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to get the lantern ready," she cried
'seizing it from its peg on the wall and
proceeding to light it herseli'. 'Come on
—we must see what those cries aneen.
Stir yourself, man; a body might die if
he waited for you to move from the
kitchen fire o; a winter's night to come
to his rescue."
The old pian xnoved from his seat with
alacrity, he knew by -the rising inflection
of -Esther's ,nice that a ,severe •tongne-
lashi k"• ivnswin storeijifor hiliin, • and he
would; have o'hear allover again every
'rnista-1 to he HQ shade for the last elttar-
ter of a century.
Ho hated the cold blasts of the winter
nigh -t•, but that—ay, anything was;tnore
easily endured than a fierce scolding
from old,Esthei' when her temper was up.
4. trot through the grounds will cool
her. clown a bit," he thought, grimly.
Hastily donning his hat and coat, and
taking the lantern from her hand, he
exelaimned:
"Come on, we'll investigate the cries,
crazy woman. Then mebbe you'll be
satisfied to come in and sit by the fire,
when we've both of the makin' of pneu-
mony."
But, quite as soon as they crossed the
threshold, the shrill cry for help, from
the direction of the gat; pierced even
the old man's deaf ears.
CHAPTER XII.
olds am Esther, syou heard ure
with chattering r„teeth,a leer
eyes nearly starting from their sockets.
The old man did not stop to reply to
her; but, with all the speed his shaking
limbs could command, he hastened down
toward the gate, from whence the sounds
seemed to proceed, closely followed by
Esther. ,
Norine saw the friendly rays of the
lantern as the two hurried toward her.
Quite as soon as they were within ear-
shot she cried out lustily:
"Make haste, good people; there is a
dying woman out here in the snow. You
must not refuse her shelter. I,Ve must
see if we can do anything to save hre."
"You are right!" exclaimed the old
man. "We cannot refuse shelter to any
human being on a night like this; but
—but it would never do for my mis-
tress to be made aware of it. She—she
has such peculiar notions."
It took all three of them to convey the
inanimate body up the path and into the
warmth of the old-fashioned kitchen.
Both recognized Norine as soon as t
light fell upon her face, but at
moment War gresnegmasieeprisei,
intense shock—canm o them; for,
airrowing back the veil from the face `
the unconscious woman, they beheld their
mistress—Mrs. Barrison—the invalid re-
cluse, who had not crossed that threshold
to go out into the outside world for over
eighteen years.
The shock was so intense that old.
Esther almost fainted outright.
"Am I mad, or am I dreaming?" she
cried. excitedly. "Is this any old mis-
tres. or is it some stranger whose fea-
tures resemble hers by some odd trick
of nature? Will someone tell me?"
Her husbandstood staring downinto
the white, set face, quite as astounded
and incapable of action as herself.
"My good people," cried Norine, im-
patiently, "you are wasting valuable
moments ---quick, get hot water, warm
blankets, and a little brandy, if you have
it hi the house"
Her imperative words recalled old Es-
ther's scattered wits. The old man was
sent in all haste for the required stimnu-
lants, and while he was gone old Esther
—aided by Norine's nimble fingers—soon
divested the cold limbs of the frozen
clothing, and in less time than it takes
to tell it, she was placed on the lounge,
wrapped in hot blankets, before the
kitchen fire, to thaw out.
But each moment old Esther seemed
to grow more nervous and terrified,
"How came she out in time cold and
snow, and—and with you?" she exclaim-
ed, tremulously, adding: "Some miracle
has been wrought, osonte great miracle?'
Norine smiled rather amusedly.
"Where the old lady has been, or was
going, is, of course, unknown to me,"
And she related simply and clearly just
how she had happened along and found
her, lying in the road by the gate, adding
that the only miracle she could see was
how she happened to choose that road to
go home by, instead of the one she usual-
ly took, despite the drifts.
"Jt was tate that you should find her
, and save her from .deatli, out in the cold
and the bitter winter night," said old
Esther, solemnly, looking into the girl's
fair young face with an expression so
strange, so uncanny, that Norine could
never forget it.
Wlien all that was possible -to be done
for the hapless woman had been accom-
plished, Norine took down her hat and
coat,. remarking:
"I must go now; nay grandpa and
grandma will begin to feel worried about
me. If I may I should ..eke to call in
to -morrow for a few moments to see how
the poor lady has 'gotten along."
