The Brussels Post, 1890-11-28, Page 2STRANGELY WEDDED.
A THRILLING STORY OF ROMANCE AND ADVENTURE.
CHAPTER XVII.
Tna PIP110 'MISS OF P01 1.
Tell not all you know and judge not all
•you see if you would live in peace.
What happened to Mademoiselle
-Valerie as Ethel Dennie and Jack
'.Trevor passed out of the lobby of
'the Haymarket Theatre into the
dark night, I cannot say, but cer.
'fain it is that she did not immedi•
a,tely make it her buslneee to call
,upon Major Dennie in his retreat
,attire Flats, S. W. Time went on -
.days wore away and the Dennises
.still believed they were safe from
the relentless shadow which had
persued them so unpleasantly at
Cherteey.
And at this way they got on in a
wonderfully pleasant way. Major
Dennis was but little at the Flats ;
he went a great deal to his club, and
be spent a great deal of his time in
the company of "dear old Charley
Coventry,"—who had never yet
managed to pay his respects to his
•chum's wife. Stay, though—he
bad gone twice to the Flats when
Ethel was out.
'Its so very odd, you know,Ethel,'
he said after the second pall which
Charley Coventry had made, 'that
old Charley should be eo anxious to
know you and should mise you
•twice running.'
'Why dont you ask him to din•
iner ?' said Ethel innocently.
'Why, yea, that's a good idea,
•cried the Major. 'I`ll ask him to.
.morrow -eh ? And then we can go
~four to a.theatre.'
'Yes,' answered Ethel—'I'm sure
That would be far the best.'
,But Charley Coventry . did not
taccept the invitation—naturally he
hardly could, poor fellow, having
been out of the way of dinner•
_parties for many a long year.
iMajor Dennis gave his excuses to
Ethel, and added the information
&that 'old Charley's such a desperate -
sly shy chap, I dare say he shirks
sit.'
Ethel's life at this time was a
'very well ,oeoupied one, and she was
els happy as it was possible for her
to he, useless she had been Jack
Trevor's wife. She saw him every
-day and sometimes several times in
the day—it had come to be an un-
derstood thing that where she went
he would go also ; and Major Den•
a iia eo far from resenting it, regard
'ed the arrangement in the light of
a'totally unmixed blessing, whioh
mould permit him to come and go
when •he pleased.
And very soon Ethel began to
,make friends and to have quite a
mice little circle of acquaintances.
She got to know several people
diving,in .The "Elate, or they got to
•irnow her:; and through them she
:got to know some very pleasant
people in the world outside of the
toommnnity which lived under the
,same roof•tree. And there were
xaome very charming people living
:ia The Flats at that time. There
'was a Airs. Wylie, a widow getting
into years, who wore her pretty
white hair dressed high over a
cushion and looked like an old
Marquise of the Faubourg. And
rtbere was Mrs. Weston -West, the
,most brilliaut essayist of modern
times, with the sharpest pen and
the keenest wit and the mildest and
sweetest manners in all London
town ; and there was Stewart
1'Estraugethe man who did every
thing and did it well—who wrote
plays and poems and books and
•songs, who painted pietnres and
•composed waltzes, Well, in the
rooms of such people as these Ethel
naturally met all the world and hie
wife, and a good many pleasant
people intimated that they would
,like to know her better.
Among others was a Mrs. Mara -
win, a widow of ample means and a
large capacity for enjoying all kinds
of eooiety, a woman who was never
so happy as when ehe was arrang
ing for a party in her own house
or going to one in somebody else's.
.And Mre, Maravin took an equal
fancy to Ethel Dennis,
'Do you know,' she said to her
the second time she met her—'it is
not often I really take to new
acquaintances—I am not a woman
who goes to an evening party with
her card•case in her hand and deals
her visiting cards about like a round
game. But sometimes I take
fancies and I about 1 greatly like to
3cnow you better. Wont you come
vend sec me ?'
T should like it very much,' said
Ethel, feeling greatly pleased and a
.ltttlo,flattered, for she bad heard of
Mrs. •Maravin as one of the most
!popular hostesses in London.
'Then come and aee me the day
'after to -morrow, in the afternoon,'
Said Mrs Maravin. 'T shall have a
t31t -1 SS1✓ 1LS IQST
Maravin replied. There ie very
little difference betweeu thous.'
