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THE GOLDEN KEY
Or "The Al dvenfures of Ledgard•"
By the Author of "What He Cost Her."
CHAPTER XIII.
It is probable that Mrs. Da Souza,
excellent wife and mother though she
had proved herself to be, had never
]mired her husband mole than when,
'allowed by the malevolent glances of
Miss Montressor and her friend, she,
with her daughter and Da Souza, re-
entereal the gates of the Lodge; The
1 young ladies I:s announced their in-
tention of sitting in the -Le until they
were allowed speech with their
host; to which he had replied that
they were welcome to sit there until
doomsday so long as . they remained
outside his gates. Mr. Da Souza lin-
gered for a moment and laid his fin-
ger upon his _nose.
"It ain't no use, my dears," he
whispered confidentially. "He's fair-
ly got the hump. Between you and.
me he'd give a 'bit not to have us, but
• me and him being old friends—you
see, we know a bit about one an
other." -
"Oh, that's it, is it?" Miss Montres-
sor remarked, with a toss of her head.
"Well, you and your wife and your lit
tle chit of a daughter are welcome to;
him so far as we are concerned, aren't
they, Flossie?"
"Well, I should say so," agreed
the young lady, who rather effected!
Americanisms. I
Da Souza stroked his little imperial;
and winked solemnly.
"You are young ladies of spirit," he
declared. "Now—"
"Hiram!"
"I am coming, my dear," he called II
over his shoulder. "One word more,
my charming young friends! No. 7, ,
Racket's'Court; City, is my address.]
Look in seinetimes °vvhei, nou're that
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A
hr day, and we have r
e gether, and just at present take my
rE' advice. Get back to London and
ee write him from there. He is not in a
r good humor at present." •
We are much obliged, Mr. Da
°i Souza," the, young lady answered
n' • loftily. "As we have engagements
ui In London this afternoon, we may fs
to say, but She arrival o r e „Yes.;,
broke up for a while the converse- "Hand it over."
tion. Her husband, whom Nature had, Da Souza drew a large foldingcase
blessed, with a hearty appetite at all!
g
• through it for several moments pro=
�i
patted his daughter on the head with
a touch which was meant to be play-
ful.
"My little one," he said, ",you are into the drawer with a sigh of regret,:
mistaken. Leave these matters to just as Da Souza himself appeared
those who are older and wiser than • upon the scene.
you. It is but just now that my good p„you sent for me, Trent,” the lat-
fl ev d said
haveey Dataouza,'ke rellttle' ter remarked timidly. "I am quite
daughter away!' Oh, we shall see! re "Answeto r this one, then,"' was o the
We shall see!" gruff reply. "In Buckomari -village
June's tears crept` through the fin-, before we left for . England, 1 was
gers -1osely pressed over her eyes.
"I do not b�„eve it,” she sobbed. robbed of a letter. I` don't think' "I
"He has scarcely looked at me all the � need ask you who was the thief."
time ! and I do not want him to. He Really, Trent—I----"
' .1 don't blame "Don't irritate me; I'm in no'humor can turn out: I may have to endure. breath. There was a great deal of
despises us all—and!for anything of thatrt You stole
h' yn the house tell I have made up
all intruders. He bad come face to
face with the first serious check in
his career, and it had been dealt him,
too, by the one man whom, of all his
associates, he` disliked and despised.
In the half -open drawer by his side
was the barrel of a loaded revolver.
He drew it o'iit, laid it on the table be-
fore him,. and regarded .it with moody,
fascinated eyes. If only it could .be
safely done, if only for one moment
he could find himself face to face with
Da Souza in Bekwando village, where
human life was cheap and the slaying
of a man an incident scarcely worth
noting in the day's events! The thing
was easy enough there—here. it was
too risky! He thrust the weapon back
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it at all, and it is not fair. I am your of the room as fast as your legs will
guest, am I not?"
"You are my guest by your own in-
vitation," Trent answered "roughly,
"and if you don't like my manners you
carry you. This revolver is loaded,
and Fin not quite master of myself!"
