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OUR SERIAL STORY
T ie Disappearance
of P. ulina, Blake
"1 ant sure it is the wisest course,
Stephen," she says in conclusion,
"so I take it at once without consult-
ing either Dick or yourself, who
might for various reasons try to
snake me change my mind. It would
be useless trouble, but still it would
make us all even more miserable
and at odds with one another than
we are at present. Nothing would
induce me to slay at the Abbey
while things are as they are. I re-
flect; on no ono, for I would not give
you, who have already so much to
bear , one unnecessary pang; but
there are things here I cannot un-
derstand or approve. 1 feel—how
shall I put it?—a traitor to poor dear
Pauline and a kind of accomplice in
all sorts of dark and dreadful doings
while T stay under this roof and say
nothing of ail that I suspect. Do
not be angry, with me, Stove! I
tun as sorry as I can be to say this
—don't you see my tears are falling
on the paper as I write?—•but I must
obey my conscience in the matter,
and that keeps calling, `Go, go, go!"
With something like a muttered
malediction Stephen throws down
the paper and touches the bell be-
side him. He has grown very white.
"The cruel, heartless little fool!
Does she understand what she is do-
ing—what this abandonment will
mean to Nell? But she must not,
she shall not go just yet! I will
see and reason with her and snake
any sort of concession to keep her
here until we can arrange something.
I will wire Dick. Ile will be on
my side if only to save scandal. At
any cost I must and will keep her
for a few days more!"
"You rang, sir?"
"Yes, I want to sent a note to Mrs.
Ituthven. Is she In the 'house?"
"Oh, no, sir," Arnold answers.
"Mrs. Rutheen left ey the ten
o'clock train for town. She told me
to give you the letter when you a-
woke, blt said you were on no ac-
count to be specially disturbed for
the purpose. DA. Valdez drove with
her to the station and has not yet
returned."
"Very well." The trained habits
nTrevor's.
• keepsStephen
'tarsen( 1
of n h
1
does
ve.�te firm !eel iienr, hut h, (,
not; look round from the desk by
Which he is ;tanning until the eer-
mutt has left the room. Once alone
be drops hopele•o int/, a ehnir'and
all the hauntblg horror of his
thoughts find, vont in the bitter
cry—.
"Oh, }leaven, what will le :me gr
Nell?"
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CHAPTER XIII
Sombre and shadowy in her warm
wrappings, white in face, but for the
red clanger spot in either cheek, Nel-
lie Slade drops with a sigh of ex-
haustion into the pillowed nest be-
ide the library fire and does her best
to smile reassuringly tip into the
housekeeper's anxious eyes and to
convince her that she is not the
worse for the great effort she has
just made. Mrs. Clarke however
shakes her head, as for many rea-
sons alto would have preferred to
keep the invalid imprisoned in ]ler
room for a few days longer. She has
clone her best indeed to dissuade the
doctor front giving tht permission of
which the girl has availed herself
with such feverish haste, but all her
efforts have been in vain.
'Well, I hope you won't have to
pay for your obstinacy, Miss Nellie,"
she says in a disheartened way; "but
you are still as weak as a cat and
that feverish I quite expect you to
have a relapse before the night is
over!"
"Oh, I am stronger than you
think!" Nellie says, with a grateful
smile. "I do not mean to give y011
,more nursing, or indeed any more
trouble to any one, if I can help it.
By the way—" She hesitates and
draws the numerous wraps about her
as though she felt a sudden chill,
then adds with a ,pathetic break in
her voice, "Are we two alone in the 1
house?"
Mrs,Clark looks uncomfortable for
the question is not an easy one to
answer truthfully. She reddens and
stammers in a fashion that recess.
arily attracts the girl's attention hs
she replies with a sort of heavy
pleasantry—
"As well as we can be, miss—if
the nine or tel servants don't count!"
"Oh!" Nellie looks et her thought-
fully, •wondering if there is any ren- i
::on for her odd mermen. "Mrs.
RRuthvon is out?"
The housekeeper nods and shuts
tae;. !u,,.,, Sir Stephen has given pod -
live orders that his sister's sudden
departure le not on any account ao
be mentioned et present to Mise
•lade so here, at any rate, she is on
epee .mind.,
"And Sir Stephen?'
The dark head is turned towards
the fire, so that Mrs, Clark cannot
:;w tiro enatetp in the girl's oyer, but
Vie 'altering t'oic, makes her hear'
scar.. Site answer; tv i'h a cheerful-
nese 1101 is almost boisterous.
"I tees mr, yes, be fs out too! duet
•••ole for his walk through the -it-
hese. Poor gentleman he cruet stay
nee in the hone all el'iyl,
"No ds Mrs. Puthven with him?"