'But the little difference is,all .the
world to them,' said Ethel. {hedge,
get ue some tea at onoe, please.'
'Yes Mum,' answered Judge.
'What pretty rooms you have
ly—and Madam de Vida, who needs here,' said Mre. Maravin.
no explanation. Won't you intro. 'They are not exactly ours,' Ethel
duce your husband to me ? with a
glance at Trevor who was etanding
close by.
Ethel blushed a little. 'This is
not my husband, Mrs. Maravin, but
a great friend of—of ours ; he and
my husband were in the same regi-
ment—and I have known him
since I was a little child. Jaok, let
me introduce you to Mrs. Alaravin.'
Trevor moved towards them and
bowed profoundly to Mrs, Maravin,
who looked on him with kindly eyes,
as meet women did, and told him
that she had been begging Mrs.
Dennis to come and see her, and
that she hoped that he would come
also,
'But I hope your husband will
00010 too,' she said to Ethel, with-
out giving Trever opportunity to do
more than bow his acknowledge of
her invitation. 'Does he go about tea -'Ie the Major at home, Judge ?'
much ?' Mrs. Dennis asked,
'011 1 yes—but not much in the 'He ha, just come in, Aium,' re-
plied.
'Ask him to come here, please.'
'I will, Mum.'
Accordingly, two minutes later,
explained. 'We did nut find a large
suite vaoaut, except this whioh was
to be let furnished for. a few months.
Bub we like living here so much that
we shall secure the first good•eized
suite that falls vacant.'
'Ali t yea, I see, That lady,
Madame Woleneki, she lives hero
also. But I fanny she has her own
rooms hire. She had a letter of
introduction to the from a dear
friend of mine in Vienna.'
'And how pretty she is,' Ethel re•
marked,
'Yes, ale is—not perhaps pretty,
as se striking looking, and so dis-
tinguished iu manner. And all that
pretty white hair, that is what
maires you call her pretty.'
'Perhaps ; I thought ft lovely.'
'Yes, and I also '
Just then Judge Dame iu with tb e
afternoon,' Ethel answered.
'But he is not an invalid ?' Mrs.
Maravin asked.
'Oh ! dear no -011 l no. Cosmo
is anything but an invalid, is he Aiajor Dennie cams in with his best
not ?' she answered, appealing to manner, to be introduced to Mrs.
Trevor. Maravin. And Mrs. Moravia was
'Ohl very much eo,' he replied 80 charmed by him, that she wins-
promptly—'at least I mean that he pared to Ethel, :My dear child,
is very much anything but an in- what a mistake of mine. Do you
valid.' know I had an idea that your bus.
Mrs, Moravia gave a sigh of re- band was ninety nine. As it is he
lief. 'Ah 1 that is a great comfort. is quite charming.'
In society now -a days, one has to 'I am very glad' you think so,'
be so very careful in even mention- said Ethel, wondering whether Mrs.
ing absent husbands and wives. I Maravin would thinly, Cosmo D en
alwaya feel my way carefully and nis quite charming if she was ea ar-
yet I made a mistake with you just ried to him ?'
now, . didn't 1 ?' '012 1 I do ; I am so glad to have
'A slight mistake,' admitted Ethel seen hint. Major Dennis, your wife
blushing again. has faithfully promised to come
Airs. Maravin laughed. 'Ali 1 over on Thursday afternoon—now I
people one meets about are very hope you will come too.'
odd—I daresay vitae of my ec• 'I'll do my beet,' said the Major
quaintaoces thiuk me as odd as I in his most effusive manner:
think other people sometimes ; still 'That's not half a bad sort of
it is alittle trying when you send a woman,' he remarked when Mrs.
woman an invitation and you either Moravia had fairly gone—'but quite
leave out her husband when they the style of woman to take you in
live together and everything is all and do for you from the cradle to
right between them, or you put him the grave.'
in and find that she is a widow. I If Trevor could help it, he never
think people ought to be labelled— laughed at a joke of Major Dennis's
'M' for married and ail right—'W' —that one, however, so exactly des -
for widow -'S' for separated couples. cribed the lady who had taken pis
I am aura it would be far leas awk• session of Ethel, that he could not
ward than it is now.' help going into a hearty fit of
I suppose it would,' said Ethel— laughter.