Da Souza made off with.amazing
celerity. Trent drew a short, quick
lni. It is horrid!" so • . o f the wild beast left in him still. At that
Mr•s.. Da Souza, with a smile which
it! I can see why now! Have you r
. 1 �;, you. my mind flow to get rid of you, but I � momenta heH carie to kill was hot in
t't tl
was meant to be arch had something
go
f breakfast
The Jew shrugged his shoulders.•
times, was this morning after his i from his pocket, and after searching
want as little of your �conpany as his bion is eyes g are as e
possible. Do you hear?" I walked up and down the room. The
Da Souza did hear it, and the worm years of civilization seemed to have
turned. e did
down in the most become as nothing. The veneer of
comfortable easy -chair, and address- the City speculator had fallen away.
ed Trent directly.1 He was once more as he had been in
1 those wilder due when men made
triumph almost disposed to
be c of- duced an envelope. The handwriting 1 is -"My f'•riend,".he said, "you are out their own laws, and a man's hold upon
ferous. He praised the cooking, was shakyand irregular, and so faint oftemper, and .that is a bad thing. life was a slighter thing than his
fed the servants to their infinite dis-1 g ' !thirst for gold. As such, he found
gust, and continually urged his wife; that even in the strong,, sweet light' Now listen to me! 'You are in my
and daughter to keep pace with him of the morning sunshine Trent had power. I have only to go into the, the atmoslihere of the little' room
gdifficulty in reading it..He tore it'` City to morrow and breathe here and I choking him, he drew open the French
in his onslaught upon the various open and drew out ahalf-sheet of there a word about a certain old gen-:windows of his little study and strode
dishes which were placed before slim. . pout into the perfumed and sunlit
Before the meal was over Julie had coarse paper. It was a message from tleman who shall be nameless and
escaped from the table crying : softly.' the man who, for long he had. counted' would be a ruined man in something 1 morning." As such, he found himself
Mr. Da Souza's face darkened as he I dead . less than air hour; added to this, my face to face unexpectedly and . with -
looked upat the sound of her move -I friend, out warning with the girl whom he
went, onlto see her skirt vanishing; „ "Bekwando. had discovered sketching in the shrub-
through the door. j My dear Trent,—I have been drink bery the day before.
"Shall you have trouble with her, 1 drink-
ing as usual. Some men see snakes, (To be'coritinued.)
of o to me
an ously and death is an evil thin to look at turned out now, that w'11 be your con- EYESIGHT.
That estimable lady shook her head I when one's life has been evil as mine demnation. They will say, why did
with a placid smile. "Julie is so sensi.-
iv" she muttered "but she is not; has been. Never mind! 'I have sown you keep me in ignorance of this Our Sight To -day Is as Good as That
d th h it is
f •' d you would most 'certainly be
arrested- for. conspiracy and fraud.
That, Syndicate of yours was -a very
smart stroke of business, no doubt,
my dear?" he asked his wife' but I have seen death leering at me; and it was cleveryou keep .,
from the dark corners, of this vile hut, Iin ignorance of it, but as th•
ings have SAVAGES' AND .
j disobedient. When the time conies II
can make her mind.
"But the time has come!" Da
Souza exclaimed. "It is here now,
and Julie is sulky. She will have red
eyes and she is not gay! She will not
attract him. You must speak with her,
my dear."
"I will go now—this instant" she
answered, rasing. "But, Hiram,'there
much like to
is •one thing I would m
know!„ '
and I must rex But my friend a' move, an
a answer—w y,
1 and more than a notion, that I shall :. what was not yours to sell!"
