day the development of--" "You'll end in an asylum if you go on like !his," interrupted lady Messy t0nceremibniously, "Rt ally. we shall ell grow to be mere 'specimens' in your eyes Were long." "May the saints keep me from blos- soming into a popular author." ejacu- Inted Mr. Blair piously. hence, as they were a month ago, but for that. terrible gipsy person. You rare not as good a reader of ehnracter (,e ydsu nught to be, if you couldn't see that Cecil Vereker was the last person in tate world to--er—nrake a fool cf Herself." "She inaale a fool of herself w lien she married Vereker," snld T.ady Eustace. rather shortly, who didn't like hong accusal of want of mental insight. To be considered a keen student of human nature was Ler great desire. "it was her /ether that tnade a fool ' f her there," said Lady Bessy. "She was only a baby et the time. A little unfledged thing. Whet could she know of men. or their treachery, and cruelly, end wickcdt;ess." "\\'hat do you know of them?" do - !minded Mr. Illair. ile had subsided int n chair now, and was gazing pen- sively at the liable (if extremely distress- ing) edifice he had erected in the grate. It was now blazing half -way up the chimney. and threatened ev'dry mo:hent to set the house afire. "Tex/ much," retorted i.ady Bessy, sententiously. "More shame for you!" said he. "Eh?" said she. with all the air of one who refuses to credit the evidence of her own ears. "Surest s:gra of a born coquette 1.s to to well up in the faults and tunings of the ether sex," saki he. undisturbed. "See %shill a lot she trust knew about them to be able taus to girt) an open opinion." i adv Bossy stared at him. "iuu are very rutile." said she. "eo they often tell me," returned he, gazing placidly into the fire. "Your iireiet worth nn argument." re - tette.' she. after another prolonged Itathc e at trtrtl, ttttge.t with indignation. "And as for that unfortuntle Francis Vereker. i don't believe, after all, re wn: half es toad as runny otter men, i know. "It is an nt1warransabie attnek Anal "You needn't be nervous about it," s;iid Lady Itessy, who hadn't Its yet fo)r- g '.. n lo►rn. "I daresay this fad of (:e- ci!'s won't last long. 1 know in her begirt she is very deeply attached to 1 stand alone," murmured Mr. [flair, ltilnr}'. indeed, their deotion to each other was n thing to see." "Welt, hardly --whilst the husband tens alive," said Illair. "Yes. at any lime," defintteiy. "Wal, honest, earnest mffeclien," with deep stress on each adjective, "is always a charming thing to witness. 1 hope mat- ters will end well for those two. Hi- lary adores her, and she is quite tine dearest little thing. I should nitngether welcome her as a sister. She, pen- sively, "is extremely rich, end there is something a little cold, a little special about her. that will make her the rage of the season- whenever she dogs ap- pear." "1 shouldn't tlh'nk St. John Wnmrt,l care about that," s u l Illair, nurser, lhoz knee. 440440044404044a4 That hacking cough continues Because your system is exhausted and your powers of resistance weakened. Take Scott',s EmuT cion. It builds up and strengthens your entire system. It contains Cod Liver Oil and Hopheephites Ido prepared that it is easy to take and easy is digest. ALL DRUGGISTS* roma AND $1As dowdy, an uninteresting woman for et wife, pleases no man. Besides. as 1 say, there is a _tittle touch of hauteur about her that will repel whilst it ate tracts. She Is like the church—or per- haps unlike it.—in that she is as bate as she can be." "When does she return'" "That Is what no one knows. Not for ever so long, 1 believe. Dorothy is to be married in April, and after that I hope Cecil will fuel lonely, and begin to long for home and—Hilary." "Are you ever lonely?" demanded Mr. Blair, suddenly, looking up at her. "1? No! \\'lly?" "1t occurred to me that if you were, you might begin to long for home and---" "paha«•!' said Lady Bessy, ruing. (To be Gontinued.) r T JARGON JURYMEN JIB AT '1 HEY WRESTLE WITII JAW -BREAK- ING WORDS. Ilave to Face Ates► --Striking Phrases — Physicians Dislike to Translate Their Evidence. At a recent inquest the following dia- legue took place: — "V'here was he struck by the motor- car?" asked the coroner. Ths Great Essentials of an Automobile To Withstand Wear. Power to Move. To itetain the Original Lustre. Power lo Keep !Jovial. To Ride Comfortably. Power to Stop. THAT iia --the ability with ease and comfort to take any road, rough or smooth, level or steep, sandy or muddy, and come back to each day's work fresb and strong as at the outset. 