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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1913-04-04, Page 6y For Wcal or for Woc;, Or, A Dark Temptation CHAPTER XXIX,—(Cont'd) The . days were rolling steadily on, bringing the fatal 20th of the month near- er and nearer; it wanted now but a week to that eventful date, and tbie knowledge alanost crazed poor Gay. At last, in her frenzy, Gay flung herself at the asylum keeper's feet one day, cry- ing out to him that he must stop the in- tended marriage, which was to take place ou the 20th, for Percy Granville oould not marry—he had a living wife—she herself was his bride. The sneering laugh that followed this piteous recital made the blood almost freeze in leer veins, and her heart cease beating. "I refuee to interfere in Mies St. Claire's Private affairs," exclaimed the heartless, dark-browed doctor, impatiently, "1 re- fuse to deliver your message; besides," he answered, little raring whether his words would break a human heart or not, "as to Mr. Granville's being encumbered with a wife, the law would soon set him free from her, after it had once been proven she had been an inmate of an insane asylum. You will ever be able to trouble the happy pair -15'110 enters here leaves hone behind!'" Gay rose from her knees and stood be- fore him, and there was something in that desperate, beautiful face that made the man tremble almost in spite of himself. "You refuse to help me?" she said, in a strange, awful whisper; "answer me—yea or no?" "No, I will not help you," retorted the doctor; "you are foolish to ask it." "It was my last Hone," said Gay, pite- ously, "and it has failed me. You might have Paved a young life, but you refused. I could not live and know that my dar- ling had been won by another—better death than that," And before he could divine her inten- tions. Gay had seized from the toile of her hair a long, thin, silver pin, and had buried it to the hilt in her white breast. There was a hot spurt of erimeon life- blood, a sobbing cry of 'Percy! Perryl good -by!" then Gay fell face downward in a pool of blood at his feet. "Seel" cried the doctor, spring forward, "the girl has killed herself!" CHAPTER XXX. In an instant Dr. Ladeau was kneeling beside the prostrate figure and placed his hand over her heart; there was not even the faintest sign of pulsation. "She has killed herself," he reflected. "I never dreamed she had nerve enough for that." He caught her lip in his same and bore her into an adjoining room, hastily call- ing one of his attendants, Laying her down upon a settle, he pro- ceeded to make a hasty examination of the wound. Death resulted inetantaneouely, he de- cided, turning away with a muttered curse. what shall be done with the body, sir?" asked the attendant, pityingly putting back the matted hair from the marble - white face. Ladeau turned upon him fiercely, "What need to ask?" he demanded fierce- ; ly, "l'het's done with the Indies of ail who the here—it's to be sold to those sharks that are always on the lookout for them—the medicalto s dents of course. Have the light wagon at theid between eleven and twelve to -night. It "may ae well he delivered to -night as any other time, I suppose," he went on moodily, as he strode to the door, ilung it open, paseed out, and banged it to after him. "What a lovely little creature the girl was, anyhow," thought the attendant, as he, too, turned away with a sigh, "It seems a pity that she couldn't have been laid away peaceably to rest with her little white hands crossed over her breast. Ugh! why, I believe I'm growing as faint-heart- ed as a woman. I've done plenty such jobs for old Ladeau before, but I never have had such qualms of conscience over it. I suppose it's because this one is young and handeome." He drew a dark cloth over the rigid form to shut out the lovely face and star- ing eyes from hie gaze, and ehudderingly turned away. Night came on dark and starless, and as the last stroke of the eleven o'clock chimes died away .in the distant belfries, a dark wagon drew up before the private entrance to the asylum, and the rigid form of Little Gay, heavily shrouded in sable wrappings, was placed in It, The man caught up the reins with a nervous band, gave the horses a sharp cut with his whip, and the vehicle was soon whirling rapidly toward the heart of the great, wicked city. with ehiim to hold the horse,t had theuneitherof them spoke during the long drive. The trees of the long avenue moaned and writhed as they drove swiftly along, presaging a coming storm; lightning C flashed luridly through the dark heavens, mingled with the roar of thunder, and a heavy storm set in ere they reached their b destination. �. A