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Lucknow Sentinel, 1892-12-16, Page 2• T ., iplied, "I have done my beat. I have thought of him and studied him, And the /most that I can say ia.that he has learned tvaociate me with all his amusements. ® orgahnot a very high or elevated state of 1 us for the following Lees lined and unlin noire() gloves, Jersey aged Ast •u ook ie face.. `d Hildred, what ha money could not buy 2" The dark eyes gleamed softly. "I will not tell you, Lord Caraven,' she answered. "$ut I must know. You have excited my .otiosity—you must gratify it r*` You have enumerated three -things that -money cannot buy—happiness, virtue, lose. It was none of these. Then what could it beV' " I must go, Lord Caraven," she said, her face growing hot and her heart t ,eating quickly. "If you weigh every word that I any I shall have to be very careful." "Hildred,' tell me what ,yon mean," he requeated. " What have you given me?" "I will tell you," she replied, laughingly, "when you have counted all those tiny leaves on the migr:onnette," • She turned to go, but he put out his hand to detain her. She eluded him, and, with a light laugh, disappeared, leaving him by the Veranda alone. " You look astonished at some' hing," said Lord Caraven's friend to him w gen he have a. b' beginning at the very found - T" .1& _ed, `ho` "answered; looking -at -=much she might have icpperilleni all her Organizaticiaoe. "If he commences by hardly -won influence. 00m„ with his amasemente, he Gravely, proudly, witjsout a word, she ing you share in all that in- went to the table and tookher seat. Her County Qouy usband stood at some little distance from 3 brightened. er- iilenely she bent her head over the • The Decegh so? 2'hen.all my trouble p ral • for the tablea were covered with becks and we might force you to give up your ill-, re. gotten gains, we might expose you to the E�itthe young Countess felt any surprise at contempt of the world—but you are not its changed aspect, she ,Aid not evince it, worth tt. I bid you go, and the punishment though she felt the compliment. She of your conduct will be that every one will proved herself a wise woman by saying know that you have been dismissed char - tittle ; if she had uttered but one word too acterlesa. Not one word 1" IIo niacteje though he would speak. She still kept her hand outstretched to thedoor; her eyes overmastered hire. He turned to quit the room. When he reached the door prudence. He looked back figure of the young wife. " I thank you, Lady Caraven," he said. " I owe this to you." She made no sign that she heard him. " to you,' he continued, with a sneer ; " and we all know that you aro here only on sufferance. Takecare that your own turn does not come." There was no answer. Not even a quiver of the white eyelids showed that she heard. His rage increased. " Good -day, Countess of Caraven, he said. " You have called me a thief ; you have, after a fashion, ruined me. I wih be revenged—I sear it ! Even should years pass before I can carry out my purpose, I will be revenged.' And with those words he quitted the study. Lord Caraven made a hasty step across the room topunishJohnBlantyre'sinsolence, but his wife touched him gently. so " You would not surely," she mad "soil year hands with him ? " 1'11 kid him if he insults you !" he ex- claimed. " He will not have the chance of insult- ing me aisain, Lord Caraven ; now we will forget him. The unjust man shall pass away, and his place shall know him no" more ; we have finished with John Blantyre—now for happier tines. If the poor people on the Ravensruere estates knew what has happened, they would set belie ringing for joy.'' He watched her as she went with her free, 'graceful, proud step and flung the window wide open. " We wtl have some fresh air, she said. " I can ever beer the atmosphere in which a bad man has -breathed." You ' would. not be a good prison matron," he reriiarked, laughingly. . " No, I hate wickedness. I have a consti- tutional dislike to it ; and I love goodness with all my heart. Then to win the love of your heart one must be good ? " questioned the Earl. • " Not only goon, but noble," she replied ; and then their tete-a-tete was interrupted. Lord Demers wanted the Earle Long after he had left, the roorishe stood wondering if John Blantyre would keep his. oath, and, if he did, what manner of ven- geance he would take. Not even a gleam of the terrible reality came to her. CHAPTER XXXIII. Before many days had elapsed it became apparent that a new reign .had begun at Ravensn:ere. Sir Retell was charmed and delighted ; he never wearied - of praising Lady Caraven, and telling her what a noble work she was doing ; he did his best to help her. A wonderful change was com- ing over the Earl- Not