'•nev •••.pass• back alive through; these ; I kept: you . away, . Teent said
pestilential swamps. • ` If you should scornfully, "because I. .was dealing
arrive, as you .doubtless' will, here is with men who would not have touched
a charge which I lay upon you. That the thing if they had known that you
agreement of ours is scarcely a fair were in it!"
sit Trent? When I signed it I "Who will believe it?" Da.. Souza
p•• ' ver clear! I knew you were selling
11 av a bit of lunch to- last word with you I have a notion y
well go now—eh, Flossie
el. •"Right along," answered the young •
r lady, ".I'm with you, but as to writing Most: women, Hiram—not me! Do' put some sort of a share at any rate 1• 2 ChL.
of Savage Races.
Does the life led by savages quicken
their power of eyesight and their
sense of hearing? •
There is little doubt but that their
sense of hearing 'is trained to a re-
markable degree. The very silences
among which they live, their sports
" and recreations,all train the ear. to
Iwasn't quite myself. Never, mind! asked, with a sneer. Theey h llsay such an extent that comparison with
I'll trust to. you to` clo::what s:.fair: If that it is but one more of fairy
the thing turns out a great success, tales of this wonderful Mr. Scarlett an individual who lives in the hub of
T t the universe is hardly fair.
But in the case of eyesight we have
the pull over them, notwithstanding
the fact that,.. the average civilised
pian and woman abuse their eyesight
'every day. ` .The Most recent' tests
prove that our eyesight to -day is quite
as . good. as, that of savage races, if
not better!
And, what- is more, the eyesight
capacity of men who existed thous-
ands :of years ago was very similar
to that of men to -day. This is proved
by the fabt that in the writings of the
ancients, the conspicuous star -cluster,
Pleiades, popularly. known as- the
Seven . Stars, appeared to them as to
us, since it' is ' only the six brightest
which were and are visible.. with the
naked eye, although by very bright
moonlight one smaller star was also
visible then as it is to -day. •
•I
rr. Mr. Trent, you can tell him from me, ever seek to know your secrets? But my credit and let my daughter have breath came through Trent's
Mr. Da Souza, that we want to have this time—yes, it would be wiser to it. You will find her address from , lips with a little hiss and his eyes
p' nothing more t d with him A fel Messrs Harris and Cube= solicit-, were flashing with a dull fire. But Da
t
o u low that can treat ladies as he has enie
"Well?"
11 little. ors, Lincoln's Inn Fields. You imed „Souza held his ground. He had new
ed himself hto this, and he meant
ed us is no gentleman. You can
"This Mr. Trent, he asked us here; .only ask. them for Montyls:.d ti kter� up w'th it. •
n..
tell him that. He's an -ignorant, coin- but it i"splain that our company. is and show t�tiein This letter. " They �3val1, going through i
d' mon fellow, and for my part I despise understand. I believe yon to be a Lust! "'You think I•dare••ilot.breathe .a
4 lean, not pleasant to him. He does his man, Scarlett• .Trent, .although I know; �roi`d for my own sake," he continued.
"Same here," echoed Miss blontres- bestlathat get rid shall nothe return.succeeheyou td�lie. a'liard one. `Do then as ,1 "There is reason in that, but I have.
e-- son ci heartily. "We ain't used to as- plans we shall return. You a„ other monies. I am rich enough with-
sociate with such as him!” see him alone and all that is altered. ask• Mosity. out my sixth share of that Bekwando
t "Hiram!" His little scheme has been in vain.
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Mr. Da Souza raised his hat and We remain! He does not look at our Da Souza had left the room quiet -1 Land the and
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bring
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bowed. the ladies.were tolerably gra-
Julie. He speaks of marriage with 'lice and Pocked it the
p inerhisde through ! out. But then, I am not a fool! I have
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cious and the fly drove off. Where-.
upon Mr. Da Souza followed his wife
and daughter along .the drive and
caught them up upon the doorstep.
With mingled feelings of; apprehen-
sion and elation he ushered them into
the morning -room where Trent was
standing looking out of ,the window
with his hands behind him. At their
entrance he did not at once, turn
round. Mr. Da Souza coughed apolo-
getically. •
"Here we are, my friend," he. re-
marked. "The ladiesare anxious to
wish you good morning."
Trent faced them with a sudden
gesture of impatience. He 'seemed
on the point of an angry exclamation,
when his eyes met Julie Da Souza's.
