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GIPSY'S MARRIAGEiii• 1
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"Ie your master lit? 1 meet see
haw immediately."
Peter starts back with a stifled
exclamation, Hero, of all men in the
world to ask admittance to this
Immo, stands Colonel Bryan 1
The old butler quivers with exclte-
prat ; ho feels as if the honor of the
Dermot), were lying in his h01118. Thu
pride of the gond, old mama and the
love of the old stock rises hotly with-
in him. He draws up hie frail old fig-
ure and bars the passage.
"I do not think you con look for a
welcome In this house, err," ins Saye,
proudly.
Colonel Bryan, laying his hands on
tbo old mat's sliouidere, rushee him
forcibly on one HMO.
"Take me to your master 1" le all
he says; and Peter, dumbfounded,
obeys, and leads tho way to the lib-
rary foaming with rage.
"And it you meet your den tin 'tis
only what you deserve I" b1, mutters,
81 ho hobbles along, with Colonel
Bryan stalking after him.
Throwing open tho library door,
the old man announces, in a voice
almost unintelligible:
"Colonel Bryan, Sir Maurice!"
For a moment tho old retainer
Watches while Ills master leaps to his
feet. lie sees the awful look of rage
and emotion &weep over Maurice's
face; and he hears Colonel Bryan
exclaim lm quick, passionate tones
"For heaven'& sake, Dermot, be-
fore you speak, hear me!"
And then Peter closes tine door
gently, and retire to the dine (tall,
to think matters quietly over by
himself.
Torn, fifteen, twenty minutes
elapse, and no sound proceeds from
behind that closed door.
"in his grandfather's Ono a pair
of pistols would havo settled it !"
thiuks the old man, musing sadly
over tho degeneration of twinkled.
"It would havo been all finished be•
fore breakfast, and tho disgrace
to tho family nnmo wiped out ht
blood. 011, dear, times aro sadly
changed 1"
The library door opens, and Sir
Maurice canes down the long cor-
ridor.
"Peter' I"
"Yes, Sir Maurice."
"Ask her ladyship to come here
a Moment."
"Yes, $ir, Maurice."
What ails the master'.' 1119 voice
is all of a tremble! Ludy Dermot
oltice atveeplO)( out of the drawing -
room in answer to tho 81010110178, aad
joins the mysterious pair in t; a lib-
rary.
Olt Pater is more fogged than over,
and returns onco more to lhe con-
sideration of the olden times. He
nips the curiosity of one or two milds
in the bud. They have Dame prying at
the doors, and, with a reprimand, he
dismisses them to their own regions.
He may not be quite in the secrets
o1( the family Mould! ; but Ito holds
Cho 11dnor of the Demote to be a sub-
ject above discussion 114 the servants'
stall.
At last the door opens again, and
Sir Maerkte and Colonel Bryan came
otic together. Nay, Colonel Bryan's
arm Is even 'linked in Sir Maurice's !
•Old Pater absolutely reels to hie as-
tonlslimcnl, 1110, for once In his life,
feats a sensation nearly akin to con-
tempt for his master. And yet what
ham come to Sir Maurice? Ile looks
transformed, radiant, and excited,
.and his volae -what a glad ring it
has when he speaks! Peter cannot
catch the words -he ie too furious to
rine so. He holds open the door, and
w:,tches the two 9100 step out Into
the shadow.
"rood-nigilt. Ma moos my poor fel-
low, good -night i"
"Good -night, Bryan, Heaven blvs8
you 1"
Is Sir Maurice gone mind, giving
such a luttulgrip to tiro man who has
ruined Ms hnppinrlw 1' The light
shines full on Ids fare as he OOMPH
hook into t140 hall. lie looks Tike a
man Who has gone through some
great mental excitement, ad a 11111,11
Might look wino has emddenly heard
that scone dreadful to. 804 to not (true.
He macho eight of the old man
regarding trim cporn-tttouthrd, and he
smiles itN he use.( to do long ago.
"Peter, bring nil nine servants to
the library. I have something to tell
you ail( to -night."
In they all arm's trooping, to sen
her hulyel1ip, in beaming state of
agitation, standing by her son,
whose face iH pale with emotion.
"You are all here, every one of
you?" ho begins, very uulstcadtly.
"Y.es, 3tr Maurtae,"
Lady Dermot Walks down and cov-
e* her eyes with her halal.
"My friends," Sir Maurice oan-
Values, 81i11 with the strange trem-
bling in ids voice, "I want you all to
help me to undo a great and cruel
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v -long. I want to tell you all that
to -marrow I am going to bring
home and ask pardon and forgive-
ness of my true and dear, dear wife!"
A thrill passes thtrrugh rho las8em•
Med groups. The malls begin to cry.
$h
Maurice holds up lids hand to
enforce silence, and to very few
words tells the sto.y of the unhappy
mistake, and when he has finished
there are teare In hie own eyes
and loud sobs Dome from the Her -
vents. That a rather pretty house-
maid requires bodily support from
the stalwart arm of an attractive
young footman, is hardly to be won -
doted at In t1* very trying cle-
calmetanoes.
Old Peter Is the first to break the
olleioe. Holding up hie withered hands
he ernes, In quavering accents:
"Thank Heaven for this night,
thank Heaven."
"Amen 1" echoes Sir Maurice. mit--
ly ; and then, with a murmur of nom.
menta and blessings, the d0me81109
file out, and retire to discuss the
wonderful event of the day.
Peter remains behind for a mo.
went and approaches his master
timidly.
'I want to tell you. Sir Maurloe,
that there is not one of
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I the t �hotsrna
ls who houe
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'8:y4: "1 sufford front rho trouble
far n,'arly a year. 1 head the advice
11 21 doctor or Ind took his medicine,
but it ,lid not help lzn. Tho trouble
11110 located chiefly in my anslea
111,1 the pale I suffered at rimae
ons litense• As 0 mutter of filet
a 1 times 1 was gnit0 unable to walk
blue, the room, ;anti for some six,
months 1 was oonftned to the house.
I itsod Ituiments and other medi-
cine,: prererihnxl for rheumatism, but
they dhl Ina no good. Then 80910 of
may ft lends urged In to try Dr. Wil-
liams' fink fills. 111((01 on their
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boxes 1 bog: 2: to feel better. I took
nine boxu8 of the pills altogether,
ewe before 1 finished the last box
001 :t trace 01 the trouble remained,
1t is 1910 nearly 1 too years since I
took the pills and a1( there 111118 not
Mon a 'symptom of the trouble since
it proves that the pills mike p40-
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RhfIlion tiont is a disease of the
blood and can only be, cured by treats
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digestion, heart trouble, kidney all -
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us here tills night but will
do our humble beet to help
our deur young mistress to forget
all the sorrow and trouble elle has
undergone,"
"Thank you, Peter, thank you 1"
shaking the old man cordially by Rho
hound. And then Sir Maurice and hie
mother are left alone, their minds
ono whirlwind of excitement.
In her heart Lady Dermot i1( almost
sorry at the strange turn matters
have taken. The story eeem8 so wili-
ly tmprolbable. Two slaters, mistak-
en Identity, and a aocret marriage!
How incredible! what will every-
body say 1 How 7011( the world take
it ? So her thoughts run.
"Colonel Bryan -secret marriage -
Sibyl doaerted-eccentric uncle-con-
eeltlment of marriage! 1 see it all!
4i'crot visits from Sibyl to Gipsy
mistak,u identity 1 My dear Maurice
the whale mistake 1s most natural;
but whey your wife should have 441107011
sash are utter want of confidence in
you 1 clutnot imagine."
"!t Was my fault," he answers,
walking up and down in strong agi-
tation. "Gipsy was afraid to tell me,
and to think of what 1010 1111111f have
suffered, mother:" Ito cries, passion-
tttety. "1t, tho wretched totsues of
our neigibore had beets leas busy
about my affairs, it could never
19109 happened. Yat know what
you told mo 011 the day I
reecho! Queenstown ; you know the
pile of damning evidence that had
boon collected. And I --ort, heaven, 1
believed it all, every word. And
ohm sato come to me -my wife. my
darling -I drove her away, and
would not let her speak ; and I
cursed her, and sett her out Into
the world nlono; and I swore before
heaven that she should never see
our baby again. And look how my
curse came back to me. Oh, Gipsy,
Gipsy 1" ho cries, sitting down and
hiding Ills faco and writhing with an
agony of remorse and self-reproach.
"1, who should have believed In her
144 I believed 111 Heaven -and to
think 1 eureed her."
"1 consider Colonel Bryan the one
to blame," puts in Lady Dermot, pre-
sently. "It was a most extraordi-
nary proceeding for hlm to con-
0en1 the marriage and deceive his
wife a48 110 did, deter Meurloe. The
w•hola miserable business hue 1)000 at
chapter of accidents from begin-
ning to end, and how we tiro to ex,
plain it to everybody is more tion
I Nth uaderstnnd.,,
Then she brings forward a practi-
cal question. "Have you any idea
where your wife Is?"
This opens a new field for wonder
and Ionjecture. Lady Dermot calmly
cor.eldere the possibility of Gipsy's
laving died In 1110 meantime.
" If she had been living„ the should
certainly have heard of her," ale
itrgUe8, and almost hopes that 611,11
tvill be the wase; It would simplify
matters greatly. Al It is, the en-
IdanatlOns will be something fearful.
To have to prove suddenly that a.
man's wife never ran away at all,
and thnt the whole has been rt case
of Mistaken bleat Ity, savors tot much
of the marvels of romance to suit
Lady Dermot.
But Sir Mnnttee lit ks of nothing
but. hie wife. To fly to her at once
is his one idea -to search to the
worlP8 end till Its finds her Is tale
solo thought that occupies Iiitn. He
thieks of her as ho saw her Inst, her
taco filled with a reproach mentor -
aide: he Lignite of her as slue knelt
titse
t
t,t
and ie
pleaded forher child 1
Ih d
and hie heart 811,e118 10 bursting, attd
Ito feels that a lifetime would be too
short to try to atone for Foal( a
wrong as that. Ho thinks of her
as, on that awful night, she went
out into the rain and darkness cursed
by the lips ebo had loved 44o well.
01 its self-abasement and remorse
he Makes no allowance for hie own
feelings at that terrible time. loo
money, and uo home! Gond heaven,
what a brute he had been 1
Great drops stand out upon lee fore -
stead 88 he realises what Gipsy's fate
might have been. • Ho heart hls
mother suggesting advertisements
and detective officers, and, like a man
In a dream, lie listens, but cannot
think. Then he remembers the tat-
ters that came to Ill as-' 1147 o t 918
c , t 1 c
m I I
th., drawer at ones. and lays rho
peoket In his mother's lap.
"Bead those, whish, if 1 11:141
opened them long ago, W011111 hew),
told tho truth. They tire from
Sibs
Then like a flash comes the thought
of Uncle lien's house.
" I will go there first," he saps,
decisively, roused by the thought of
actlon. ''Where else could site have
gone 1"
Lady Dermot shoals n fray tears over
the letters.
"Poor Gipsy 1" she sn1d, grnttly.
"Zloty we all have nilsjndgrd tor!"
By midnight sho has written a
pile of letters to dear friends, giving
to each ()ii] 1811 a sketch of the, real
facts. Also by her agency there will
nest week nppoatr In the enclety
papers an nceount of title most ro-
mantic affair In high life. nor son's
wife has been publicly condemned, and
must fro publicly received onco moro
into) the nrnn4 of a penitent commu-
nity.
That night the key tarns in tho
lock of Glpsy'e room, which has not
been (ipotesi since the night that Sir
Maurice turned itis wife out of tiro
house.
Ile, stands with hushed breath now
upon the threshold, and then enters
very softly, looking in as If ho al -
moot expected to see the 8we01 farm
lying on rho pillows a1( In the cid, 1. It lea strange and wonderful time
tuappp days of married 11(0. altogether. ML•s. Blake lies !ns0n•
Alt, no -tire room, 8trikcs damp and sible, with two doctors in attend.
chill like a chamber of the dead! The anise. and Flora with a marblo face,
white moonlight struggles in through watching her. As for 1110 rest of
the shutters. Ile• ()WON the windows the world, they do not know exact.
wide, uud the, white light floods the ly whether they ought to forgive
roost. Gipsy or to b'.' for1lvun themselves;
It Is all as sho left 11 that night; and the tennis club during these
the dinner -dress still lies across the
bed, and tho light talk on all the
llttio ornaments and knicknack9 that
speak Ho forcibly of Gipsy. A gro-
ere aro ringing violently -Mrs. Blake
18 in hysterics.
"A 111, my dear," declares Mrs.
