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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Times, 1904-08-25, Page 7WING'1A\t T1,1I I Aral ST .,5r 1904 a Tangled Resultsfrom common soaps eczemaema, coarse hands, ragge d clothes, shrunken flannels, t * A 'fi ►, BY MRS. ALEXANDER Autho? of "Beaton's Bargain," "His Perfect Tru t," By Another Name," " Her Hca is Idol," "Half. a Truth," " H s Rival." story, end I do not want to a occupy your time more than I need," 1 "You rouse lay curiosity," cried ' Marsden, placing himself opposite her. Mrs. Ituthven turned over a page L or two of the manuscript before her, i and resting her clasped hands on it, fixed her eyes on her companion, "I had," she began, "a clew, a mere trifle, which no one knew save myself, and when 1 came up from Evesleigh, I sent for a man of whom I had heard, no matter how, a man of keen, trained intelligence, for I saw 1 -that the regular solemn English de- tective, with h itis heavy precaution • and transparent d vt . . c es, was merely announcing to the criminal world, 'I have a secret inquiry to conceal,' I ' sent for this bran, I ,;ave him, and ' him only, my clew." ApRERUCES —that waltz—'S' She stopped, her breast heaving. "I know I lost this stud," said Marsden, very deliberately, "on that ut ,y r l 'k evening, n Darn ng, and never could find it; but why should not the robber have picked it up, if he found it, as he most probably clic!, in the tent?" "You are a brave .tan to face me as yo17 do!" she exclaimed, "But 1 hold you in my hand." end she elinened it "1 will tell you who found it, and where! Your sweet, beloved fiancee, when paying me a private visit in my room, admiring my ball -dress, espied kd t hglitter of that diamond among the lace on the body, where it had dropped when you struggled to stupefy lee with your horrible r chloroform. Arc the woman had been making love to ten minutes before—who was ready to give you all she had—you base mid- night thief!" "And why did you not give it at','Do not be so positive. Might it !cast to ale," cried Marsden, "when not have (alien among your lace as 1 I was tearing my heart out in fruit- 1 we danced together, or when 1' was less efforts to recover your jewels?" assisting to lift you?" p"I will tell you presently. Well, this "No, no, no!" she cried, as if car- employe of mine, led by my—my sug- Heti out of herself, and speaking with ( gestions, fixed upon an individual immense rapidity. "I saw it on your whom he thought might possibly have breast when you left ale, and Nota, been the robber or agent of the rob- your Nora, told me you never touch - bee, and shadowed him" (she emits,- ed rine! It is useless denying your sized the word with cruel bitterness), guilt. Waite, the detective, knows t' ]'or days he followed the uncon- you. He saw you here, here with scions thief, in various disguises; at sue, before he started to pursue + last, after keeping him in sight with you. Ho was with you at Amster- ) infinite difficulty, he watched him dam, in Paris, at Chanlaire, I leaving a country house not far from when you went to your sick St, Germain." • friend De Metidon, Ile tracked rr Marsden's expression changed from you, he cin swear to you. I have ,polite attention to deep gravity, paid hundreds to prove it, and I "At a station midway to Paris ho hare you in my grasp!" got out, a small valise in his hand. She stopped, panting. The detective followed, It was early Marsden rose slowly, his eyes fixed •afternoon, and a few passengers were upon her. She was frightened by his traveling; the suspected thief went silence, his 'desperate look, She, too, into a first-class carriage, with small rose; but her fury vented to °vapor - •.dark mustaches, a low -crowned brown ate.- hat, te.hat, such as Englishmen wear in the "What%are you going to 'do, Mars - •country, and a long loose overcoat. den?" she said, quivering. "You He came out at a station some ten would not murder me?" miles off in a sort of frock coat, He laughed a, strange, discordant rather shabby, braided and filming laugh. badly, a soft black felt hat pulled "I am blackguard enough," he over iris eyes and a large light mus- said; "but 1 would not hurt a hair taches; his overcoat was hanging on of your head. No! it is useless to Itis arm, and he still curried his vel- contradict your assertions. You have ise. ITere he waited some time, read- me, indeed,• in your grasp, anti there ing a paper, which he held before his is but one way of escape." face, and finally, as it began to row He .loved to the door, but she was dusk, he took a third-class ticket to too quick for hint. Setting her back Paris; my employe traveled in the against it she stretched out her arms same carriage," she turned a page. to keep him off. "It is too long to tell how he track- "You shall not kill yourself! I ed hint that night to an obscure forbid you! You are bad, and base, -street in the Marais, to the shop of a but you belong to me—you belong to Polish Jew dealer in precious stones, me! No, Marsden, you shall not where he held a long parley, and then leave ate!" back to a shabby cafe, where he en- "What is life to me?" asked Mars - gaged a room for the night—he went den, with a calcis despair. "A tits - to it, after partaking of some wine honoring shackle! The sooner I tun and food. When his pursuer had as- rid of it the better. 