'but as yet I have hardly begun to 'Ah, you may laugh, you may
ask anyone. Still I hope you will laugh as much as you like,' cried
come although I have no crowd of the Major—'And by the bye, young
clever people to attract you.' man, there's a letter for you at the
I shall 00010 to see you,' said club marked 'Most important.' I
Mrs, Maravin kindly. 'By -the -bye, wanted to bring it round to you,
what part of the world do you live having caught a glimpse of it in the
in 2' hall•porter'e band, but though I
'Here—in The Flats,' Ethel re- told him you would certainly be
plied, here, he didnt see it. Hadn't you
'011 1 really, That is very nice. better go round and get it ?'
I live in Queen Anne's Gate. I '01, it's safe enough, there,' said
know so many people in The Hats Trevor easily.
that I could spend a whole day go• 'Still you had far better go—It
ing from one floor to another,' may be —from the regiment. Or
-'Won't you come and pay me a shall I send Judge sound 2'
little visit now 2' Ethel asked. 'Not a bit of it, Major, I wouldn't
I should like it im aensely,' Mrs. trouble you for the world. I'll go
Maravin replied. 'Are you up or round presently and see what it is,
down 2' A. moneylender wants to lend me
'0h 1 down, We are quite in money, I've no doubt.'
the dregs of society,' Ethel cried He finished his tea and asked for
laughing. another cup, ate two bits of butter -
'Yea, I suppose the top people do ed muffin and presently sauntered
pride themselves on it,' Mrs. Mara• off to go to the club to find the im•
vin said—then looked at the watch portant litter.
on her wrist—'a quarter past six— 'Major Dennis tells me you have
well, if you want me to come in for an important letter for me,' he said
ten minutes,will you take me now 2' to the hall-porter—'you might quite
'Of course I will,' Ethel replied. safely hays given it to him.'
So they then went down to the next 'It's as much as my place is
floor where the Dennises lived ; not worth, Sir, to give up a letter to
lordship had spoken to us of con.
n unioating with you, as he believed
that you were the son of the late
Biehop of 13lankhampton, who fail-
ing 16800 of the Hon. Hugh Trevor,
was next heir to the title of Ross.
trovor, our late client never having
married. 13,is lordship was, how-
ever, in very bad health and at all
times of a nervous and retiring die.
position and the definite orders to
communicate with you wore never
given.
'If, us we surmise, yeti are the
son of the late Edward Trovor, Bis-
hop of Blankhampton, you are now
Lord Roestrevor, of Rosetrevor
County Antrim, and of Trevor Hall,
Norfolk. Will you be kind enough
to communicate with u s at erne and
inform ns whether you will be pree'
out at the late lord's obsequies or
not 2
'Our late honored client left full
directions for his funeral, which we
feel justified in assuming that you
will wish to be carried out to the
letter..
'We aro, sir, your most obedient—
'RaNnLa, NHWINQA & Go,
'Solicitors.'
Jack Trevor went over it again
and again. 'If, as we surmise. you
are the eon of the late Edward 'Tre-
vor, Bishop ,of Blankhampton,' he
real aloud, in a desperate effort to
get the right sense of the words in-
to his mind, 'you are now Lord
Rosetrevor, of Rosetrevor, County
Antrim, and Trevor Hall, Norfolk.'
'Why, then I must be Lord Roes-
trevor—I—oh 1 no, they can't mean
that, it's impossible 1'
Then he read the letter over
again. 'Yes, that's what they mean.
'You are now Lord Rosetrevor,' I
am Lord Rosetrevor. I—Jaok Tre-
vor—I—I—never felt so idiotic iu
my life.'
He got up from the big chair and
went towards the window.
'Hello, Jaok,' exolaimed a man
sitting there with one or two other
men. 'What's up 2 You're as
white as chalk. Are you i11 2 I
hope you haven't bad news in that
letter.'
Jack looked at the letter and then
at the- questioner. 'News,' he re.
plied. 'Yes --and rte knooked me
over completely.'
'Not money losses, I hope, old
chap,' said the other, holding out a
sympathetic hand to him.
'No, I suppose not. You can
read it. I feel idiotic, as if I didn't
know whether I was standing on
my head or my heels. I wish one
of you fellows would order me a
brandy and soda.'