dozen or more medical students were gathered around the dissecting -table, list- ening to the discourse of their professor upon some difficult operation in the eel- ence of surgery, wheu a peculiar double knock sounded on the panel door. An instant later the door opened to ad- mit the attendant, bearing a slender figure in his arms, around which was wrapped a long dark cloak. It never occurred to either the proleasor or the students to question this roan as to whence he came, or how or where he obtained the bodies which, in the great cause of science and humanity, they were obliged to prooure.as best they could. They paid a good price when one was brought them, and asked no questions. ""This way,"motioned the professor, an- noyed at the inopportune interruption. The man stepped forward, eap in hand, unwinding as he advanced the dark cloak from the slender form. some wretch's power, and—.attd— oh, I rear they leave murdered her," Mr. Remington soothed: her as best be could, declaring that he would put. the ease in the hands of the beet detectives in the pity forthwith and before twenty- four hours Gay's mysterious disappears ante should be unraveled. Money and eai11 combined would Yeca;bk wonders, he assured her. That afternoon he held a long- privake conversation with Evelyn St. Claire in the . library. Of coarse I do not wish to insinuate anything," she said, . raising her . pretty blonde face blushingly to the troubled face of the banker, "hut it really looks to me as though Gay had eloped." 'Impossible1cried Mr. Remington; frowning down the preposterous idea 'at. once, She interrupted him with a little laugh. findit "What so lhardstodone r peat' she does im- pressively. "If you knew her hietory you must know when she left Passaic, she eloped with the handeome, discarded ne- phew of the old general—handsome, reek less Harold Tremaine. He abandoned her; but love if m she t reassert itselto see f,mat d woman lihe ke she would leave all to fly to the ends the earth with her old lover, Why for a girl who could leave you so heart- lessly without one pang of regret?" A thrill of horror tingled through the heart of each young student as he gazed. The man bad brought them the most beautiful young girl they had ever be- held. Heaven forbid that the body of such a lovely creature should be sacrificed upon the altar of science! How bright and shining were the soft rings of golden hair lying like drifts of gold on the marble -white crow; how long and curling the dark lashes against the white velvety cheek; how small and dainty the little white hands, clinched so tight- horriblehthatter deatho should shave chosen such a beautiful victim! The storm outside had increased in fury —lightning flashed, and the mighty crash of the roaring, deafening thunder shook the building to its very foundation. As the attendant flung back the long, dark cloak, exposing the beautiful face to view, a vivid bolt of lightning struck the angle of the building, crushing through the masonry of the stone wall, shivering to atoms the receptacle upon which the lovely young girl had been placed. And in that moment, over the roar and havoc of the maddened elements, there was a loud hoarse cry from the professor as he sprung toward the rigid form half buried among the debris. Before we describe to our readers the thrilling scene which followed we must take them back to the mansion home of the Remingtons, and relate the ntrange events which were transpiring there. After the first week had parsed away and no letter had reached them from Gay, Mrs, Remington commenced growing un- easy—even her dl'eame at eight ,were troubled with vague apprehensions con- cerning Gay. The hanker laughed, ee men always do, over what he considered bis wife's foolish notions, Little Gay is all right," he declared cheerily; "no doubt her time is spent in such a round of parties and balls that she has not had time to drop you a note; give the child her own swing, my dear— she's all right, of course." But Mrs. Remington was not—thus ap- peased. Another week had rolled around, and there was no word from Little Gay, "If 7 do not get a letter to -morrow, I shall telegraph to Passaic to Gay to know the meaning of her eilenee," she declared at length. This second week of silence annoyed the banker quite as much as his wife, but, man -like, he was too stubborn to candidly admit it. One night the matter was brought to a startling climax. In the dead hour of the night Mre. Remington clutched her hus- band's arm with a terrible cry. In an instant the banker's eves were wide open, and he was reaching hurriedly for his revolver, taking it for granted, by his wife's cry of fright, and her attempts to speak, that