1 can not strug- certained that he was locked in for gee with you. ll you have any pity, the night, he returned to the shop—I let etc go!" ought to have told you, that this "1 will not! I can note. Oh! • roan was himself the son of a Polish Jew, and spoke the language well. Ile made himself known to the owner of the shop, told some story of hoe- ing been on the outlook for jewels, :and, in short, persuaded his com- •.patriot to let him hide in a corner, where he could witness the interview arranged for next day. I am dwell- ing too much on details, perhaps! Ultimately niy employe witnessed the sale of ten large unset rubies for a price, which, though high, was not enough for their value, and he saw the face of the man who sold thorn." "Indeed!" with a slightly con- ••temptuous accent; "and may I ask what was your clew?" baseness till I was found out." He 1. "There it is," cried Mrs. Ruthven, smiled a bitter, cynical smile. "That Marsden, how I have hated you! You have been so unspeakable false! To rob me, that you might shake ate off and .tarry my rival. Yet," and her eyes softened as they rested on his fine face, so rigid in its despair, on his attitude, grand even in its ex- pressive abandonment, "With all, 1 can not let you destroy yourself! 3f I could hope that gratitude would awaken anything like affection, ten- derness!" "1 aro not worth saving," inter- rupted Marsden, speaking more vol- lectedly. He began to ctilvul.•tte chances. "I know I have done a dastardly deed. I never saw its full raising her voice for the first time above the level tone at which she ,had kept it, and drawing her breath in a deep sob, as she took out of a •.small leather case, and threw to lti;n, a diamond stud. Ile had grown per- fectly colorless, but the hand with which he took up the stud was Steady. "And what does this prove?" he asked. "That Clifford Marsden, of Eve - sleigh hf n t, is a felon!" n," she an- swered, fierce exultation lighting up 'her faee and gleaming. in her oyes. 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Dr. Chase's Nerve Food, the great blood 'buildet and nerve restorative, 50 cents a box. To protect you against imitations the portrait ,and signature of Dr. A. W Chase, the famous .rrseer'pt k' slither, ttri eti CYC*1 bit Of his does not show .nuuh of a moral na- ture to work upon; but I have sa much decency left that it is torture to be under your eye, to hear your just reproaches. I do not ask you for mercy. if you choose to call a policeman, do so. You would be in your right. 1 will not resist." He folded his arms and stood quite still. "Anil do you not know I should tear any own heart to pieces, if 1 pas- sion u? slue cried in a a in need o s j 31 • and love, "Uh 1 can of el 1 cion of auger save you! 1 will save you! if you promise to give me the love 1 long for! Can I not win you by such ser- vice as Ulan never had offered hien before? I can save ru than your life." 1 have no love to give!" said Marsden in a low tone. "I have done with love and eriefldshlp; and, however generous you may be, how can you silence your detective?" "I have bound up his interest with his discretion," she said eagerly, still keeping between Marsden and the door, "1 tell you, your bitterest revenge is to prevent my escaping life and its intolerable pangs," "And 1 tell you," she cried, hard- ening again, "tont if you kill your- self I will blazon the story of your felony, your shame, to the whole world! I will myself describe to Nora L'Estrange your disguises, your creeping to and fro to sell your plun- der.' "Silence!" interrupted Marsden fiercely, making a step forward, then recovering himself, "It i8 not prob- able I can do anything to atone, to compensate. If I can—" he broke off. Mrs. Ruthven paused and clasped her haunds tightly together. "If 1 hold my tongue done need ever know of your—infamy," she snit slowly, "It will be a )secret between our tWO :;cines. Ought not that 10 be an indissoluble bond of union? There is not a breath of suspicion against you, ttaite's inte;t'est is die EXPENSi Ask for the Octagon Sar I137 tlnetfy to be silent, If I choose to submit to so great a loss, that is by affair." "It is to tremendous if." said Mars- den. "flow mu I to repay so huge a debt?" "Py giving me your life," she re- turned in quickly resolute