that ho was begin- ning even in the least to love his wife— that idea had not yet occurred to him ; but 'he was beginning to treat her with great respect, to recognize the fact that she was a high-souledl, woman. It was of her mind, he thought,; her personal charms, great as they were, had not as yet impressed him. He . had started with the conviction that his wife was a dark -eyed unformed schoolgii 1, and tie had not as yet made . the discovery that she waha beautiful -woman ; but .her mind impressed him—her calm patience, her lofty stau:11ard ot thought and, action, her purity, her intense desire to do her duty,• had alt sutler -ism' and then pleased. him; He wondered that he had been blind to there qualitiea so long, but he consoled himself by thinking that they were only just developed, and perhaps never—such was the observant power of the man—would have been developed but for the circumstanced in which she was placed. He never dreamed ef loving her—he had started with the idea that he did not love her and never 'should. He was a man slow to change his ideas. , •- But, attnough the idea of love had not occurred to hien, their. relations towards each other were fast changing. The beauti- ful gifted wife was fast taking her place in every respect and in every way, except in her husband's heart. Her patience and good sense pever failed her, little failures did not daunt her. Her courage seemed invincible ; if she ever felt discouraged, she never showed it. Her influence over the Earl increased every day ; yet there were relapses .into the old faults. There were mornings when, after having played cards half the night, he would sleep away the lovely fresh sunlight hours, and come down at noon with just sufficient grace to feelashamed of himself. Then it was that her calm, noble patience was shown to perfection. She did not reproach him as other women would have done, she did .not utter little sarcesma and talk " at " him, as is the fashion with sorneof the beat of wives ; there was a high-mindedness about her that was irresiatibtu. It was the same with his other' evil habits. If the old fascination came over him, •and he spent a day and a night at the billiard table, to the utter neglect of all other duties, she was patience itself. She avoided chat worst of all faults that even good wives have—lecturing. The Earl knew that, although he might fail, might break down in his resolutions, there was a kind, firm hand" to help him to rise County Coo... ), " Yon have seldom, I suppose, looked one for thug of that same day was lig over one of these balance sheets ?" she said only lastt'fiue, of bnsine warand brilliant ; the to the Earl unwillingm to Bleep. It was so " No, ' he replied, " I da not remember. not 8 •;resutifni that the whole party that 1 have ever examined one." aQeclared that it was almoet treason " Then I will look over them,' she said quietly. Before long, she added : " Will you look at this, Lord Caraven ? All this is .lune wrong—several entries are incor- rect, and the reckoning isfalsified. The Earl was slightly embarrassed. I do not think, to tell you the troth, Hildred, that I am very clever at accounts," he stammered. " But surely you can see whether this is correct ? Believe me, a child could see it-" " " Then I am not so wise even as a child," he said ruefully ; but, leaning over her shoulder, he tried to understand what she said. It was indeed easy' enough—the whole sheet, ae she pointed out, had been got up to meet the eye. " And you have never noticed this ?" said the young Countess. "No, indeed," he replied—" I have never even thought of it-" " Then you have been a very easy master to please," she remarked. " I need hardly say, Lord Caraven, that the man who falsi- ties hie accounts is a rogue. You know it." " I know that much. I am afraid to think whether all the balance sheets he has prepared since he has been my agent have been like thin." " Your have never imagine." No --never.' They were interrupted by the entrance of the atgenit himself—the man whom from his face Lady Caraven suspected from the first of being dishonest. John Blantyre was a tall, gentlemanly - looking roan of specious manner and good address. A rogue from liking as much as anything else; he would not have cared to be honest if .he could. He had contrived to ingratiate himself into the favor of Lord Caraven from the convict.iou'that he could do as he liked with the easy, indolent, pleasure loving • nobleman. He had done so. He had pandered to all the young .Earl's weaknesses ; to the cry of •` Money, money " he had responded by wringing more and more from the tenants; by raising rents, refusing repairs, by all the mean and underhand tricks that he could pla.y. He answered the Earl's purpose well, because