"No, miss! Mrs. Ruthv'on is --wolf
she just went' out with Dor. Valdcr„
1,11(1 that is all I know about it! And
now I am going to bring you a glass
of wine. 1VIlss Nellie. If you take
my advice you will drink it and go
off to sleep in ,your snug corner. That
will do you More good than wasting
the little strength you have got both -
eying your poor brains with asking
questines about flange that don't
(natter two straws one way or the
other!"
Mallin looks wi.tiully after Mite
stints women, who seems today iuer
only friend, and tears of pain and
weakness £all down her thin cheoke.
Why could they plot have hit her
die, site asks herself in rebellious
agony, when dying would have been
THE BRUSSELS POST
WEDNESDAY, .
RCII "fth, 1928,
so easy, when she needed only to
talar another step in the 410114 alley
to reneh a mire rc'ful!'e in the land of
shadows, where all her fear:: and
n une a, all the sin end eor(•ow that
had spoiled hes life would he dune
with and forgotten? 011, they have I
been very cruel! Shephen, who heel
ermined so trine and tender, and Hyl -
v:,1 Ilutlitc n, who has promised to be -
I r e tel her for itis; salae, have dragged
her ha'lc, reluctant, from the. 'brink
or the; brief teeming that ]ed to light -
f,
d joy and then abauuloned her to
ehiver on the hank, alone and des -
late. It Is true thate he is in fart
separated from them for ever, that in
her guilty conscience thele is a har-
rier between her and her lover that
not love ieself may dare to ignore or
eros:., but he knows nutiling of this
yet. Why, then, is he to not there
to welcetne Iter?
It is a question site cannot an-
'Wer --(t question that wrings her
lwert With fear incl agony, but she is
still so weak that the slight exertion
of walking from her room to the lib-
rnv Has tied her out, and a. mover,
fel :;bunko puts an end to her suf.
feringe. When. Mi Clarks comes
hack with wino and br.cuits ,he finds
her n•ttic et . h aping like a little child,
her dark head and pale face out-
lined _'train t the rod silk cnehion and
het thick curies lashes still wet with
1('1(05,
"Poor
child!"
ih geed .woman
,(
says pltifelly. "Pile has cried her-
eon' to sleep and no wonder! It mutt
seem a cruel sort of come -hack to
life with no one hut me to welcome
her. But what was poor Sir Stephen
to do? Ha was pretty well crazy
when he found the trick that nasty
little cat Sylvia had played hint; and
I suppose he is trying to get some
sort of help in the village. Web,
sleep is the best thing for her, though
I wish she had taken 0 glass of wine
before elle dropped oil, but it is not
worth while to wake her for it now."
She gives a deft tench Or two t0
the wraps and pillows, and noiseless-
ly leaves the -room,
How long Nellie sleeps in the
warmth and comfort she herself does
not know, but she is called back from
the happy dreamland, in which she
and Stephen walk side be Ride m an
enchanted garden whore neither care
nor tears nor shame can enter, where
they can look in each other's eyes
and read each other's hearts without
the sickening dread of finding any
secret there, by the jarring echo of
a mocking laugh and the utterance
of her own name. Still dazed and
heavy, she raises her head in in-
stinctive obedience to what sounds
like a familiar voice and cries, be-
fore she has time to collect her
scattered wits or think what site is
saying—
"Yes, Miss Blake!"
Again that jangling mirthless
H:utgh jars on her weakened nerves,
and a quite unknown voice answers
in anything but a friendly or reassur-
ing tone.
"You are not speaking to Miss
Blake."
Bewildered and alarmed, Nellie re-
sents the apparent insolence of this
address, and, brushing away the ((list
that dims her eyes, looks steadily at
the unmannerly speaker who has a-
wakened hor with an evident purpose
of insult. She sees seated on the
other side of the- fire a crouching
figure in a loose warm coat, a cunn-
ing twitching face framed in two
long brown hands and a pair of rest-
less :lining eyes that regard ler
with intent scrutiny. Por a second
she :(1145 her.:e11 Who this intruder
can be; Oen her memory awakens,
and she know, she is .facia!; Pablo
(e
Valla.
"No", she agrees, with all the dig-
nify het' woak1it'-s can (muumuu!. "1
was scarcely •awake when I :poke.
and no• cloubt there wits 0omethhur
in your voi(c Put there is noi.h•
in:, to explain."
P01110 Veale pulls his fury (bent
11101 ansa Melee with a quer and by
no 0114(115 pleasant chuckle --
"Un the contrary, there 800418 to
n'r to
be a great deal, and -you ;tae
the ('('0 ee'r5on to eeplain it 'kis
l?11,o) Sla.le! It is very rude to con-
tradict e lady, and rather lv,pel(55
work to try to melte one speak When
idte is wiely beat upon holding het•
tongue, but an unlucky fate forces
rote to do both today. Of course you
r'er•ognize who I am?'