tones, "by giving me your name!" "Do you remember that I am not only in love with Nora, but openly engaged to her?" "I do, and breaking with her will be a considerable part of your atone- mettle 1 know .ten tolerably well; you are quite capable of loving two," "You -are right! My love for Nora. is—I van not speak of it to you—it bus hitherto been the most the h only,s[irttuti <cpassion I ever knew, there has been no time as yet for it to become incarnate. Now there is in you an undertone of dee vary that always attracted me," "Will you break with Nora for my sake?" demanded Mrs. Itutheen imperiously. "1t could he managed," he return., NI thoughtfully, renumbering his lust interview with her. "Be that us It mn3. I shall never marry WI now!" "And my great sacrifice, will It not draw your heart to tae!" she cried. "Oh! I have been wild with love and ]late for you, and I feel flow madly foolish anti despicable 1 and to act as I do!" She burst into a passionate lit of sobbing. The light caste back to Marsden'% eyes. "You are a woman any man might love," he said, "and as you wisely, admit that 111e11 can love two or mot'e (we are generally broader than women, some women), you shall have all the love left in me, of my .life- long gratitude you may be sure. You are .laking a sorry bargain, 1 warn you. I shall never be the same again, but if you care to be Mrs. Marsden of L•`vesleigh, so be itt" "Ah! you are simply selling your. self! And what a price I pay!" "No! by Heaven! I am grateful. and 1 always admired you! Even that night, when T unclasped your necklace I felt inclined to kiss the tet Mrs. Huthven, that weighed but pretty white throat that was so lightly o11 Ws soul, What stayed his vehet soft to my acrilegioua hand was partly the demoralization touch!" which seemed to paralyze him, but "And why did you not! ITad yore chiefly his dread of being hopelessly demented brought back consciousness by yourt;raced in Nora's eyes. She had kisses and confided your difficulties to iuuuense power of hit., and he had tae, all would have been well!" cried said truly, that all of good in him the infatuated woman, throwing her. was linked with his feelings for her. self into his arms. No! he alight have had resolution to What could a criminal so respited end his ruined life, had he not felt do but pay the tribute demanded convinced that AI•s. Ruthven, furious with liberal lips? at being robbed of her prey, would For the moment Marsden was movetell all and maks the worst of all to ed and really grateful, though a bit- Nora. No; the one spred of comfort ter sense of being sold into slavery, in the hell tee had created for him - tinged his feelings of relief. self, was to remain unblemished in "How could you be so fascinated Nora's eyes. }le would affect to re - by Nora L'Estrange?" asked Mrs. lease her by a noble effort of self- denial, and perhaps she would give hint a kind thought; perhaps, when wearied of a monotonous life with Winton or some other prig, a regret- ft.l thought. What a sham life was altogether! Was Nora as true, as real, as she seemed? Yes, now, he would swear, but how long would her truth last the wear and tear of the world? Well, he had escaped detection, and for Nora's sake, for his sister's, his tl;tluo's sake, he had better drift with the tide which seemed stetting in his favor. His only way of enduring ex- istence was to forget there was a yesterday or a to -morrow. But dine with that woman, who was his mistress in the cruelest sense, he could not—at least, to -day. No; to -day he Hurst be alone; he Must be fire to swallow, unchecked, such an amount of burgundy, cline- pegne, brandy, as aright drown the intolerable rage and rem1or1e that maddened him. His incoherent note of excuse, how- ever, only brought Nemesis upon him ,n the shape of Airs. Ituthwen her- bekf, wrapped in shawls and furs, yw110 sent up an urgent message, and sat in her carriage at the hotel door till her captive joined her, and was taken off 1u triumph. A day had passed—two—three—Anti Marsden had unite no ellen. Nora began to hope he was wise. enough to perceive that it would not be for his own happiness to insist ot1 marrying a girl who was so leluct- ant. to be his wife. j After some consideration, she wrote a sensible, dignified letter to Lady Dorrington, rebutting her accuse- ; thins and assuring her that, so far front wishing to .tar her br'other's • prospects by holding hint to his en- ' gagement, she had earnestly begged hint to 8711' her free. Christmas had gone by. to lien's infinite disappointment, without the p1<esenee of her favorite, Marsden. I 'There WAS a pause in the little drama . of their lives! This interval was first broken by al few lines from Winton to Mrs. L'Estrange, in which he itek- ed her to fix MI hour when she could seer hien, as lie wits 1n 10w11 fora short titer, 1111d, if she adher- ed to her intention of returning to lhroolcdate early in January, it would be itis only opportunity of wishing her good-bye. Its he hoped to cont- ple:te his bu81nes8 end sail for India the end of the month. I Nota accepted this note us notice to be out of the way, lunl. felt truly grateful to Winton for sparring het' 1 the pain of all encounter. Mrs. L'Estrange began to form 1 some idea of the truth. Though she 1 liked Mark Winton, she thought lttarsden would be a, More suitable r.:arfnrd," returned Marsden, while he thought bow cruel fate heel Leen in permitting, hie affectionate interior etor to leave (.'hedwgrth alive. "I Must leave you now," he vmitl, "1 feel I roust be. alone. I .am stili dizzy .end unhinged with --•with , the sense of yo!n• great goodness." sejjht Cott will eon>e back? You will not do ?'001' f' f any hart?'" - anxiously, "No. i don't think 1 have pluck enough left to blow my brains out, or rather you have given. ale a fresh r'st for life. You are looking awful- 1 ly dexhautsted. You roust lie (IOWA tend rest." "1)o you care enough for me to wish I should rest?" "How can you doubt? Good-bye for the present," A little further tri- bite, and he nod front her, half mad with rage. despair and self-contempt. I Itis ruling lrtOttve for the last few minutes had been to escape Irene Mrs. Ituthyen,'`to be atone with his I crushing sense of discovery and de- feut. lie had been utterly outwitted, he was at the mercy of a deeply in- , jtu•ced woman—a woman from. whom', he shrunk revolted, all the .tore be- cause he had injured her. The force of degradation could no further go, and ho had been such n doubly damned foul as to believe himself safe! That he could defy this • keen, subtle, tenacious wolilan, and hug himself in the belief that by so I I d base, so shabby a crime, he con steel re an •adorable creature like Nora! Ito had said truly that fail- ure, detection, showed him the depth of shame into which he had fallen. jiad he succeeded, it would not have occurred to hint to repent, Still aglow with the passion Nora had inspired, it was torture to give her up; yet he had so much sense of right loft, or rather restored, that 114 felt it would be equally torture to meet her eyes, to hear her voice, kbowing he was a despicable out- cast, from whom, was she but aware of his true charaelter, she would turn with scorn and loathing. Why, if ho had murdered a .man in anger, he thought,. as he paced his room, or sat with locked doors, his head bur- ied •in his hands, htcould face the world with comparative boldness, and yet, how unjust opinion is! What real harm had 1>e clone Mrs, Huth- ve'n? Only deprived her of a few baubles she looked quite as well without. He had not robbed her of auty comfort or Inoce8sity, or of money or lands. Why had he been so unlucky as to have taken such an overpowering fancy to a girl like Nora unapproachable save by the tremen- dus sacrifice of marriage? This was really the mainspring of his misfor- tunes. As to the future, he shuddered to think of it. Why should he not es- cape it? As to his solemn promise Ruthven, still leaning against him and looking up in his face. "She never could understand you as I do, rhe never could share your feelings as I can." "She is what she • is," said he shortly, "and has been an infinite misfortune to rile." "I am glad you see it." Mrs. Ruthven sat down on the sofa and signed to hint to sit beside her. "Can 1 trust you, Marsden?" look. ing intently into his face. "1 think • so. Dictate your own terms—settle everything on yourself —everything of urine that is avail- able'. I shall never feel more than a dependent on your charity." "You Hurst not say that. You will see that, together, we shall com• mend society." "Tell me," resumed Marsden, after a moment's I>ause, "before we drop this accursed subject forever, how did that detective fellow see me?" "1)o you remember an engineer, Mr. Colville, calling here anti speak- ing to: ale of his little girl, who was my goddaughter?" "Yes. Shirley was here." "That man was Waite. I wanted hien to see you. I wanted to test the completeness o leteness of his disguise by p defying Shirley's recognition. Shin, ley found hint for ttte " "Good God, has Shirley any sue. picion?" "Not the faintest. Do not. doubt, 1 took every precaution to shield the name I might possibly bear. I wait- ed, oh, how impatiently! hoping you would avow your love and difficul- ties iirs to nue, then I should have hid- den. my knowledge even from you; but when I found you were going to marry Nora L'F:straunge, to expose me to the contentpotuous pity of all your world and mine, I was on the verge of getting a warrant of com- mittal against you. My relapse sav- ed you. Ay, and saved ate. Does hot Nora love you intensely?" with keen curiosity. Marsden understood the drift 01 the question. "it would be unchivalrous to boast," said he, with a significant slnile. A look of delight in the suffering she hoped to inflict gleamed in Mra, Ftuthven's large dark eyes. "I must let you go, dearest„" she said, laying her hand caressingly on his shoulder, yet he fancied with a touch of proprietorship. "But you will be Sure to return to dinner, and he sure you do not go to the l".,'Estrangee's. A letter will do 1 hutch better than an interview," "An interview? God forbid!" he exelaimed, with unttlistakable rine eeeity. "Hoar pleased, x.ady ilorringtoal 1lnill b0,"• said Mrit Xtuthven, meds- • • _ . CIiAPTER XVI. husband for :sora, Ile wee bright tend companionable, while Mark was older than ;leis yept's, sobered too isy altet of steady udy sorkend Serious re o -i nsih tity eta could not bre so much attracted d by a man too much in earnest for civil speeches or im- plied compliments, or any of the gal- lant trickery in which eietsden ex - 4.4;:;',;t h-esrho differed front and argued with her as he would with a comrade Of his own Sex, and, to cram all, had he looks to boust of beyond a good fi(;ttt'r4 land gentlemanlike air. However. she matle out very little from their tete-a tt"te intereirew. 'Winton looked Wirt aria gaunt, nut seemed very glad its see flet', and to find her alone. lir spoke feee1y enuui;h of his cnwn t1ff11irs, of Uus division he had nntdo ot` hie nude's bequest with the deceased's !errand- cleild, and of his own appr•c>twlting de - pat ture, of herself and her little daughter, in even a kindlier tone than usual; but not until he rose to take leave, after refusing her invitation to dinner, did he mention Nora. Then he asked calmly—"Amd Miss L'hs- trangte I hope 811:' is well?" '•Yes; Very well.,, "And when dot's the wedding take plaCe,?" "1 am not quite sure." "I thought it was fixed for the be- . February?" gleam„„. 01 "Yes; that was talked of; but we do not quite know yet.” pleased with the marri- age?" you !tet n ago?" lie asked, looking at her very senrchinr•. "Certainlygl' I ail. It is a good mart•iage, from a worldly point of view; and then Clifford Marsden is so utterly devoted, that I think dear Nora's happiness is sure to be his first consideration." "It ought to be," very gravely, "But, Airs, I; i:strange,• Marsd -n's fi- nancial position ought to be looked into carefully before the marriage takes place. Marsden of Ewesleigh sounds like a grand alliance, but he is a good deal dipped; of course, ho may have cleated himself. Miss L'Estrange has no guardian, I be- lieve?" "No, Colonel L'Estrange. after .laking many wills, which he destroy- ed, finally died intestate; our good friend, ?Ir. Barton, the colonel's so- licitor, has managed everything for us, and 1 have got into the habit of looking on Lord Dorrington as an informal guardian; but he can not, or will not, interfere now, because he, or rather Lacey Dorrington, is so displeased with the proposed marri- age." "ITa! I feared 5o. Ludy Dorring- ton 'was, I think, anxious her broth- er should secure Mrs, ltuthven's for- tune. This must he a source of an- noyance to Nora—I mean Miss L'Estrange---who is, 1 suppose, at- tached to Marsden; he is a sort of fellow to please a girl's fancy." There was a tinge of bitterness in his tone. "Oh, yes, of cow se! But Nora is no sentimentalist, you know!" "I do. She is something better. Well, good -morning, Mrs. L'Es- trange." "We shall see you again, though? You will not go without saving good-bye to Nora, and poor little Ilea?" Winton hesitated. "1 should like; to shake hands with Miss L'Estrange once aore," he said slowly, "As to lieu, you :nest keep me posted up in your own. and her doings—if you will consider ate her informal guardian, 1 shall be pleas- ed." "You are very good—you always were good, Mark," c•rfted Mrs. L'Estrange, warmed out of formal- ity. "But you are not going away forever! India is so accessible now; you can come to and fro, and—" "India is the best place for me," he interrupted, somewhat grimly. "There 1 have work to do: here there are no tics to keep me! 1 shall come and say good-bye before T start." lie shook hands cordially, unci left her. hits. 1; 1e:strange hurried upstairs to report proceedings to Nora, who was pretending to read in her own room, ywhere,she was focal of retiring, finding the rest mint even of her step -mother's kindly presence irk- some. in her present overtaxed condi- tion of mind—consumed as she :wait by perpetual anxiety respecting her own position, and intolerable regret for what she had lest by stere mis- apprehension, or,. worse still, the de- liberate misleading, "And M1•. Winton is to ••• leave so soon!" she exclaimed, growing very white, as her step -mother ceased speaking. "Why does he hurry away?" "I can not imagine! 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