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Here the foreman and said: -- "As many of the jurymen are familiar with London, I should be glad if the exact locality could be pointed out on the neap. The doctor's scientific language baffled him. And no wonder. Much of the technical language employed by doctors and lawyers Is quite unintelligible to the lay mind. Who could accuse an aver- age British jury of ignorance for failing to understand, as they did a few days ago, that a lady suffering from "a dis- telr'bed or congenitally defective condi- bon of the cerehal substance, resolving in partial suspension of inhibitory in- fluence," was, in common parlance, hysterical? Yet the doctor got quite annoyed when asked to translate it in- to English. As soon as a physician crates into cnurt the jury gets restless, says Pearson's Weekly. FORMIDABLE PHRASES. And, after all, there is something awe -striking in these formidable phras- e:: If a friend met you and told you that your mutual acquaintance Jones was suffering from cephhalagta, induc- e•t by temporary menial aberration con- sequent on neurotic mina, produced ay excessive alcoholic absorption, you might waste a good deal of genuine sympathy ►>efore you realized that the complaint was merely a headache from Imbibing loo freely. A practice, it may be said. liable to produce a manifesta- tion of tete lithic acid diathesis, or, in other words, gout. Should a little difference with a "pal" re'ult in a black eye, you would rasher jtunp at the idea of explaining that )our absence from business was owing to a temporary Local discoloration of the pigmentation of the subcutaneous cellular tissue in the region surrounding the orbit. It w01114.1 alnfOSt deserve a note of sympathy from the "governur." MERE FLEA IIITE. An accident due to a conglonlery of extraneous Insert gOseems particles in suspension in the atmosphere is a scien- tific wav of saying caused by fag. You of the jury rose Limited, Australia. BREEDING ANIMALS. A feature in breeding live stock is the temptation which constantly menaces the breeder to sell his best animals. The trend of public demand is for the best, and as animals of extra quality will command nearly double that of inferior grades, the breeder is constantly tempted to sell the tops of his flocks and herds. This is particularly the case in breeding horses. The buyer when ho visits the farm is attracted by the better itnimal and bids an attractive price for it, while the stock of common quality is neglected. Perhaps with the breeder he is compelled to lose the opportunity of sale or else part with the best horse on the farm. In the improvement of all classes of lit'n stock only the hest animals should he retained for breeding purposes. While a good sire will irnpart extra qual- ity to his progeny it is conceded that the dem has mach to do in governing the quality of the foal. It is an unwise policy to place all the burden of impmsnhent cin the sire and condemn the stallion if the foals out of ordinary mares are not of superior quality. In the era of low prices farmers made the mietake of sell- ing their best mares for commercial use or export and find thennsehvas handi- capped .now when values have reached the highest level in the history of the industry. Consumers want the best horses that methodical breeding can produce, and the fnrmer to supply this demand /inlet retain his bast mares for breeding pur- peses. It is bad econt,rny to :sell the best mare on the farm, von at a strong price, for if stinted to a good sire she relight express your contempt of a thing will reproduce herself in her preegehy, by exclaiming, "It is a mere flea bite!" and in a few years the farmer will have The scientist would say it was mereiy several good horses for sale as against an acute incision of the cuticle pro- none if he retains inferior animals for diked by the ravaging prolx�sis of ire parasitological pulcx irritans. Just t as he might request that n little of the netlecul.or combination of the hydrogene- eirs element with oxygen he added to Ins twhiskey.iskey, instead of saying. "please pas; the water." No wonder people ad- vccale the simple life. Some people lake a positive delight in wasting their breath in the use of words n yard long to express an ihi�a f of whi�oh inches would have been suffi- cient; het in speaking it does not per- haps shatter so much. However, when it wrier in a newspaper or periodical hikes it inter his 110811 10 (10 the sante, the consedptre•nces are disastrous tel the I r dos of els readers. and it is to t.e t.•: ped that ninny writers of to -day will wake up to thio fuel. EVE1I Tri l'11:1TE? When sprinting for time early morning train do von ever litiibale, or stumblee r suffer from intercostal neuralgia, otherwise tate stitch?' You perhaps don't renlsze that a Scratch is an acute nl.rasien def the cuticular surface. stir- rouneled by it c►'nss;trnenlurn: that a (.',ugh is an abrupt. forcible. expiration I'receeeledt by contrnetien of the glottis during irritation of the respiratory sur- face; and that when your hands are :zo numbed you have to band them against your body you are suffering from partial icchnemia of the manual extre- mities. Nice, isn't it? Don't contradict the doctor when toe telis you that nfter oppression at the e',Igastric region. du© to excessive nl- trog(ne'orIs intake, yeti art npt to ex- hibit a reflex pheti�,rnenen stimulating the Plagued collagen et the temporal masseter mei internal pheryg,' td muc- r'.ec of the lower Ow,. All he means is that oyer -easings ns Ire rpuen!ly followed t y Ills of yawning. Nitr•,genntas intake was n011111ly used to represent the word trod in n newspaper article which ap- pettre,l '.est week. THiNK 'rltl: