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first question to the footman.
"No, Sir Eustace ; he has gone to the
theatre with Mr. Dene."
Not by a sign did Clairvaulx betray that
the answer startled hint.
"Did she go in the broughum ?" he asked.
"No, air ; Dir. Deno called for hor in a
hansom. They're gone to the Haymarket,
sir."
"Very well. Tell thein to send round the
broughams at once ; I don't require auything,
1 dined at ON ford."
mHe went up to the .hawing -room, feeling
chilled and disappointed, and something
more than disappointed ; not vexed with
Reneo for being absent, sine she had no
reason whatever to e'cpoct him to -night,
still he had hoped she might be at home ;
but whatvexed him and pained him was
her conduct this evening and her silence
concerning shedney Deno. \\ by did she
not mention having met hien, cid why did
she not go to the theatiein a carriage in.
stead of driving nit in a hansom ? Clairvaulx
was as far as possible from beiug strait laced
but he was jealous for the ntuno of his beauti-
ful young wife ; he would not give anyone a
loophole for saying she slid when her hus-
band was absent what ho would not sanc-
tion when at home. But Renee was. eo in-
experienced she aright have acted thought-
lessly.
Dene might have fetched her to juin Lady
Laura or some other friend. Clairvaulx
loved his wife too truly and had too much
faith in her to suspect wrong without, very
strong proof, but he was far from (raving
each faith in Sydney Dene. His worldly
knowledge ta ught Lim not to trust a man
who had once been a woman's ,lover not
to be her lover still. though she have a
husband.
He threw himself into a chair in the
drawing -room, and almost as he did so, he
caught sight of something lying on the floor
by the piano. It looked like a letter.
With no thought but that it might be
some of his wife's she had dropped and
would not, perhaps, wish a servant to read,
he rose, and crossing the floor picked up
the letter, which was without an envelope
and folded it as if it had been in the pocket.
Clairvaulx never read his wife's lettere, and
would not'havo read this had not Ms eye
inadverently caught words that sent all
the blood to itis heart with a shock that
took his breath.
"My own precious darling." Does a wo-
man write so to a woman ? And this was
a man's hand. Mechanically Clairvaulx
turned to the signature. "Your fond, true
Syd."
Then he read it from beginning to end. It
was not long—dated Wednesday.
" I will call for you to -morrow, as arrang-
ed. \Vhat happiness to be with you again—
not for the last time, though your husband
comes home so soon. Ah ! Reneo, did you
not own that you loved me—thatyou dread-
ed his coming 7 But there are golden days
in store for us yet, only wo must be more
careful. Forgive this short letter'; 1 could •
not write a longer ono this tii'tne. With un-
dying love,
"Your fond, true
"Stn."
Clairvaulx stood quite still, slowly crush-
ing the letter in his hand.
"It cannot be !" he muttered, with
bloodless lips. " It is impossible—such foul
treason. My Renee, my darling—who has
written to me as she has written ? No 1 I
am mad --dreaming. Sho cannot be se false ;
itis treason to doubt her."
The door opened.
" The brougham is at the door, Sir
Enstaco."
Clairvaulx started and pulled himself
together.
" Very well," he said, quietly, and the
servant retired.
Clairvaulx bowed his face in his clasped
hands.
" Yet she loved hien once," he muttered .
" she begged me tg save her from his in•
fluence. But the lie—the foul treason to
write to me daily those loving letters while
she was meeting this lover—corresponding
with him ! My God ! I will not believe it
unless her own lips confess it, let the proof
seem what it may 1"
He thrust the letter into his breast pocket
and went out to the carriage, and in a few
minutes he was at the theatre and directed
to Lady Clairvaulx's box. Tho play was
nearly, but not quite, over. He was just in
time, then, to fetch Renee.
CHAPTER XIII.
And Renee Clairvaulx, observed of all ob-
servers, was not enjoying herself a bit. Lady
Laura never put in an appearance, and the•
girl kept thinking—"Suppose Eustace were
to conte home to -night, and I not at home
to meet him?" Sho began to wish she had
told therm to send the brougharn for her
and she longed for the play to be over, yet
dreaded being quite alone with Sydney
again. Had she been wrong—foolish ? she
asked herself. Would Eustace blame hor?