there were certainly burg- lars in the room. It isn't that," she gasped, catching at his arm as she divined his thought. "I have had each a horrible dream—a vision," she declared vehemently, in a tone that awed him into silence in spite of the angry rejoinder that was on his lips at being aroused at that unseemly hour. "It was aboutLittle L the a G she added S. weeping- n ng- hystoricaIIy. "She appeared be- fore me as plainly as she ever did in her life. Her lovely face was white and wild, and her golden hair fell in matted, wild dieorder about it; there was a great wound in her white breast from which I could see the crimson blood oozing in great drops; the lovely, dark eyes were turned imploringly toward me, and she held out her little white hands, sobbing in an awful voice: "'Come to me, I am in great danger— I am in sore distress.' Gay home with me to-mmorrow,aic " de- clared, emphatically-. "You must not laugh at ins and call it woman's non- sense. I tell you I am greatly diatreased aout Little Gay." "Pshaw! .a dream's only a dream," com- mented the backer. "Go to eleep and don't let it trouble you. As to going to Passaic to -marrow, that would be the very height of absurdity; send a telegram, that will answer the purpose quite as well." "It was a warning," declared his wife, emphatically, "and I shall go to Passaic on the first train to -morrow morning." She shivered as she listened to the ter- rific warring of the storm outside, but she made up her mind that that should net deter her. So, despite the terrible storm which still 'ontinued next day, the banker was obliged to take hie wife to the depot, see - ng her depart on what he called her 'fool's errand." It was almost noon when a close carri- age dashed up the avenue to Evelyn St. 'laire's home. Who can that be, I wonder," thought the heiress, peering out curiously from ehind the lace draperies of the drawing - room window; "and in all this storm, She 'rhe was not kept in suspense long; a servant soon appeared with Mrs. Reming- ton's card; and 'a moment later that lady was uehered into the sumptuous drawing - room. Evelyn greeted her warmly, declaring herself delighted at this unexpected visit, adding in the same breath: "Why didn't you bring Gay with you?" "Clay," 'repeated Mrs. Remington, in blank bewilderment; "why, she is here, is site not?" "Sore!" echoed Miss St. Claire, opening her china -blue eyes very wide, as though she was greatly amazed at the queetion; dear me, no—what in the world made you think she was here, Mrs. Remington? I have not seen her since I parted from her that afternoon at the opera matinee —I took the five -twenty train for home. I sent you a note, you remember, explain- ing that I was called home suddenly." "But Gay—she came with you," gasped the poor lady, turning very white and sinking into the nearest seat. "Indeed you are quite mistaken," said Evelyn smoothly, and with pretended sur- prise. "I cannot imagine what gave you that impression. 2 have not seen Gay since I parted from her that afternoon at the opera; now that I think of it," she went on artfully, "I believe she did tell me of an engagement she had with a Young gentleman to visit a flower show, and else feared she would be quite late." Mre. Remington fell back in the cush- ioned chair in the wildest of hysterics; her izlcoherent cries as she called upon lie ream of Little Gay arousing the whole ous 1.o1ld. There's blood streaming from a wound in her breast!.'" she shrieked. "Ob, God! some one has murdered Little Gay!" Evelyn 11t. Claire was quite frightened at her work as she saw the etrange turn affairs were taking. A. doctor was summoned in all haste, and the banker was telegrapbed for; but by the time her husband reached Passaic, hie wife was restored to very near her natural self. Oh, my dear, my dear," she cried, springing to moot her husband, and bury- ing her white face oil his breast, "I knew somothing terrible had happened to Little Gay, my heart told me so, Oh, just think of it; while we were resting quietly at home, our tender little darling was in ne-temogis, It's the CLEANEST, srmeaus t, and anter HOME 5778, one can buy--Why-you don't oven have to knot -what KIND of Cloth your Coods are made of.. -So Mistakes are Tmposs!ble. Send for Trots Color Card, Story Booklet, and ntsok!et giving results of Dyeing over other colors. The SO55teSoreatic iARDSo CO., Limited, Mont, on!, Canada. CHAPTER XXXI. The banker was certainly astounded he construction the *sirens, whom he had quite believed to be 'Little Gay's bosom gleed, put upon the mysterious disappear He stared at the beauty:, aghast, "Great Heaven!" he thought, "how eager one woman appears to be to spread a scandalous report