HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1913-11-28, Page 6Her Great Love;
- Or, A Struggle For a Heart
O11APTE11, XXVII,
"Be thio time to -morrow you will have
tat sod many miles between you and
a that tact 'ardent lover of yours, my dear,"
he said.
He called a cab, and, olceely veiled, she
entered and •wa driven off.
2.8 she passed from the house to the cab,
Trevor Dame round the• corner. He eaw
her and recognized her, and he stood still
for a moment, with astoniehment. Then
he went on tothe house and knocked,
"Is elm Dalton at home?" he aeked, as
coolly as he could.
"Yee, sir," replied the French maid,
blandly: but, madame is Confined to her
room with a bad headache."
She saw hixn wince and start, saw the
blood leave his face slowly.
' I'm sorry," he said, curtly. "Tell her—
But never mind. Good -night, Marie."
He went down the steps and walked a
few palete Then he ran. The cab was
etill iu sight. At the end of the street he
hailed, and jumped into a hansom.
of eighiff you at n.' he Followdit, and m nd
You don't lose sight of it!"
Ho crushed an oath betnveen� his teeth.
Gaunt stood with his back to the dear
which he had closed on Deeima—and waft-
ed. lee heard the frou-frou of a woman's
dx'ees; the other door opened, there came
the faint perfume which he remembered
>;o well and loathed so bitterly, and the
woman, his -wife, entered.
The lamp was low, and shaded by a deep
crimson shade, the firelight flickered. In
the faint light she did not in the first mo-
ment or two of her entrance see him. She
moved tohe
t fire, carefully threw back
the hood of her fur cape, and held out
her hands to the fire; and he, motionless
and in silence, watched her.
He had once loved. or persuaded himself
that he had loved, this woman. IIe could
have laughed aleed with bitter self-soorn
and mo<'kery.
She warmed her hands dainty, ttlanced
at the clerk, yawned, put up her hands to
emooth the hair which the hood had ruf-
fled, then turned and louked round the
room, and --saw him.
For a moment she did not recognize him,
and uttered a faint cry of surprise. Then
with a shriller. though strangely repressed
ery, she moved toward him, her head pro-
jected, her eyes fixed on him. She looked
as she moved, like an exquisitely beautiful
snake. Sho woe within a couple of paces
before the worde—
"It ie you!" broke from her parted lips.
Gaunt, white and rigid, made a gesture
of assent.
"Yes," he said. "Why are you here?"
She drew a long breath, as if she were
choking, then she came nearer, and stared
at.him as she broke into a laugh—a laugh
of triumph, of derision,
"It is you!" she repeated. "You—my
huebandl Well— It'e too good to be true!
You—you here! Row did you come? Why?"
She looked round the room, ae if amazed
and •perplexed, and then back at him. Baer
beautiful face flushed beneath the paint;
her eyes shone like stars within the ar-
tistically drawn shadows. It was the fate
of a mask suddenly, hideously endued
with life.
e'Thie is my : ]tome—my rooms," he eaid-
His own voice seemed' to him as if it be-
longed to some ens speaking at a great
distance.
Yeats -a sere ,' a t' she repeated, dui -
lee • Then her eye glittered, and she laugh.
ed- "Yours! Then—thea—you are Lord.
Gaunt?"
• I am Lord Gaunt --yea," he eaid, ae
'daily and meeha,niea:ly as before.
She put ger hand to her forehead and
then to her throat, ne if her thoughts that
were crowdiug on her were suffocating her.
You are Lord Gaunt! These rooms are
yours! Yon are a nobleman—a swell—and
my husband!"
Yes," he said in exactly the same life-
less tone, "I am your husband,"
She Leaned againet the back of a chair
and breathed heavily, then she laughed,
'I have found you—found you at last!
And you are Lord Gaunt! And I am—yes,
I must be. of oounse—Lady Gaunt! Lady
Gaunt! Well, this was worth living fort'
"It ie worth living for!" she repeated.
with a oboking laugh. "To think of it!"
She snatched up a book from the small
table near her, and dashed her hand on
the inner cover, which bore his book -plate
with its coat of arms above his name and
title. "To think that I knew you were
the owner here, that Iv'e seen your name
in all these books, and never knew, never
guessed—"
She paused, breathless with excitement
and triumph. Her voice, usually so mu-
eical, was thiok and vulgar, the vulgarity
of a common nature bursting through the
thin coating of veneer, and she was at
that moment, for all her beauty and
grace, a virago of the worst type ae she
confronted him.