"You are Senor Valdez, 1 suppose?
And either a madman o1• something
wont'!" Nellie cries indignantly and
rises from her sent with the intent-
ion of escaping; but '.vett strong
feeling', cermet give physiral fovea,
:end elm is still so weak that 510? drops
limply back mining her cii hions.
While tears of helpless anger 011 ler
eyes, her tormentor lattghs agoin,
"Yes T nm Pablo Valdez," he ait-
swere promptly--eaMiss Blake's imps
hew and invited. guest, and mesa like-
ly in. heir if she is deals, as half the
Declares War
"Fruit-a-ti'ves"—the Enemy
of Dyspepsia
QT. URSULE, QUE. —"For ten
13 years 1 could not digest food.
Now 1 eat like a new plan.
Frult-a-tives relieved aro com-
pletely," Jos. Martin.
Our way of living lays most
of us open to recurrent attacks
of dyspepsia and kindred ail-
ments. To remedy this, the
regular use of Fruit-a-tives ie
highly recommended.
The gentle, natural stimula-
tion of the bowels and digestive
system by the fruit juice ex-
tracts and Nuke in Fruit-a-tivee
soon heals 1)otilursumeendpain-
ful digestion. Try it. Suld by all
druggists -25c and 50c per box.
onssoommossravrassEsorsto
world now believes her to be. In an;
case I urn her next-of-kin, so you sm
that, lnaolent intruder as you think
me, I have every right to be here—
mere rie,ht than even Sir Stephen
Trevor, who does not by any means
approve of ate. His sister has better
taste."
"No one is likely to dispute your
right," Nellie says, If only some
one would come and release her from
this dangerous lunatic -Stephen, Syl-
via, or oven Mrs• Clarke—any one
who would lend her the strength of
a supporting arm!
But
no one comes, and Pablo Val-
; 'dee, who evert, to read her thoughts,
gees on with a fiendish enjoyment of
h_rr pain—
"No, • you must hear Inc out! I
have waited for this meeting ever
since I heard your name( ever since
I began to guess ever since I learnned
what I know now. - You have eluded
me for many days, but I have you at
length, and I mean to hold you fast!"
Nell looks at him with growing
horror, which every moment swal-
lows up a little of the indignation
She had felt at first. She does not
dare to tell him he is mad, but mad-
ne1s alone can explain his bewilder-
ing speech and manner.
"You aro talking in riddles, lir.
Valdez, and I ant too weak and too
tired to guess theta today," she says,
with a shaken voice and with eyes
averted. I cannot understand your
extraordinary interest in a stranger
—a woman you have never met until
today!"
Pablo's tone grows stern and men-
acing.
"You will soon, Miss Slade, for you
kindly and willingly recognize my
right to be here as Miss Blake's nep-
hew and probable heir. Will you,
with as little reluctance, admit me in
a1 third character, the one I prefer
to all the other?"
"What character is that?"
Pablo Valdez springs to his feet
and throws his long arms above his
head.
"Her sworn avenger!" he cries.
"The man who will spare no one, not
even himself, in his determination to
unmask the, crime of which he knows
Paufina Blake has been the victim!
The man who will follow every clue
—and he has some in his hand al-
ready!"
The girl makes no remark, and her
silence increases his fury.
"You are not very curious, Miss
Slade, or perhaps you arc afraid to
ask questions," he says. "I quite
understand that, but still .I think you
would be wise to find out how numb
I know."
"Of 14iiss P.lake's fate1" Nellie'
breaks in with a pasisonate eager -
110135
lger-
(1 5 that sweeps away' heat indigna-
tion and even the grim fear that
cl0tcll,') like the hand of death 0'
here i..
1 s 1' '.1'tt 1 cl..
1 heart. "Iia. 1'tt i been g
covered? Tell ite all you know!'
Pa abin leughe.
"It is for you to streak and 1111 the
rest of the to nrld to listen, since you
•110(10 know the mystery of stet' ,l# -
aa p enra nee."
Ncllio lank.. it hu i 10,1'0 and soma',
burly; then her 0la(tee dreg., nue!
1!e saps with a despairing L -
"Yon are. ((lad! I 1Q111W (''141ing
(1100, tlsan yotl d0!"
"CH, lett 1 know e rtre,tY deal!"
the real says. "Not of my poor
11r1t s l'Pte--though 1 mettle to make
that discovery before long, but of
other matters equally ltd, , e ,t ie!e
Por' instance,- 11<notr a :;'roast drat
mere them the rest of the world doe
--00011 01( 1110 11 such a privileged petro (
SS Sir SStephen Trevor does—about
you1"
No , ound, no sign cone, from the
r:i01, who sits 0s 0100 g/1 0he Were
UM/ 0(1 tri stone, eltnr1ng straight be-
fore her.