about another at the least opportunity.' Ile scouted the notion straightway; still the evil seed of distrust had sank deep into his heart, as Evelyn St. Claire knew it tvould. She bade the banker and his wife adieu. with a very sympathetic face, trusting that they would soon find Gay through the aid of the great detective in whose; hands they intended to place the ranter/. ous affair. The fools!" muttered Evelyn St. Claire, contemptuously, as she watched their cartheroadhidmIt from porch "Let them get their great detective to trail down the missing Gave he will never find her; I have covered up every trace too carefully for that. I defy them to discover her within the walls of the old asylum, even if they were to search through it by chance. There's so many secret 'vaults aold place recesses which sshe"could t be che oncealed until the storm blew over. But, pshaw! why should I allow myself to think over it, or let it worry me a single instant?. That is the last place in the world they would think of searching for her." She turned and ran lightly up the grand staircase, the mocking smile still on her crimson lips. 'Only five days now until my wedding - morn,' she murmured; with sparkling eyes and beating heart, as she entered her boudoir where Avice, her maid, was bending over a great box full of wedding finery; "only five days more and I will be Percy's wife. Ali, if Percy were not so cold a lover!" she sighed wistfully. "Still I would rather be his wife, though he hated me, than bo the bride of any other man though ho adored Inc to distraction, "S wish to goodness I had openly as. Tre aine,' Gay thou ht d eloped her .minhdl Harold ring to the guests who had just ;left. "If. it wore to be done over again I would tell them that. • a IC gold le 'n a Europe; e po- p doubt he will never come back here e again;lid-" would never know of it. But I must not allow my thoughts to dwell upon- hares . sing subjects," she thought, shaking' back her blonde curls, "for Percy - is coming this evening and he must find me all smiles, not frowns. He has been here poly twice during the last fortnight," she mur- mured, twistiug the magnificent engage- ment -ring she wore thoughtfully about with her slender white fingers; "even my servants notice how cold a lover be is." If she had but known how wretchedly Percy Granville had passed those two weeks, she would not have wondered that he was so cold a lover. The rain was over at last, and the set- ting sun peeped out. She caught up her garden -hat and strolled out of the house and into the garden toward the western gate. Percy always came that way; she would go there and watch for him, Once he had said that she matte a pretty pared m standing among the roses with the sunlight drifting through the green brandies upon her golden head. She liked to remember that. tat d tame. "cars Leisurely enough she strolled down the broad paved walk until she reached the high arched gate Some one was standing near by—a man in dusty traveling clothes, leaning hip el- bows on the picket -fence, evidently ad- miring the !lowering shrubs and broad leaves of the garden. Evelyn turned her head away impatient- 1elmdid not fanny au eyewitness to ' mooting with her lover, ne moment the man's eyes rested on the haughty beauty carelessly enough, then he sprung forward with outstretclierl heads, a cry of joy falling from his lips. "You!" ho cried. "Great Heaven! can it be possible the one hope of any life is rea- lized --I have run across you ax last?" - Evelyn St. Claire etared at the shabby stranger in ill-oonoealed anger, drawing her slender form up to its fullest height. She had a dim consciousness she had met a person with just such a fade some- where before, but where or when, or who he could possibly be, she could not im- agine. Evelyn St, Claire's white brow pucker- ed into an angry frown. "what do you mean?" she exclaimed haughtily, "I do not know you. If you attempt to enter this gate, I shall sum- mon my servants to throw you from the garden!" the man's face darkened, "You once knelt at my feet and sued for a great favor, my lady." he replied harsh- ly. "You told me, if I would grant that for which you pleaded, my face would be engraven forever upon your heart. You bewitched me, you charmed me with your fatally -beautiful faoe, and you won me over, even though my better judgment would have held inc back. Look into my face and see if you do not kuow met" he cried, and then pushed the broad-briinmed hat back from his flushed, excited face. Even while he was speaking remem- brance came back to Evelyn St. Claire like a shock of doom. (To be continued,) ►A Umbrellas for Warships. 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