Gaunt, stood quite still, flit eyes fixed on
her with the calmness of despair, the int.
Passivity of disgust.
"Why did you leave xne?" elle demanded,
stridently. "Why did you do It?"
"Can you ask?" he said, very quietly,
"Do you think it was possible for me to
remain with you when I die; evered--what
you were, what and who it was I had
married?"
The reply infuriated her, She took a •
seep toward him, and etared into his face
with the passion of hate burning in her
black eyee. xn
"You deserted me!"
•
"I left you, yes,"" he said, as calmly 'as
before;°"but deserted—in the strict. legal
sense—no. I provided for yo}t.—"
"A beggarly allowance. You • married
me in a false name!"
"No," he said again,, with a touch of
weariness in his voice. "Edward Barnard.
are -two of my names, 1 concealed , my
family name and title; yes, that is time.
I must have bad some presentiment—of
what you were."
She flung her arms out,
"The law will reach you, punish you!'
she hissed.
Be made a slight gesture of indicter•
encs.
"You cannot get rid of me!" she ex-
claimed, with an air of triumph„ "You
can not divorce me! You would if you
could!"
e No," he said in exact'y the same tone.
It was as if he were confronting the pas-
sion with the calmness of despair, the in-
difference of the rock to the howling wave
which beat agairet it in vain. "Do what
you will. I ehonld not seek for a divorce.
I am content to suffer anything rather
than bring shame and disgrace upon the
name I bear,"
You can bring no charge against me!"
she said, defiantly.
He made a gesture of assent.
"I am glad," he said, with a sigh. "I.
left you because I discovered what you
were before I married yeti. Be silent a
moment!" for she had opened her lips ae
if about to protest, retort. "'Put y'our'self
in my place. 1 loved you, deeming you
all that a girl should be, a all that wo-
man man should be who takes the name of en
honest man. I found-- Ah, why should 1
tell you? You know."
She flung herself into a chair, and lean-
ing her face on her hand, looked up at
him with a mixture of defiance and
hatred.
"What eke could I do hut leave you?"
he said. "What other courre wee .:pen to
a man of boner when he had demovered
that he had married -:nn adventurer;; of
the worst, the vilest type ? God knows, 1
loved you--"
She laughed diecordant'y,
"Not you," she retorted.
"Yee." he said, as calin'y ns before:. "I
loved yon, Why el,'e ...Should I have mar-
ried you? I should hart loved you to the
erd, while life lasted, if 1' had not learned
what you had been. Even thea I would
have fought that terrible kilowiedgo and
--and remained with you, if I had not
learned also that yon were without a
heart, that you bed married me for a
place in the wnr'd -for money."
He paused . and looked gravely at her.
All the while lie had baen tacking to her,
looking at her, he had been thinking of
Decima; had been coatraeting this wo-
man, his wife, the adventuress with her
vile past, contrasting her with the pure -
minded girl who hrd just left him. It was
as if an angel of light had flown from hie
Bide and a fiend in woman's shape hadtaken her place. Isis heart felt numbed
with the misery of despair, with the utter
hopelessness of the eituation.
It was as if he had been suddenly awak-
ened from an exquisite dream of blies to
find. that his hours were numbered; or,
worse still, that the rett of his days were
to be spent in a darkncrs and anguish be-
yond words to deecribe,
bile hand touched the key of the door
behind him, and, half mechanically, he
locked it and shoved to the flre place and
looked at )ter again.
"I am sorry that you have compelled mo
to eay all this." ho said, with a courtesy
more galling than any vitnperatlon, any
reproach, would have been. "Will you
tell me what. having found mo, you in-
tend to do? 1 suplroso you and your bro-
ther have made some plane."
She rain=ed her eyes euddon'y.
"Did Morgan know who you were, that
you lived bre?" she denraxided-
Gaunt looked faintly eurprieed,
"Yes," he eaid, quietly. "Was it net he
wbo betrayed me? It would be like bim,
worthy of him. I did not bribe him heav'
fly enough, I suppose."
You --you bribed him? Then he knew
all the time, and kept it from me. Hept
it from me all the while he was pretend.
ing to look for you."
Yee," said Gaunt, indifferently; for
what did it matter now? "I bribed him,
es you put it. I paid him to keep the se-
eret of my identity. He discovered it."
She eprung to her feet.
"You are a pretty pair!" site exclaimed,
with a hard laugh. So he has been tak-
ing money to—to help rob me of my
rights! Oh, I'll be even with him!"