he could from some source or other alwaye find him money. The young nobleman was too care- less, too indolent to . stop to think that while he was thus impoverishing the estat the unjust steward was enriching himself. Balance -sheets were brought to him that he never even glanced at ; bar kere' books, bills, receipts, were passed over in a simi- lar fashion. He never troubled to look et any of them. The result -was irretrievable,. Jotin Blantyre had laid aside a fair fortune for himself. " Let the worst come,' he said to himself, " if I am caught there will be only a few years' imprisonment ; then I can go abroad and enjoy my savings." • Yet he relied implicitly upon his good for- tune that he should not be caught. He entered. the room smiling, with his usual bland, obsequious manner. His face. Changed when he saw the Connteas of Caraven looking overhis balance -sheets. The Earl pointed to a chair ; the detected thief sat down. CHAPTER XXXII. The young Countess eyes were raised to the bland face of the agent; they seemed to burn him. The Berl left the discussion to her, as he hail said he would. Words. could not have expressed the proud, cold contempt on her face aa'she spoke to him., "You are well aware, Mr-, Blantyre, that: this.talance sheet is, worth nothing ?! The as:counts are all falsified." " I am not aware of anything of the kind, your ladyship. There may be a few mis- takes sit was hurriedly made out. May I ask permission to You may ask nothing, sir, she replied curtly. " 'tell Lord Caravan if it be cor- rect that yon have taken a bribe from some ane who wants Bromhill Farm—a bribe to turn turnout the old tenants and bring in e. new one-" ° " Lord Caraven knows that he--" But the Countess interrupted him. " Did you take the bribe? ' Yea' or No?'" " Yes,- he replied sullenly. " Mr. Blantyre," said the young Coun- tess, " you are a detected thief. You have robbed your employer, you have falsified your accounts, you have ground down the poor, you have oppressed the • helpless, you nave made my husband's naive hated and loathed, you have betrayed your trust, you have drawn down upon your own head the curses of those people whom ill -luck has brought into contact with you." " Stay, my lady. You• accuse me, and give rile no chance to defend myself. The Earl was watching- hie wife intently. He saw the color rasing tuber face, he saw the light in her eyes, he heard the passion, the acorn of wrongs -doing that trembled in her voice. • " She is equal to it,-" he thought; "there is no need for mo to interfere." " Yon cannot defend yourself,' she re- plied. " I bold innumerable proofs of what I assert," John Blantyre wavered before the bright indignation of the,fearleas eye, and, turning to the Earl, said e " My lord, I have been a faithful servant of yours • have you nothing to say forme?" ,,��' s tae Buri- t° ,,thm indoors. �t' ► Hildred looked up with laughing eyes at you given me that herhusband. s Yon are going to sentimentalize amongst the flowers, Lord Caraven, I suppose ? I hope you will choose a pleasant com- panion." It wasnot in human nature—at least in man's nature—to resist the fire of those dark eyes. " Will you accompany me 2" lie replied. " I shall be sure then of a nice companion." " Is there any one whom you would like better ? " she asked, coquettishly. or there is not," said the re the moat amusing ere." " I am grateful for small favors," re- turned Hildred. So they Walked together through the long, winding paths. lie did not oder her his arm, nor did she seem to notice, it. They laughed, talked, jested, but between them there was none of the familiarity whteh should be between husband and wite. Ouoe her dress caught amongst the tangled branches of a rose tree that had overgrown returned to resume their game at billiards. its limits, and the Earl stooped down to " Yes," replied the Earl, "I have been.j remove it. His wife drew herself quickly enjoying a novel sensation." lit away, so quickly that the jewels she wore " What is that ? " asked his friend. • / seemed to quiver in the light. Her face " I am not quite sure," was the laughing' flushed hotly. " Thank you," she said briefly. The Earl looked at her in comic surprise. " What ( are you blushing for, Hildred ? What is the matter ? What have I done ?" " Nothing," she replied briefly—" these narrow paths are so very' awkward." " Then we will • go into the broader ones. But, . Hildred, pray do not waste all that; lovely color in a blush- for nothing ; I know people who would give a amall fortune for such a bloom." ' • " They are welcome to it," said the young Countess. " I do not Hay so. Upon my word it is a revelation. I did not think that in these degenerate days any one t:ould blush after that fashion." " I ought to be gratified