"Do, child, do," murmured old Esther,
taking her hand and looking down into
her eyes with that same strange expres-
sion again, adding in an agitated voice:
"She refuses to see pepple who may
chance to come here, but—but when I
tell her how you saved her life, surely
she cannot'refuse to see you, little dear."
Old Esther followed Norine to the door,
still looking anxiously into her face, like
one strangely fascinated. As the girl
reached the threshold, she laid a hand
on her arm, whispering tremulously:
"Tell me, Norine Gordon, do—do you
not know who it is whose life you have
just saved?"
"Certainly, you have just said that she
was your mistress—Mrs. Barrison: whom
the villagers often speak of."
"What do they say of her?" queried
old Esther, her hold upon the girl's arm
tightening.
"That no one, save the, oldest inhabit-
ants of Hadley, have ever seen her; that
she is a recluse; and—and they do say
that she is a miser, and has pots and
pots of gold hidden somewhere in the
walls of this old stone house," replied
Norine.
"And do they speak of -of nothing else
to you?" whispered old Esther, with in-
tense eagerness.
"No," returned Norine.
"Did --did your grandma, or—or your
grandpa never mention her to you? Ah,
surely they must have done so"
Norine shook her curly head.
"No doubt that was wisest and best,
but—but I cannot understand it," mut-
tered old Esther, adding: "Of course, you
will tell them about — about how you
saved the poor soul's life, when you go
home. If you do, will you give them this
message, that old Esther prays that they
will let you come to see Mr Barrison
t once—even though i .ha last
as well as st-. she
pan yoi
you for o ife. Yo
never tell what may . 67 it—
you can't, indeed, Promise ;,hat you
will plead with them to let you conte."
"It wiII.not need a prayer; they are
good and kind; they will be sure to Wish
me to come to see how the lady is."
"God grant it," breathed Esther, fer-
vently.
Again Norine was 'about to pass over
the threshold when old Esther's grasp
fell detainingly on her arm.
"Good -night, and God bless you, lit-
tle Norine,"' she murmured.
should like to make one request. You
must not think it bold 'of ant old ser-
vant like me. I—I should like to kiss
you, just once, for the young mdther's
sake, whom you lost so many years ago.
You—you look like her, little Norine."
The girl stopped short.
"For my mother's sake," she repeated,
tremulously, "and. you say I look like
her. Did you ever see my poor, hapless
young mother; and—and is it possible
that you could have known her?"
"Yes," replied odl Esther, `I—I knew
her when she was a bonny lass like you
are now, and—and I held her in my
arms when she was a tiny little babe—a
laughing, cooing ,mite—with eyes bluer
than young violets in early spring, and
hair more golden than the glinting sun. -
shine."
In an instant Norine's warm, pulsing
young arms were around the withered
old neck, andm laughing and crying in
the same breath, she cried out:
"You—knew iny—mother2 How
wonderful! I ---I shall love you all my
life fon' that. Do you knout that there
is no one in the whole village of Hadley
who ever saw my poor young mother,
or knew of her, except grandma and
grandma?"
"That is small wonder," returned old
Esther, "for she did not go out among
the village folks, she spent most of her
young days at school in San Francisco,
and—and came only on vacations ta—
to visit her mother; and it was on one
of those vacation visits home that—But
there, what • am I chattering about?
Good -night, go quickly, Norine, and—
and God bless you, child!".
"I will be sure to come to you again,.
to talk with you about my mother"
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said Norine, gravely. "Grandpa and
grandma cry so when they mention her,
that I have never been able to ask them
much about her."
"Come, and welcome, child," responded
old Esther.
Norine turned away, flitting rapidly
as a swallow out into the coldness and
darkness of the night,
She had scarcely proceeded a dozen
rods up the road, ere she ran. directly
into the arms of Clifford Carlisle, the
man evho had sworn to himself that he
must win this lovely wild flower, even
though wedding her was out of the ques-
tion.
CHAPTER, XIII.
"Norine!" exclaimed Clifford Carlisle,
amazedly, "can this really be you, out in
this fearful storm? 'Where on earth
could you have been, little etre?"
"In the first place," replied the girl
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this had I not been detailed by—" •
."Fate!" interposed Carlisle, stopping
the rest of the sentence on the girl's lips
with a kiss, adding: ".bate was kind
enough to detain you until I happened
along, that we might hags a fewt
bl}ss-
ful moments tog'etlier. I ought to and
do feel very much. obligedeto Fate."