I have 110 doubt you will," said Gaunt,
'wearily. "But may I ask you to answer
my question, what do you intend to der
What am I going to do?" she said,
mockingly, tauntingly. "Can you ask?
I am going to have my rights! I am ere-
ing to live With you!"
He made a slight gesture of dissent.
"You can not do that," lie said, gravely.
'I could not live. with yew'-'
"You can't help it!" rhe snide jeeringly.
'The law le on my side, and it ehall help
me. Tel go to maw. I will go to a solicit-
or directly I leave here. lee shall claim
y right 1* have your name—my proper
name—Lady Gaunt."
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said, with perfect calm.
"No; and I mean to hold you,'too," ebe
said, defiantly, gloatingly. "Where a line
band is, there a wife has a right to be.
You can't cast me off, and you shall not!
I'll have my .title, and—and half your
money!"
"Ale yes," he said, almost to himself.
"Yea; and I'll go into the world, the so-
ciety my rank is entitled to, and I'll go
as your wife, by your side. You shall take
me and introduce me to all your relations
and friende." -
He smiled bitterly, coolly; and the smile
seemed to madden her,
"You refuse?" she said.
"I refuse, yes," he said, grimly, "You
may have all else you demand, The title,
the money—far more than half of that
which belongs to me, but no more. Iould
not face the world by your side."
She laughed stridently.
"C,ould you not? We will see! The leer
will help me. I will avail myself of it. I
will enter an action—compel your yea,
compel you toackneeeed
ge me and lino
with me,"
"Yon can not," he said, as if he were
stating a simple raft, "I leave England
in a few hours; I shall be beyond the
:each of even your malice."
She sprung from the chair, upsetting It
,n her violence, and it fell against the
050
And you can't compel mel I am your
wife—your wife! It's that other woman
who is hiding here, the other—"
She uttered a word that can not be writ-
ten, and as it otr'uck his ears, Gaunt rais-
ed his band as if to silonee her mocking,
taunting lite- Then the hand fell to his
eide, and he said, hoarsely:
"If you will not go, I will! Stay Where
You are! Do net attempt to follow me!
I—I can not ansrver for myself!"
Ile strode to the door and unlocked it,
and looked at her for a moment.
"Go!" she cried, with a strident laugh;
"go to her, I eay! This place is urine—
mine! I am you; wife! As for her—
Shame and disgrace. You shall have
enough of it—both of you—and to spare.
Gaunt took up his hat. passed into the
inner room, locking the door as he did
so. He looked round wildly. The room
was empty. Decima was net there.
Hie brain was in a whirl.; he scarcely
knew where he vrae, what he was doing
Ali his thoughts were of Deeima—to get
out h r
eofthe piece, ace out of reach of the
demon he `had just left,
He looked round. the room again. Her
hat and jacket were not there. He went
hurriedly into the next room—a hath and
dressing -room. She was not there, nor
was there any trace of her. The room lid•
joining was a kind of "den" in which he
;mail table, overturning it. • kept his guns and fishing-tackle—a baehel-
It. came to the ground with a crash., and
the brie -a -bran was strewn upon the floor.
As she thee to her feet she uttered a
ere, a cry like that of a wild beast balked
f its revenge.
Gaunt looked at the overturned table
end aurins indifferently. A knock came
at the door. calm enough until the last moment or
"Did you call, sir," asked the maid out-
side. two; but now his heart was beating fu -
"No," said Gaunt; and she 'went ew:rye riously, and he was all of a shake, But
"Take tare!" egad Lairs, Iroareely, as it was because he was thinking of Decline.
elle pushed the ]lair from her forehead. Ho saw now how mad—how bad—he had
"You don't know what I can do! Yeu talk been. He had tempted her, persuaded her
of your name -the disgrace end ;shame!io fly with him; he had tempted her to
1 can drag it in the dust for you --and I her ruin. In a moment, overwhelmed br
will, tee! I'll tell the whole story] re.Iiia passionate lave, he had lured her to
flit the papers with 'Curd and Lady ruin. And she would have tome to his
Grunt's Case.' T'll' make you a laughittg-
stock throughout England."
"Yes," he said, with terrible calmness,
"you can do that; and I have no doubt
oris litter -room. She was not there. He
looked round, and drew a breath of re-
lief. Sbe must have gone. It was just
possible that she bad not heard a word of
what had passed between them and—hie
wife.
He stood for a moment, and wiped the
sweat from his forehead. He had been
lure. He saw now, as by a flash of light-
ning, .how bad, how cruel, he had been.