But Sydney had seemed so frank and friend.
ly. How should she dream of harm to him
any more than to herself in being with
him ?
Tho heroine, in the last act, was just
denouncing the villian--tho hero was in the
wings waiting to rush on—when there was
a knock at the box door.
Renee started, aim?ply because sho was in
a nervous state in whish everything would
startle her; but Sydney turned round with
a look of unmistakable annoyance as ho
said, " Come in."
. " Thank you," said a voice to the attend-
ant who opened the door—a voice that
mane the blood leap in Renee's veins, and
rush in a joyous flood to hor brow. She
turned her glowing face to her husband as
.,.he entered the box ; but the eight of his
face froze the quick, happy "Oh, Enstaeel"
on her lips—froze the blood in her heart ;
the soft flush on her cheek died into deadly
pallor.
As for Deno, he had to use no small effort
to preserve some self.command, anti greet
the horribly unwelcome intruder with
decentcourteay, but his constrained manner
did not for a moment impose on Clairvaulx,
though this was neither tho time nor the
place to notice it.
i Ife declined by a gesture the chair Dene
/offered, and said, quietly—
"I thought I would come end fetch my
wife home. The piece is nearly ovr:r, I be-
lieve?"
" Nearly over," Deno managed tte say.
Clairvaulx must have seen that letter.. 'Well,
he was meant to see it, but son ow Mr.
Dene did not feel very comforts now
that hie plan had succeeded. For one thing,
he had not contemplated Sir Eustace, if
he should come home to -night, coming so
early, or driving down to the theatre for his
wife.
The green curtain began to descend, and
Clairvaulx, quiety ignoring Sydney Deno,
took up Renee's opera cloak and put it round
her shoulders, drawing the hood over her
sunny curls. Sho did not speak a word,
sho did not even look at him ; she strove
with all her strength to be outwardly) calm,
but she could not help the trembling of the
little hand he drew on his arm.
Still ignoring Dene, Clairvaulx led his wife
front the box, Sydney following and feeling
much in the position of a hound beaten for
misconduct; yet the young man could not re-
sent his treatment.
Outside Renee paused, turning to Sydney.
" Good -night, "she said, offering her haud,
thank
f
r your
"a' Clood night,"he said, justrtouvhing hor
hand, and raising hie bat to both turned
away.
Clairvaulx handed his wife into the broug.
ham and followed her. and the carriage
drove oft:
Reneo shrank into the corner, still dazed
and stunned, without the power, if sho had
had the will, to utter a word. What did it
all mean? What had she done? Had
someone slandered he to her husband, and
that was why he came up earlier than he
had said he would ? Oh ! how she had revel-
led in picturing their meeting. She would
spring to his arms, and whisper Trow elle
had lengod for his coming and how she loved
him ; and this was the reality. But she had
done no wrong ; he would believe her word
against a thousand. They would soon be
home, and then this' hideous nightmare
would pass.away.
And Clairvaulx, with burning heart and
teeth set close, sat silent and motionless.
How he yearned to fold that quiver-
ing form beside him to his breast: hut
that must not be while even the shadow of
doubt clouded hie love. Beaidos, it would
utterly break down the self command Renee
preserved now, and the servants would see
she was deeply agitated.
The carriage stopped and Clairvaulx as-
sisted his wife to alight. She drew the
hood of her cloak more closely about her
face as she went with him to the house. In
the hall he paused, and asked her in a low
tone if Louise was sitting up forher.
" No," she said. "I told her not to sit
up."
" Then shall I come with you now, Renee
—or presently ?"
He had to bend down to catch her answer.
" No—please come now."
She loosed her hand from' Ms arm, and
went before him up the stairs to her
dressing -room, where \ glorious firo burned
in the low grate. Renee flung off her mantle
hurriedly, and turning, faced her husband
as he closed the door. Her dark eyes were
wild and troubled, her color went and came,
her whole frame quivered. She had never
looked more lovely than she looked now in
her agony and perplexity. Clairvaulx had
never more need than he had now of self -
command. • ,.