He held his breath for a moment and
was"silent. Her face was scarlet with
shame, and her lips were trembling.
For her sake Trent restrained himself.
"GIad to see you back again, Julie,"
he said, ignoring her mother's out-
stretched hand and beaming smile of
welcome. "Going to be a hot day, I
think. You must get out in the hay-
field. Order what breakfast you
please, Da Souza," he continued on
his way to the door; "you must be
hungry—after such an early start!"
Mrs. Da Souza sat down heavily and
rang the bell.
"He was a little cool," she remark-
ed, "but that was to be expected. Did
you observe the notice he took of
Julie? Dear child!"
Da Souza rubbed his hands and
nodded meaningly. The girl, who be-
tween the two was miserable enough,
sat down with a little sob. Her mo-
lher looked at her in amazement.
"My, Julie," she exclaimed, "my
dear child! You see, Hiram, she is
faint! She is overcome!"
The child, she was very little more,
broke out at last in speech, passion-
ately, yet with a miserable fore-
knowledge of the ineffectiveness of
anything she might say.
"It is horrible," she cried, "it is
maddening! Why do we do it? Are
we paupers or adventurers? Oh, let
me go away! I am ashamed to stay
in this house!"
1 -ler father, his thumbs in the arm-
holes of his waistcoat and his legs far
apart, looked at her in blank and.
speechless amazement; her mother,
with more consideration but equal
lack of sympathy, patted her gently
on the back of her hand.
"Silly; Julie," she murmured, "what
is there thatis horrible, little one?"
The dark eyes blazed with scorn,
the delicately curved lips shook.
"Why, the way we thrust ourselves
upon this Haan is horrible~" she cried.
"Can you not see that we are not wel-
come,. that he wishes us gone?"
Da, Souza smiled in a superior :ntan.
Her; the Smile of a man who, if only
he would, could explain all things. Pea
contempt. Yet you .say a wi marry
her—he, a millidnaire! What does Then he roaesand lit a pipe, knocking. no wish to throw away money. Now
it mean, Hiram?"• • • • • out, the n hes carefully'alidfilling the', I propose to you therefore a friendly
"The man, he is in my power " Da bowl with dank but fragrant tobacco. settlement. My daughter Julie is
Souza sayin a ponderous and Presently herang: the bell. I very charming. You admire her, I am
stealthy whisper. • "I know some -Tell Mr. Da Souza I wish to see ! sure You shall marry her, and then
thing." • him here at once, • he'told• the servant • we will all be one family. Our inter -
She rose and imprinted a solemn and, 'though the message was a trifle' ests will be the same, and you may
kiss upon' his forehead. There was peremptory from a host to his guest,! be sure that I shall look after them.
'something sacramental about the de- Da Souza promptly appeared sauve ` Come! Is thatnot a friendly offer .
liberate caress. and cheerful. 1 For several minutes Trent smoked
"Hiram," she said,"you are a won- "Shut the door," Trent said shortly. , furiously, but he did .not speak. At
derful man!" Da Souza obeyed with unabashed ' the end •of that time he took the re -
CHAPTER XIV.
Scarlett Trent spent the first part
of the morning, to which 'he had been
looking forward so eagerly, alone in
his study with locked door to keep out
amiability. Trent watched him with volver once more from the drawer of
something like disgust. Da Souza ; his writing -table and fingered it.
caught the look, and felt compelled to 1 "Da Souza," he said, "if I had you
protest. I just for five minutes at Bekwando we
"My dear Trent," he said, "I do not would talk together of blackmail, you
like the way you address me, or your . and. I, we would talk of marrying your
manners towards me. You speak as daughter. We would talk then to
The more some people tell you the
less you believe.
"Before I married my wife I could
have listened to her sweet voice for
hours," said Smith to his friend.
"Yes=and now?" tasked the friend.
"Now,," ' said Smith, with moisture in
his eyes, "I have to."
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News and Gossip.