that you value my blushes so highly," she said ; and she " No, onmyh Earl, hastily ; " .y companion I can h reply ; " I should not like to be too certain of it—but I believe that I have been flirting with my own wife." The young • Coantees had hastened smilingly away after presenting him with the sprays of mignonette. If that was the result of a few kind words, she said to her- self that she would often nay them. Sir Raoul saw her smiling and blushing, with a glad light in her eyes. he said, " what success, Hil- dred ? " The best in the world," she replied ; and her pleasure was increased at dinner time when she naw that Lord Caraven wore some of the mignonette in his button -hole. LordCaraven was fond of music ; he had a rich, ringing tenor voice which, as a rule, he was too indolent to nee. He would troll , out a verse of a love -ditty, or the chorus of ' saw that he was pleased. a drinking -song, in a fashion that made one i " What are you thinking about so in - long to hear the rest. In the evening Sir Raoul asked him to sing. " It is too much trouble," said the hand- some Earl. " Why should I exert myself to sing when caber people can do it se much tently, Hildred?' asked Lord Caravan. Shelooked up at him brightly. " I will tell you. I was thinking about you. You have a keen eye•for all natural beauties, Lord Caraven—a mind that if better for ale ?" it werd not obscured by indolence would "That's au idle excuse," returned Sir be artistic." Raoul.. " La.ly Graven, persuade your He glanced at her again, something husband to sing ; he has a voice almost as of .amuaeotent straggling with hes ire rich and clear as Mario's; but he will never t patience. use it." . She came oyer to him. He looked at his beautiful young wife in all the shimmer of satin and gleam ef pearls ; he gazed into the beautiful face. •" Do •eine, Lord . Caraven," elle Raid. " Obseured by indolence, Hildred? Tnat is a strong expression.", -" Iris Ntrong, but it is- true. See how you admire this 'minuet scene ; there iyeisot not one of its beautiful details a rich escapes"you—the color of the skies, the hue "Yon owe me something for my flowers j,of the flowers, the glimmering sunlight as it this morning." , . Ladle over the trees. I" wilt . tell you of a "Do, you really wish me to sing, Hil-- sight more 'beautiful still—that is suur;se- dred?" he asked. ' Why do you never see that ?""I Bio, indeed," she answered. ' , " Suppose you do so now," she suggested. "Then you shall be obeyed. - Will yon " I • always think the fair -eat, freshest' have an old fashioned English ballad, or a sweeteat hours of the day are the .,arly Scotch one ? No French or Italian ,for me, morning hours ; yon who seldom rise ' I like good, hearty words." until noon can hardly imagine what they He sangone of the prettiest of Euglish are like." songs—"ood-bye, Swetheart, Good-bye " "I challenge you," she said, '' to rise —sang it with such sweetneas; such pathos, every morning this week—not to see the day that his listensea were almost moved to dawn, but to enjoy, the first freshness of the tears. • • • lovely morning air. I could not ieevc thee though I said, , "I accept the challenge," he replied ; "Good-bye, Sweetheart, Goodbye." " you shalt see that I ani capable of making As the last words passed his lips he an effort when I choose." caught.a glimpse ole his wife's face. ' What She thought that was enough for once, did it express ? He stopped suddenly. and she waited with roam cariosity to see Sir Raoul rallied him, begging of him to the results of her endeavor. He was down finish. the next morning when she took her seat at, " Let us have the last verse," said he ; but the breakfast -table, looking better' than she he Earl turned quickly to him- had Been him look for some time. " Not another word, Raoul," he an- "'I have made the effort," he said. awered ; " loan sing no more. I have seen " Did, it cost you much asked the young a ghost." countess. " A ghost !" cried Sir Raoul. "The ghost " I felt as though night were turned into' of what 2" day, or something of that kind. Seriously,, " I am not quite sure," replied the Hildred, I thank yon for ceiling my, atten- ' Earl ; "but I think it was the ghost of what tion tot he- fact that I waste hours every might have been-" And Sir Raoul said no+ morning in perfect idleness. I mean to more. ' f cure myself of the habit; suchwaste shall * * * *not occur again." Guests and friends began to ask them- I It was another victory, but a small one. selves could they be mistaken—could they Yet, as she said to herself, all these, small have misunderstood ? The cold, sullen as they were, would gradually ambunt to gloom was leaving the young wife's faze ; one worth winning in time. the husband ceased his covert sneers