He could feel the ,little hand tremble
in grasp.
"Vest me tell you wha': brought rite
out on this awful night, :brine" he
murmured, '"and even as- I confess it, I
hope you will not think •me in your
heart a foolish fellow. I left the warm
fireside of my room to wander past
your cottage home, telling myself 1
would be amply repaid it I but caught
a glimpse of your dear form upon the
curtain.
"Now I can see why that boon was
denied me. I have found a sweeter
and far greater pleasure in meeting you,
in having a few delightful stolen mo-
ments with the dearest little girl in all
the world, with the dark sable of night
drawn close. about us that no one may
see how I strain her to my heart and
kiss her beautiful lips over and over
again until the sweet passion maddens
me, and I vow that I would have walked
twenty times:as far to be repaid at last
by a few moments like these. But what
about the old people 'who guard you
more carefully than the crown jewels
are guarded? How on earth did they
happen to let you out 'at night, and
alone?"
"I was to have been home over two
hours ago—before it was quite dark. If
grandpa were not feeling so poorly he
would have been out to met nuc ere this.
I shall have to make all possible haste
home to them, Mr. Carlisle"
"I shall walk as far as the gate with
you, Norine," he said, "and we can talk
as we go along. I have so much to talk
to ydu about."
"Will it not be a long 'walk for you
to return?" she asked, anxiously.
"The distance can never be too far
when we are beside those whom we
love," he answered, softly*, "Yes, that
is' the exact situatioai of of ,tars, Norine,
sweet—I love yotps•o niad! so desper-
ately, that I would wade hrough seas
of ice, cross fields of bloo, to be with
you for ons brief half hou . I had in-
tended to take desperate 'chances to see
you to -night, dear ,for I ave something
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isle could feel the girl's slender
form sway to ane fro like a
flower in a terrific gala. If he had not
held her clasped tightle in his arms she
would have fallen face downwt•rd in the
deep snow.
"You do care for me. Norine, or you
would not take may going so deeply to
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triose pretty eyes of yours were never
made for teats."
As he . had stated, he had much to
say to the girl, but -once again fate in-
tcrvened in the shape of Norine's old
grandfather, Mica bad conte out, lantern
in hand, into the 'letc�tmse cold and the
darkness, to Search for the ewo lamb
that was lost from the fold. -
Clifford Carlisle heard his voice quite
as soon as he beheld the twinkling light
and a muttered imprecation broke foul
his lips. "1 suppose I shall. have to leave
you here, sweetheart," he murmured,
ruefully, as be caught her ie his arms,
and straining her to his heart, covered her
face with such !tot, burning; passionate
kisses, that it was little wonder her
sweet, innocent young heart, ay, her
very - sonl, seemed to go from her into
his keeping in that thrilling, blissful,
intense moment of entrancing love—a
moment that seemed the height and the
depth of eternity,
"He spoke of glowing love --such love
as lovers feel,
In words whose course is equable and
pure;
No fears to beat away, no strife to heal
The past unsighed for, the future.
• sure."
And even as he strained her thus to
his heart, he was deliberately planning
in his 'Mind a future whoch would be
more cruel than death for beautiful Nor-
ine, if she would but listen to his en.
treaties.
She was so different in her sweet,
childish guilelessness from every other
girl that he had ever met efore, that he
did not feel quite sure of her, despite
the knowledge that lie had won her
heart.
It was only when the swinging lan-
tern came so near that he feared dis-
covery that he tore himself from her
clasp and fled backward through the
darkness over the path which they had
but just traversed.
"How glad I shall be to get out of
this place and start back to civilization
the day after to -morrow," he muttered,
swinging open, the gate and hurrying up
the broad walk at a lively pace. -
As he neared the house, he hear dis-
tinctl3- the sound of excited voices from
within, and with a guilty start he stood
quite motionless, clearly exemplifying
the trite and true old saw. "The guilty
flee when no man pursueth."
"What can be the matter in here 2"
he muttered, undecided whether he
should enter or not. "Can it be that my
sins have found me out already. Sure-
ly not. I---_"
He did not have time to finish the
sentence, for the door suddenly open•
e.d and his valet rushed hastily out.
"Stop! Where are you going. What's
up in there?" inquired Carlisle, hastily
id hoarsely, suddenly appearing before
ran and bloc -' path.