Do you remember the old Prince of
Wales plumes with which we were
disposed to decorate our headgear?
They have returned, but disguised
under the name of "Marquise." Time
was when feminine royalty always
wore these three slender, tightly curl-
ed and upright Little pinnies upon
state occasions, and very regal indeed
they are, too! Georgette, Odette, Va-
ron, Talbot, and nearly all the Paris
modistes are showing the Marquise.
The French call the wide flat sailor
the "canotier." The Bordeaux color=
ed hat is the proper thing now on the
other . side. It combines well, with
the ever -ready blue serge, looks stun-
ning with black and white, and doesn't
kick up an inharmonious rumpus
when worn with sand color or beige.
Bordeaux is new and distinctive, and,
as you must soon be selecting your
autumn helmet, ask for the color that
is now having a decided vogue in
Paris.
The English paddock coat is inter-
esting, and is meeting with consider.
able inverted plait down the centre of
the back. The sleeves are long, lined
throughout, and banded with beaver.
Another paddock coatis of green vel-
veteen, fastened with smooth ball but-
tons of ivory. A few models introduce
a black modification which consists of
two bias bands crossed at the back. A
wool jersey mixture is called a "con-
vertible" coat, as it may be worn
either as a street coat or a semi -dress.
It has modified raglan sleeves. Army
mixture is the material used for mo-
tor coats. One garment on display
appears • very "fussed" for motor
boating, as it has beaver and braid
decorations.
While the fabric and fashion indus-
tries of France - are picking up every
day, the interest in fashions in Lon-
donis decidedly tobogganish. It is
said that the business of the big re-
tailshops in the English metropolis
is practically at a standstill, and the
only sign of elaborate dress is observ-
ed at a few midnight parties at the
Savoy. England is keeping all of her
knit goods and wool cloths for' her
soldiers, but France is taking care of
her own, and sending to this country
the most beautiful fabrics that were
ever formed by loom -metallic bro-
cades,- embroidered failles, wonder-
fully dyed ribbons, embossed velvet,
everything indeed that lovely woman
may desire for her personal decora-
tion and adornment!
The high hat crowns that are ap-
pearing belong to the directoire per-
iod. There is a possibility that the
becoming undulating brims of soft,_
felts may disappear entirely in favor
of the stiff, unyielding frame. Most
of the fuzzy felts come from Austria,
and are scarce. The medium and high
crowns will mean a decided change
from the flat sailors, ' close turbans
and tight -fitting torpedo. , The styles
include Girondin, Louis Phillipe and
second empire period fashions. There
are beautiful models of picture hats
that are entirely new, and it is a
sure guess that the small shapes will
be more fascinating than ever.
A model in navy blue serge is of
the one-piece type. Where the waist
and skirt join, is seen a heavy. silk
cord which encircles the waistline,
disappearing under .two affixed tails,
and then crossing the front, where it
is carelessly knotted at one side. The
tabs are about five inches in width
and at the base are heavily embroid-
ered in black silk cord. The surplice
bodice opens over a vest of white
serge with_ Grecian design embroid-
ery. The same embroidered serge is
used as cuffs.
A charmeuse navy dress in suit ef-
fect has the collar and cuffs of krim-
mer fur. One side of the coat and
around the bottom the trimming , of
krimmer is used again. The Russian.
blouse closes high at the neck. The
skirt is very full and rippled.
Her Destination.
In London theytell of an American
woman of great beauty and attractive-
ness who is devoted to the Irish.
cause. At; a social function one
evening she chanced to, remark:
"Really,'..1 believe I was .meant for
an Irishwoman:.
Whereupon a Celt arose to the oe-
casion: "
"Pardon me, madam," he said, "a
good many would back me in .saying.
that you were meant for an Irish-
man."
The "Hohenzollern Luck" is a pIetin
gold ring, with a black stone, in 'the
possession of Pie Kaiser. Frederick
the Great received it from his father
with a note, declaring that ro long as
it remained in the family the race
Would prosper.