" Eustace !" she said, breathlessly.
" What is it—what have I done wrong?
It was not my fault to -night --indeed it
wasn't !"
Clairvaulx went up to hor and laid both
hands on her shoulders. •
" What was not your fault, Renee ?" he
asked, gently.
" About Sydney. Are you angry because
1 went with him as I did ? I did not think
there was any harm --and I thought Lady
Laura was coming."
" Yes ?"
" She wrote some days ago," Renee went
on, more bravely, though she did not look
up, " to ask me to go to the theatre with
Sydney and her, and she would call for me
in the carriage ; and while I was waiting
Sydney came up in a hansom to fetch me.
He.eaid Lady Laura had a bad headache ;
she hoped to join us later. I suggested that
I should order the brougham, but Sydney
said we were late already. So I went. Was
that wrong, Eustaco 7'
" No." He dropped' his hands and turned
away, or he must have flung his arms round
the trembling form, and forgotten every-
thing but his love and her suffering. " No,
Renee—if that were all 1"
"If that were all !" she repeated, blankly.
Fora minute there was dead silence. -
Clairvaulx leaning on the mantelpiece,
gazing into the glowing fire, but seeing
nothing; Renee with hor hands clenched
over hor heart, her eyes wide with horror
and won der.
"You think," elle said at last ; but hard-
ly as it she grasped tho idea, " that I am
deceiving you. I never spoke of meeting
him in my letters --and so --you think I
was afraid to speak of hint—"
She stopped. Clairvaulx, not daring to
lift his eyes to her face, lest, looking at her,
he should lose the self-control that even now
seemed ebbing from him, said, in a low sup-
pressed voice— .
" You asked me not to bring hint here
becau >u feared your own heart if you
.met im again ; yet, so soon as I.am away,
you set hist, not once but teeny times ;
how is this ?",
'Renee turned her face aside, the crimson
creeping over cheek and brow, a sweet soft
light shining through all the trouble in her
eyes.
" 1 wap wrong then," sho said, in a half
whisper. " I knew—afterwards, I was not
afraid to meet him. . I never loved him ; I
only thought I did—"
" Renee I" with what passion in face and
voice he turned to her—"you madden me 1
What aro you saying to me ? Oh, God, what
is the truth ?" He took tho letter from his
pocket, and flung it at her feet. "Tell me,"
ho said, through his teeth, " what that
means!"
Surely the utter amazement of Renee's
look—first to the letter, then to her hue•
band's face; and back again, was elumost
1J
aiaawer euffloient to the question, or never
wore guilt the garments of innocence with
such cousummate art.
" Is it ranine t" she actin, involuntarily.
" God help me 1" Clairvaulx said, " I
cannot believe that it is !" Ile picked the
letter up, and held it before her. "You
know the writing t" he said, watching her
face.
She glanced at it, and raised hor pure eyes
to his.
" It is Sydney's," she said, at once, " but
it cue t he mine ; he has not written to me."
" Renee, my darling "—he put his hands
on her shoulders again—his voice was
hoarse and broken—"I asked you when you
wrote to me to speak from your hearts I
ask volt, for both our sakes, for the love of
Heaven, to speak to me from your heart
Dow. Road that letter, which I found to-
night in the drawing -room, as if it had ac-
cidentally fallen. If you have read it before,
confess the truth, and I will be patient with
you. Mind, my wife, I have no doubt of
your honor ; I cannot bring myself even to
think you are unfaithful in thought, but
that letter must be explained. Once more,
tell me the truth 1"
Again he turned from her. Renee look-
ed clown at the letter through a scarlet mist,
but site knew her husband was waiting in
agony for her answer. She struggled for
self-control, and at last she in some measure
gained it : and not moving front where she
stood, began the letter.
The first words caused the hot blood to
flame into her face. She made a qui ik step
forwards, and opened her lips, as if to dis-
own the shameful lines, but crushed the iia -
pulse, and paused. Sho would read it to
the end. Then it fell from her handa to the
floor, and she stood erect, her dark eyes
blazing, her whole fraute quivering with a
noble passion.