Thank goodness she had escaped! He
bad loat her forever—should never see her
yam az1!. Bat you can not compel me to again.; but—no matter, she was saved- As
live with you. And. the world twill under- for ]rim, what did it matter what became
stand why I do not." of aim?
Her face went white, and she grouuiii He sunk into a chair, his head bowed in
her teeth.
What do I eare?" she said. "I shall
have had my revenge. You won't be able
to :show your face in England again. and
I—I shall live here, shall 15e•uade- eeisn
your wife, your ill-used wife!"
IIe smiled.
Yes,".he said. "Let that thought con-
sole you; let it content you. 1011011 say
no word, utter no denial.
The calmness of his acquiescenoo start-
led her. She. wont closer to him, and look-
ed at him keenly.
"You aro going away—out of England.
Are you going alone, I wonder?"
For the first time his calmness broke
down. It was ae if she had found the
chink in his armor through whioh she
could thrust an envenomed dagger.
She saw the change in his expression,,
and uttered a cry.
"Ah, you are not! There is some wo-
man!" Sho laughed discordantly. "Don't
deny it! I can see it in your Moe! LSO
that's itl I can understand now!"
She stood before him, her face flushed,
her eyes glittering,
IN a fol I was not to have hit upon
it before! There's another woman!" Then he understood. Deoima had escaped
He had regained his old calmnees, and -yes, that was the word, escaped—this
mot iter furious, taunting gaze with im- waye
passive steranese, fro man could be more He drew the key sharply from the lock,
impassive, more stone -Tike than Gaunt It had been in its place so long that it
when he chose.
You don't deny itl" she went on, scan-
ning his face, Ah, I know that look!
There is eomo one oleo!"
She came and stood beside him, so close
that the perfume ho hated scorned to sue
his hands. A terrible blow had fallen up-
tln him; but the hand of Providence,
which had dealt it, had, at the same time,
been stretched out to save her—his dear,
feet girl -love!
Elbe had gene. She was eafe at Ludy
Pauline's house in Berkeley Square—safe
from him and his fatal love.
Ho was glad, and yet—and yet the
thought that she was lost to him, that he
should never hold her In his arms again,
never, perhaps, see her again, filled him
with anguish. He could have borne it all
12 he had not known that sbe loved him.
But he lnrew that oho loved him. To hear
her sweet confession of love ringing in his
ears, to feel her kieaea upon bis lips! He
was almost mad with longing and with
remorse..
IIe rose presently. It had seemed hours
while he was sitting there; in reality it
had only been minutes. He rose and look-
ed round with the numbed feeling of a
man welting from obloroform.
From this room a door led directly on to
the corridor. It was always kept looked,
but the key was in ite place. Ile went to
turn it, but found the door unlocked
stuck, and as he jerked it violently, it
Gut his finger. He did not feel the cut, did
not know that hie finger vvas bleeding,
until -he saw a spot of blood on the wrist-
band of his shirt. -
With an impatient gesture he put the
locate him. Ile caught his breath, but key in hie pocket wiped his finger on his
said never a word, and his silence inereas, handkerchief, and passed into the carri-
ed her fury, dor, locking the door behind him, and
"You to talk of shame and dtsgraael" slippingthe key in bis pocket,
she said. "You hypcorite! You -you Burl As he went down the corridor he heard
Shame and disgraee, indeed! Yes, you voices, and he eaw the parlor -maid lean -
shall have them, and not you alone, but ing beside the lift talking to the porter
elle, whoever she isl 111 find it all out] within it.
I'll have the beet detectives money—your She started guiltily at eight of him, and
money—can buy, and I'll drag her through the man toweled his hat as the maid fled
the divorce oourtl"
He did not move a tremolo, but stood rc'
garding her with perfect calm.
"Who la elm?" she demanded, "You
may as well toil me, One of your great
lady friends—a woman of rank, or memo
<oiThe infuriated woman tore at the handle
lmen girl!" She paused for breath and
hastily -
Gaunt returned the salutation and went
quickly down the Stairs.
CHAPTER
looked round the room, . .of the door for a moment, then she etoP-
As evil chance would have it, her eye ped' There had been something in
fell upon Decima's veil. Ib had become q aunt's face, in his eyes, which, if it did
unfastened from the side of her hat ae not exactly frighten )ter, warned her that
it would not be safe to follow him.
She left the door, and paced up and
down the room for a moment Or two.