and CHAPTER \X\I. hard words : the two exchanged laughing ' jests and smiles. Yet Hildred The visitors at R.vensmere became dimly caw, and saw plainly, that it aware that some more ,important business . was all her own doing. If ever by than usual was on hand. inc E irl was chance she for one moment forgot her role, aeon with a preoccupied face. He had been he forgot his ; if by any chance she relapsed heard to refuse Lord Damer s challenge to a into her cold, frozen manner, he changed as billiard -match. He had distinctly stated though by magic. She saw plainly enough that ho should not join in the hunt that now that all depended on herself. Colonel Hungerford had arranged. What •It was perhaps but a small beginning, was the matter? Lady Caraven °was, as , this changing of sneers into smiles, but it Renal", bright, beautiful, and graceful ; but wassomething gained. Both husband midwife those who knew her best saw that, site was were alike in one respect ; they had a keen ' engrossed by some thought. sense of humor. The earl had more of this ' The Earl ran for his footman. sense than his young wife, and it was a " When Mr. Blantyre comes, show him wonderful bond of union between thein.. into my study," he said ; and then he went She grew accnetorned to Bee him looking over to his wife. "You do not feel Her- at her from the door of her room., 'with an voce at the task you have undertaken?" air of apology on his hapdsome face. " May ho goestiohed. - I come in for half an hour," Hildred 7" heal " No," he replied calmly, " but I,tfaucy would ask ; and then she then she would that Mr. Blantyre will feel nervous before put away her books on her easel, or what- we have done with him."(' ever she wan engaged upon, and devote her- The Earl smiled. If this trusted ser self to him. If ha were told some merry vent of hia had deceived him, the sooner he story, her quick, laughing sympathy was was unmaaked and punished the better. the first thing he sought.• If he heard any " I thing,'' said Lady Caraven, "it would clever repartee, or play upon words, the be quite as well if we looked over the bal- �t ttehiing he thought of was to reseal it to ance eheot before Mr. Blantyre comes—it will shorten the interview.' All this was ao much gained—yet it He ac uieaced at once, and followed hie seemed to her very little. Sir Raoul asked her one morning how ehnwaa progreaaing. 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Lady Caraven lost uo time when her husband had once -given her permission to Wtdsrr coffering act. He affected to laugh and feel amused es.•....,nr' ,Toor!ha:.he at her zeal and her enthusiaarri in reality draagieta it shamed him. He asked her what her .first reform was to be ; and she told him • t Kh+s For Every Falling Slur. all the laborers' cottages were to be pulled With the atmosphere full of darting down, and fresh houses built for them— meteors every night, these be j•,youe times houses where'the first laws of health could for the young man w b taken the angel of be regarded. She wanted good• fresh air, his dreams out to view the cornet, and is dry walls, pure water, plenty of room. She keen enough to take advantage of the un- did not rest until the workmen were busy in written law that assigns a kiss for every from r.nothache use Gum. Sold by all " Uion my word, Blantyre, I believe you , removing • what ahe called the " fever- bleesed shooting star. have been a moat consummate rogue," an -1 acres." awered the Earl. " I have placed all my She was to have her own way, yet she Yabsley—Now, if a fellow were to take authority in the hands of Lady Caraven. showed the sweetest submission to her hue- your cloak, would lodt follow the Scrip - She is to do an she will." i band. When the architect and builder tural injunction ? fudge—Yee. I'd take The bland (smile on the agent's , face waited upon her with plans for the model , off my coat and giesi it to him in the neck wife tot a study. The aspect of that room changed to an ,, ugly sneer. The young cottages, she took them at opce to him. He ` was somewhat changed. The photographs, Countess rose froth tier seat and, extending looked rip laughingly. Soldiers in the Italian army ar allowed the love -tokens that had displeased Lady her arm, pointed with her finger to the 1 •• yon; pay mea compliment, Hildred;'' cigars as part of their daily rations Caraven, the portraits of popular actresses door. be said ;but it is your affair entirely, not In form armee, deformed people were and of well-known dans.elisee, bad all disap- " I shall waate"no words with you, sir," ,o, frequently t own into • arena t be keptonb geared ; the room looked more liked study, abo said. " Ga 'We might prosecute you, . •• I shall find no pleasure in it unless I of sight * " • ti i