"It is a lie 1" she said, in a clear ringing
voice—"a base, coward scheme to rob me
of your faith. I never saw that letter,
Eustace, till you threw it at nay feet. There
was no arrangement but the arrangement I
told you of ; Sydney Dene never wrote to me
as he implies there t he never spoke to me
or treated nye save as a friend, and so I
treated him. It is a lie that I loved him,
or told him Idid ; a lie that I dreaded your
corning home. I longed for it day and night
—and stow—"
She broke suddenly down, and would
have fallen on her knees at his feet but he
caught her to his breast, wrapping her
close, close to him.
"Renee," he cried, in passionate anguish,
"my wife, if you can forgive me. Ah ! no
no; I did not doubt you ; I was mad to
torture you—to wrong you so 1"
She clung about his neck, sobbing for
very happiness, and he, in bitter remorse,
bent over her, kissing' the golden curls with
devout passion, the while she struggled for
strength to speak to him. But by•and•by
she lifted her face a little.
"Eustace," she whispered. "I have not
told you all the truth—nok quite all."
He drew a quick breath. How wildly
his heart throbbed against hers! His trem-
bling lips touched her brow.
"Will yon tell pie the rest now?" he said.
"In my arms.?"
"Don't you know it, Eustace?"
"I think," the words were hardly breath-
ed, "I think I know, my wife, but tell me
with your lips on mine."
"She lifted her radiant face to meet his
kiss ; to give to him the lover's kiss.
. "Eustace, I love you 1"
Half kneeling, half reclining at her hue -
band's feet as he eat holding her in his arms
her bright head lying on his breast, Renee
made her confession.
"I Loved you long ago," she said, very
softly, with a half sorrowful wistfulness in
her tone, as having made him suffer needless-
ly, "only I was foolish and did not know it.
I think that even that first night, when you
spoke to me under the limes, and took me is,
your heart and kissed me, 1 think that even
then you more than half won me. I don't
know, but looking back I seemed to feel.
more clearly than I dreamed of then that I
was happy with you. I knew there was
rest and trust, but it was more than that—
a feeling I bad never had for Sydney Dene.
I could never have loved him, Eustace ; it
was only a girl's fancy, and there is no power
in him that could make fancy ripen into
love."
"Clairvaulx's brow grew dark at the men.
tion of Sydney Deno's name:
"Base traitor I" he said, sternly, "I have
an account -to settle with him, and he will
not forget the payment. There has been a
plot Renee, to make mo believe you faith-
lesa in thought if not in deed, and that let
ter was written and placed where it was for
me to find. Ono of the servants must have
beon the tool here, and I know who was the
moving spirit."
"Eustace ! Not Lady Laura ?"
"Aye, Lady Laura. Years ago, Renee,
she was at no pains to hide from me that I
had but to ask her hand to win it, and she
had never forgotten that I was blind and
deaf to her preference. She hates you for my
sake, she hates me for hor own ; she seeks to
wound mo where the wound would be deep-
est. But enough of her now and of the.
hound who shall soon taste my horsewhip.
Speak to mo again of your love, Renee. I
think," he said, very low, and his lips sought
' hers again, "1 enuld never weary of hearing
you say over and over, 'I love you, I love
you."'
Renoc smiled softly, but there wore tears
in her eyes., too.
"Ah 1" she. said, '• 1 was very creel to you,
but f II i,1 npr.t know, and you were always so
patient 11tt11 MO. \n;1 somehow I could not
tell you when I wrote that I loved you ; I
Lis
Then be clasped her with emotion,
Drew the maiden to his breast,
Whispered vows of true devotion,
The old, old tale,—you know the rest.
From bis circled arms upspringing,
With a tear she turned away,
And her voice with sorrow ringing,
"I shall not see my bridal day." •
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think you must have seen it in my lettere.
But the words would act enure, and I want-
ed to tell you with rity own lips, and I did
not like to speak of styilney, you !night n is
understand are, perhaps ; and then it would
seem as if I thought you mistrusted ole, and
then--"
"What, sweetheart 7"
"Why, Eustace, you are my husband,
and he had once been my lover--" She
paused ragain. Clair.!au1x laid his hand on
the fair young head.