"Yes, I'll wadi. 1'1.1 stay here. It's nay
proper place. I'm his wife. He'll find me
hese when he comes back -•-if he dons came
back; if he doesn't, I'll stay here.
drag his name in the dirt; I'll—"
She sunk on to the couch, and rocked
l>,ertoolf to and fro. She was choking with
passion. But presently the violence of the
lit passed and she reed and want to a mir-
ror and looked at her face. She was burn-
orciet you--" Her voice broke tial failed. iiig hot, the porepiration had played havoc
Decima had entered, and she had taken it
off and laid it on the top of a cabinet.
Laura' tolirung to it, and seising it, held
it oat to him,
"Whose is tale?" alae demanded, hoarse
ly. "Why, sire's ]sere now --this moment
--in your rooms!"
She sprung to the door of the inner
room and tore at the'handle. Then, when
sho found it was locked, she turned upon
him,
"She's here --in that room. ttnllock that
door! Unlock it! I'm your wife, and I
choltingiy, Gaunt watched her—or say, ._
rather, that his eyes were fixed on the
veil. Remember how he loved De..ima,��'~
how devotedly he worshipped her luno,
cenco and purity. He pictured this fury
dragging eut the girl he loved and cover-
ing her with vituperation arid abuse. Be.
member this, and bear with him, for he
needs all your charity and elemeney.
Ile sprung forward, and seizing ,her by
the arm, flung her on to the :couch, •
"Silence!" he said, as he tore the veil'
front her fingers, "Silence! You—dese.
crate—" He thrust the veil in his breast,
and stood over her, panting and strug-
gling for the mastery of Ilepassion
Do what you will," he said at last, when
he had regained something like calm.'
"Do all you have threatened; but—but go
now; leave reel It is not safe!"
His Voice rose at the lest words; they
could have been heard plainly by .any
one who happened 'kb he lit the corridor,
{. Sho leaned back, rubbing the arm he had.
gripped,
• "Go! go!" she retorted, defiantly, taarnt.
ingly, "No, 1 will not go! Why should
1? This to your house and 1 am your
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and e smoothed her hairtathenaShe handkerchief
round the atom. senchin glt went to the ntlicFarm
sideboard, and wrenching the door open,
bound what she was looking for. She pour-
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of it .eagei'ily, groedilY; then alio drew a
long breath, and seating heneelf by the 4iR11N+t•oss,M'i.'elb
fire, bent forward, her chin resting in one
hand. the glass held in the otlioi',
('Pc be continued.)
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them, and they should be' kept as '
cold as possible without freezing.
Apples are kept the sante way as
potatoes and it arida'to convenience
in.handling if the pit is kept dry
by a, movable 'shs4or short boards.
Apples are nn{eat.• better kept r sur'
this way and only a few should be
kept in the cellar for .istipte'diate
use.
Celery must ,be &bored in moist
earth tivfiether in the cellar or pit. •
Sweet potatoes must be dug be-
fore there is any frost if they are
to he kept long. If the vines are
bitten by frost out them tiff imme'
diately and dig the potatoes in a
few days. -
It is necessary that they be kepi eyes
above the frost point, about 65 de- ibrea
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kept dry with a, free circulation of
air and possibly the best building
for keeping large quantities would new
be of brick or stone, heated by a listafurnace. Where a few are wanted alta:
for home use, a box or barrel of dry rot
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in a room where the temperature
is not allowed to get below 40 de,
grees, or it may be in the cellar if
kept up from the floor and where
there is good circulation of air.
Permanent pits walled with
boards and covered with an open
shed are excellent storage places
for nearly all kinds of winter vege-
tables. I prefer those to the cel- -
lar for best results, especially -with
apples, celery and root crops.
Tho Poultry Louse.
The body -louse crawls rapidly
round the body of the fowl, irri-
ting the skin w•tth its very, rough,
e -tike claws and is, consequently,.
ry annoying to the 'fowl, and very
pensive to the poultryman, for
e energy that the fowl expends in
ght•ing• lice uses up • feed that
h
X011otild be used .for growth, the ac -
munition of fat, and for egg pro -
When
a hen has access to a bed
road dust, fine dry loam, sand or
ted coal ashes, she will rid' her
1f of many body lice, but she can -
of get rid of all of them without
e aid of some 'destroying agent
frplied regularly at intervals of, a
w weeks.
These lice breathe through very
all tubes or pores, and by ether-
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over
theatrewith oil or filling them,
the very fine powder, breathing
evented and the lice are .senother •
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