"I knots you hada sorrel; that Miss
Pilate lead suspected for 5tlme days
and that was only revealed to her in
all its disgraceful detail a few henry
before her disappearance, Is not
that true?"
There is still no ansewor--'00 at-
tempt at either (ilssent ay denial.
"1 ant glad you have the grace to
d•r,a,•t'ee.e..+.4.e-eeleeaee.�`o..t. .`see, (the did at the eleventh hour, that the
F.oi•!>1I)r.wukite hetussle was in truth a
>nn r 1 , adl,'ntur 1i why, then
9,01 0 site fell her (t 1 flr,' to .pealk and act,
and :Ie' did t tit to sump purp)se! 1
t11m1 1 0111 right "'
y It > n+; 1• i late., .lowly and MID,
((111111, in dull me:held: -il fashion, ae
1. tlxn 11 hie netlike) 411(1` compelled
9 1', 11"8"11:•';';211:1•:
e'• a nt, 144[4 n,
'I 11ighe'st morkel pricrl
* S .! Sbe +ol a the that educe I was
s paid for your 1'11(155: n0 I !'»•r what he 11)010ht as. . .
1' a * ane` marl rage with Stephen would
Y r e.. oH.H lc +
'e ♦ 1„•111 disgrace on IIMI---it was my
e du to rive bdm rep S!• • •appyed
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waste no time in useless eontradiet-
4001," Valdez cries with a contempt -
none shrug of the? shoulders, "Such
common 5(11Ne> wins my resleeet and
((takes my tusk easier, and we 110r0e
r no time to lose if we are to come to
terms,"
"To conn to --- term:,?"
"Why, ye.,i! I fancy you and 1 may
make ;t sort of bargain that will _suit
both of rte, but first you had better
learn the full extent of my knows dew of your secret and const quant
power over you. ShSail I go on?" i
He interprets a slight movement;
of the dark bead as. assent, and pro-
coeds trimnpha,itly---
"Shall I reconstruct the, scene
you two acted in this very room,
when, having treated you with quite
unusual kindness all the evening,
having decked you out in the family
jewels that she had brought from the
hank, as she assured you, for that
special purpose, and driven you al-
roost mad --oppressed as you were by
th e burden of a secret that was even
then gnilty, though it seems innoe-
epee itself beside that which stains
your conscience now—by her pict-
ures of the cloudless future that a-
waited Stephen Trevor's happy wire,
she suddenly startled you by dropp-
ing her mask and letting you for a I
second see into her heart?"
The remembrance is so poignant,
the magic of the man's speech so I
powerful, that Nellie forgets the
terror of the present and lives
through that past horror again.
"Shall I ever forget it?" she cries
with a shudder. "Her Iook? Her 1
tone? I never thought she loved me
much, though she had done so much
for me for Stephen's sake. But then 1
I knew beyond all doubt how she
hated me—hated me!"
"Yes, she hated you," Pablo agrees
of once, "as she had good reason to
do for her cousin's sake, and—well,
for another reason which she pro- I
bably did not care to give. But she
was not an unjust woman—or does 1
not seem to have been so—and if
you had been the innocent blameless
paragon Stephen Trevor thought you 4
she would have smothered har dislilce
to toy 400e, my cense• 01 honour;
to promi-ed to provide far me in
the handsomest planner, and- "
I 1 toier falter,,.; the girl pauses
with a terrified look around. Valdez
full -bee 11v broke.'(( sentence,
"To provide fur you rind 0 ("4118.11
u(>rrom111>'mble hanger-on who wan;
likely in every way to regi you (earl
You had only to abandon the andel-t-
hese liar of bewomnig Lady Trevor
o n>aure her friend: hip and your
OW n -+l ty- not: to mention that of
the iutognr-on?? Well it was a gen-
erous offer? Of 0001 you accepted
it?"
"I did note the girl- sacs in the
same dull lifeless way. "If you know
so much, you know too that I made
no compact with her."
"You digs not deny th truth of
what she
could not. .promise
1 oil pl nit
nothing, ronfc O s nothing to her. I
told her that Stephen ---and Stephen
alone—had the right to hear my 11110 -
enable :`tory, that he would be here
in a few hours. when I would tell
him all, and that he+ should then de-
cide whether or not I was was worthy
to be his wife"
"A noble decision worthy of the
heroine SiSr Stephen thought you!
Tint he has been here, -rant, We^k.;
now, and may I ask why there has as
yet been no confession?"
(Continued Next Week)
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