"I understand, dearest," he said, gently,
"So there are'no more shadows, my Renee,
are there
"No, none ; only sunshine, too much sun-
shine, it almost blinds mos and yet I cannot
feel afraid while yier are with me, Eustace.' •
"And I," he said, "canuot put you from
me, even for a little while, not yet."
And Renee, nestling closer. to !Hiro, ans-
wered in act, though not in words, " Not
yet."
Assuredly Lady Laura Harwood had made
a grand mistake for once in hor life.
CFIAP'I'ER XIV.
Renee bad told her husband that the ser-
vant most likely t., bo Lady Laura's tool in
regard to the letter was Louise, her maid,
who was already under notice for discredit-
able conduct, of which facts Lady Laura was
aware. So Louise Ira; sent for to her mas-
ter's study and sternly questioned.
The Frenchwoman confessed that she had
placed the letter where it was found.
"Lady Laura," the maid said, "wrote to
me and told me to go to her, as she heard I
was to leave my lady and she wanted a maid.
When I went, any Lady Laura gave me a
large sum of money and she gave me the let-
ter you found, and told me I was to take it
out of the envelope and lay it on the fidor,
that it might seen any lady had dropped it
that was in case you came home last night;
but if you did not, I was to give it to you
when you came as if I had found it. That
is all the truth, monsieur."
"Now listen to me, Louise," Clairvaulx
said. "You have committed an act, not only
base, but criminal. Yeti leave toe house in
two hours' time; but inark this 1 if you say
a word to any of the servants concerning this
matter, or to anyone else, I care not at what
distance of time, I will have you arrested for
conspiracy, and your punishment would be
very heavy indeed. You understand me?
Now go 1"
And Mdle. Louise withdrew.
That day her ladyship received a letter
which made her grow white. She had fail-
ed then, Eustace Clairvaulx knew the whole
truth, and threatened her with criminal pro-
ceedingsif he breathed a word against the
woman she had tried to ruin.
She sent at once a messenger with a not•
to Sydney Done to call upon her ; but the
messenger returned, reporting that Mr.
Deno was ill and was not likely to be out
for days.
"What is the matter—an accident 1" ex-
claimed Lady Laura.
The servant hesitated.
"Well, my lady,' it seems Sir Eustace
Clairvaulx called, and he gave Mr. Done a
dreadful horsewhipping; the servant of the
house said he thought Mr. Dene was doad
when he found him. But he's awful bad,
my lady."
Sydney Deno, when he could get about
again, founts it convenient to throw up his
poet at the Foreign Office and go abroad ;
but Lady Laura, though she escaped' with-
out bodily punishment, had her punishment
in the knowledge of her rival's happiness,
and of her own utter humiliation in the eyes
of the man sho had once loved.
And Renee says to hor husband, Vvith a
sunny smile—
"So it was a golden day for me, Eustace,
when you won my consent to be your wife—
for you carried the position by storm, I
seemed to have no power to refuse you.
Only 1 th night myself unhappy, and_ told
you I didn't love you ; butit was not half
true—even then."
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until payment; is made, and collect the
whole amount, whether it be taken fron
the office or not, There can be no lege:
discontinuance until the payment is made
3—Any persoln who takes a paper from
the post.ollice, whether directed to him
name or another, or whether he has sub•
scribed or not, is responsible for the pay.
4—If a subscriber orders higrjta
stout t1"at a"certain time, and -the
er continues to send, it tine subscriber
bound to pay for it if lie takes It out bf
post•offtce. This proceeds upon the grown,
that a man must pay for what he. uses
0
tp
Affr In the Division Court in Godericli
at the November sitting a newspaperut-
Irsher suet.! for pay of paper. The defend-
ant objected paying on the ground that he
had ordered a former proprietor of the
paper to discontinue it. The Judge held..
that that •was not a valid defence. The
pluinttfl', the present proprietor, had no
noti:e to discontinue ant --.1 consequently
could collect, although it was not denied,
that defendant had notified former pro-
prietor to discontinue. In any event'
defcuaut was bound to pay for the time
he had received the paper and until he
had paid all arrears due for subscription.
• • • • 1890 • in •
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