-4s it you Carlisle?" ex -
ed the man, c t a quick breath
relief; "the old lady am berry sick
n dare, an' I'm sent for to fetch a doc-
tor quick, sah!"
Clifford Carlisle could not repress the
excited exclamation that broke from
his lips.
"About to shuffle off this mortal coil
at last, is she?" he cried, "Good luck
seem, to come in a bunch," he mut-
tered, as lie turned on his heel away
from his valet and entered the house.
In the wide entracne hall he paused,
wondering if it would be best to steal
up to his room without attracting at-
tention, or to go directly up to lIrs.
l3arrisn's apartment, saying that he had
been out to mail a letter or some equal-
ly feasible excuse for not hurrying soon-
er to her presence. for, of course, they
must have been to his room to call him
to her bedside.
Ile found Max, Barrison lying upon her
bed, her face white as it would ever e
in death, while old Esther stood by- the
bedside, wringing her hands in the most
intense grief and muttering strange, un-
intelligible words which Carlisel could
not quite catch.
"What in the world is the difficulty,
dear Aunt Prances?" he exclaimed, in
a well -simulated tone of, alarm, as he
sprang quickly to the bedside and bent
over the sick woman.
Was' it only his fancy that she shrank
from him. growing icy cold under his
touch, and that there was an expres-
sion of intense horror in the steadfast
gaze of the dark, burning eyes flaring
upinto his own?
"Why don't erou speak, dearest aunt?"
he murmured. "I beg of you, do not keep
your loving nephew in such excruciating
suspense!"
"She can't speak to you," exclaimed
old Esther, be ginning to sob afresh.
"Don't you sec that she is paralyzed."
Somehow, she could not tell him how
it happened; she never knew how it
was that &he yielded to the sudden re-
solve to keep her mistress' strange es-
capade from this young man.
With her unerring judgement, she
plainly saw that Clifford Carlisle's in-
terest in Mrs. Barrison's welfare was
only assumed.
"He expects to be heir to all her
wealth," thought old Esther, "and I
would not be surprised if he would only
be too glad if the poor old soul would
die and the soner the better pleased he
would be."
CHAPTER XIV.
No, old Esther could not bring herself
to tell Clifford Carlisle that her hapless
mistress had been out in the cold and
storm of that awful night—that she had
crossed the threshold for the first time
in many years.
Perhaps her mistress might not wish
it told.
Clifford Carlisle did not think to ask
how this state of affairs had come about
he was so busy calculating what the re•
suit of her present indisposition would
be.: Paralyzed! Well, it would be a
miracle, he told himself, if she , ever re-
eovered from that.
There was' one thing he must attend
to, he promised himself, and that, too,
before many hours should elapse—t.
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He took advantage of old Esther's mo.
=eatery absence to whisper in the sick
woman's ear:
"Dear Aunt Barrison, is there an',
thingyou would like me to attend to
in this hour for you—any papers you
would like me to look for in your writ-
ing desk to sign? I do not wish to
alarm you unnecessarily, but when a
sudden illness comes to any of us it is
always wisest and best to attend to
anything of importance which we have
left undone, such as, perhaps, the sign-
ing of a will, or anything of that kind.
You have only to clasp my hands, ever
so slightly, to signify that you agree
with me and wish me to bring you any
such papers that may be in your desk."
As he spoke, he bent over her, but he
was scarcely prepared for the surprise
he met with, for with all her strength,
she suddenly sprang forward, grasped
him by the shoulders, flinging him from
her in a veritable frenzy of madness, her
features working convulsively in her wild
effort to speak, great flecks of foam ooz-
ing from her rigid lips.
If eyes could kill, Clifford Carlisle
would have lain dead, slain by the horri-
ble fire in the eyes that glared at him
so luridly.
He picked himself up with a muttered •
curse.
"Let me think what to do," he mut-
"For some reason you have changed to-
ward ane. You liked me this afternoon;
to -night, for some unaccountable reason,
you hate me. Ia =dt not so?"
Frances Barrison nodded her head vig-
orously.
He stood quite still and looked down
at her, baffled hopes and intense rage
plainly stamped on his contorted face.
"Let met hink what to do," he mut-
tered, "Ah, I will take some strong
brandy; there is nothing like it for for-
tifying a man's brain in a time like
this."
(To be continued.)
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