There was a bell on the table and
a man near to it struck it immedi-
ately. 'Bring Mr. Trevor o brandy
and soda,' he said.
Meantime the man who was read•
ing the letter—George Dalrymple-
read to the end with many an ex-
clamation of surprise ; then he
jumped up and shook Jack's hand
heartily.
'My dear Trevor, or I must call
you Rosetrevor very soon now, I
congratulate you with all my heart.
I hal no idea there was any pro-
bability of anything of that kind
happening.'
'Nor I. I never thought about
it,' said Jack rather wistfully. 'I
knew that I had some relat nus, hat
—. Oh, well, I can't talk about it
just now. I feel dazed and half off
my head. Ah 1 thanks,' as the
waiter brought him the refreshing
stimulant. "There, I begin to feel
more like myself than I did, Thanks
Dalrymple, old chap, thanks.'
He tore himself away from them
all with the excuse that he must
wire off a reply to the lawyers at
once and he weut into the library
and filled in a telegraph form.
'Yee, I am the only son of Ed-
ward Trevor, Bishop of Blaukhamp-
tun. I will come tomorrow as
early as possible. Carry out all the
however, without interruption, for a
lady just entering the room was an
acquaintance of Mrs. Alaravin's and
stopped to speak to her.
'Ah 1 Madame,' she said—'how
lute you are—I am just running
away.'
'How sorry I am,' replied the
lady—'I have been elsewhere this
afternoon.'
'Are you coming to me on Thurs-
day 2'
Yea.'
'Ah 1 that is right. Let me in.
troduce you to my friend, Mrs.
Dennis—Mrs. Dennis, Madame
Wolonski.'
The two ladies exchanged greet•
ioge and then Mrs, Maravin declar-
ed that she mint go.
'Good-bye, thin,' said Madame
Woleneki, amiling. 'Good•byo,
Madame,' (to Ethel) 'I hope we
shall meet again,'
'Many thanks -I hope so,' answer-
ed Ethel,
'How exadtly alike foreigners are,'
remarked Airs. Maravin as they
reached the door of the Dennioce'
flat—'so flowery and all that:
'What is ehe--a Russian or a
little good music -not the sort of Pole 7' Ethel aeked. , 'Since the death last month, with•
thug you geuerally hear about—but 'A Pole, I asked her if she was e. out issue, of fiord Rosstrevor'a only
.elder, who;playatthe violin divine. Busman and she ehudderod,' Mrs, brother, the Hon, Iiugli Trevor, his
anyone but the owner,' the man re•
plied. 'It wouldn't do, Sir, it late Lord Rosetrevor', wishes to the
wouldn'tindeed.' letter. John Trevor, idtl Dra-
'I dare say not—thanks, and
Trevor moved on turning into the
smoking.room, where he pulled an
easy chair near to the lire and
Bottled himself comfortably therein,
before ho broke the seal whioh se.
cured the envelope.
'Now, let us see what it's all
about,' he said to himself.
CHAPTER XVIII.
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"Nothing to do in this world of ours 1
Where weeds spring up with the fairest
flowers 1
where smiles have only a fitful play 1
And hearts are breaking everyday 1"
For a fow minutes after Jack Tre,
vor had read that letter he sat quite
still trying to take in the acme
thereof. In plain words it ran
thus, but just at first they eecmed
to convey no meaning to him
'Wo regret exceedingly that we
have to inform you of the demise of
our honored client, Lord Rosetrevor,
Which occurred feet evening between
ten and eleven o'Cloak.
goons.'
Then when be had sent this off,
he walked out of the olub and back
to The Flats. He found Ethel
wearing a loose white gown and
alone.
'Well 2' she said, looking up.
here is the Major 2'
Ile's going out to dinner—he's
dressing now. Why ?'
'Do you know what has happened
to me 7'
'No. How should I know 2'
I am Lord Boastrevor,' Ho was
so excited, so utterly upset, that he
blurted the news out without any
idea of what its effect might be up-
on her.
'You are Lord Rosstrevor-- whit
do you mean 2' she cried.
'I don't mean anything. Oh 1
Ethel, Ethel if we had only known,
if your mother had only known, she
would have let you marry as you
liked. But it's too late now, too late
to be any good.'
His face was quivering, although
I do not mean to imply that he was
near to tears. Ethel, however,
dropped back into her chair with a
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