Bryan, looking at the stony, sot
countenance of Mise Bloke, "Throw
mono cold water over cor, and :W-
ylie)
-
0147 herrot t to publish
1 ubl ),h your re-
fusal of our (cloud Maurice
to the world" - sending at
the same time one lightning glance
toward I
w.t the white, disdainful o
1 ul fn c
In
! xak g back .tok 1,t her.
Flora has heard, and knows, 141141
Hayti nothing; and the Bryan Court
brougham rolls on, on Its mission to
Drtumtncon Castle this time, to con-
dole or rejoice with Lady Dermot, as
the 044847 may be.
Tito dowager rises equal to the oo=
mottos Perfectly dressed, and with
no disturb/Ince of manner, she greets
her guest, rand takes both the old
I1:ulds in her close, steady clasp.
"My dear old friend, how good of
you to come! And now I want, to
hoer all talent Sibyl and your
nephew. My boy has flown to Ids
wife -our poor little Gipsy I What a
strange thing It all le 1"
All this ie beautifully said; but the
quivering of her ladyship's lips tells
her listener tient her oast) of man-
ner is assumed.
"If Sibyl Is ns Moo 148 Gipsy, f shall
be delighted," she says, heartily.
"1 may bo arose old soul ; buti
Lady Dermot, I always liked your
son's wife."
Lady Dermot turns away her
smooth cheek and sighs softly.
"My poor Manlier -what he hoe
suffered 1"
• • • •
tesquo toy site bought for tlto baby
stands upon a little table to rho
window,
Sir Maurice looks all round at
everything; and surely all Gipsy suf-
foreil cannot equal the torment of
self-reproach Ito Is enduring now 1
"Wife -my wife 1" ho grates, think-
ing or all the l08t months of happi-
1010e. '''011, Gipsy, Gipsy l" -whisper-
ing her name aloud.
And then he thinks of the poor,
little dead baht', the child that Gipsy
loved so well; and even Gipsy will
never quite understand all her hus-
band goes through this eight.
CHAPTER XL.
The whole country 10 repenting In
sackcloth and a811e11. Once more the
carriages bowl along the sunshiny
toads from house to house, ami
friends and ucighlsos discuss and
comment on this most caraordinary
turn that affairs have oaken. Old
Mrs. Itryan ilrst of all drives
straight to Rivers -no one shall tell
rho Blokes but herself. Tho bitter old
ereuture has arrayed herself In is
Poupadotr sateen of gorgeous col-
ors, with crimson ribbons in her bon-
net, and, looking like a demented old
oral!, whirls gieefullly on her errand.
To see iter chuckling to herself is a
sight ; 011 sot who could think that
she, is the same old lady who told
Glpsy Uro unhappy love -story of her
1 youth 1
lIrs, Bioko la at home, and listens,
.1bsotuttly paralyzed, to the account
of that awful uud ovcrwhclming 011
take whim! everyone has made, a
sneering smile curling her lips,
'1 shall believe It. when 1 see the
two sisters together,' sole remarks,
quivering all over with excitement;
whereupon Mrs, Bryan tells her with
alacrity that she will tont MIND that
pleasure, 118 t'ol• Bryan is bringing
his wife to Bryan Court imm�liattIy.
"You see, toy dear, his old uncle
I8 dead, and 11118 loft him everything;
s0 there is no Hoed for hlln to con-
ceal his marriage any longer."
Mrs. Bioko turns 11tid, and laughs
unpleasantly.
"How tortuuato that Flora re-
alm remarks, with
a sortfused$of gaauspb.
"Very, for Flora," stags tin old
lady, viciously, snapping her calm•
eon ribbons valiantly.
Ie another 90em1,1 the 0(1119 at Itiv
-
tlayH is a hotbed of conversation. A
perfeet babel of '.ungues rises and
falls from morning tilt night. It Is
n. subject of engrossing interest, and
also too wonderful to bo believed.
Those who wore quickest and hot•
test to condemn Sir Maurice'o wife
aro first and foremost now to re.
(1011'), her again with open arms.
"Perhaps sole won't like to wino
back," somebody says; and hors.
Bryan makes answer:
And why shouldn't she like
to come back? Sir Mau•
rice's wile did nothing to be nsham-
od of. The question le, dare we Lace
her?"
This observation gives rise to e1
perfect hurricane of other remark',
and every one Stands on Ids dignity
for s0200 moments.
(To be Oontlnurxd.)
FEARFUL,
She -Ho used to think he ons the
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He-Whalt changed his opinion ?
She -He once saw his face painted
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