5 + : ia : goons, on a foraging expedition during . sigh to think that ene so adorable, so Ansa oWUBL urocer For It 1 | GREEN TEA Superiop to any other green tea sold. -- Ne ~ dsaa-- The Master Tale-Teller, Author of "Bardelys the Magnificent." Another Stirring Story of Adventure and Love in a New Setting-- The Peninsular War, o_o ; A) Vo 3 THE SNARE BY RAFAEL SABATINI. 2 tj WHO'S WHO. Lt. Richard Butler of the Irish dra- ellington's camraign against the French in Portugal, fears of a rare Wine possessed by some monks. Drunk, he starts out to get some of it. He mistakes a nunnery for the monaster he seeks. When admittance is refused, believing the place is a "hotbed of treason," he forceg his way in. Shock- just nonsense. think" : "No, no." He looked down, then his dark eyes returned to meet her own. "I shall see to it that he is in no dan- ger. You may depend upon me, who ask but the happy chance to serve you. I have influence with the government and I give you my word that so far as the Portuguese government is con- cerned your brother shall take no Surely you don't ed and sobered when he realizes hisiharm sacrilege, he turns to go, but strikes his head on a pillar and falls uncon- scious, - Sergt. Flanagan, who with a few troops accompanied him, meanwhile is attacked by peasants enraged at what they supposed was a deliberate viola- tion of the convent. Outnumbered ten to one, he manages to escape when the abbess appeals to the peasants. Sir Robert Crauford, commander of the light division, hears Flanagan's report that Butler was left for dead. "It is just as well," he says, "for Lord Wellington would have had him shot. Sir Terence O'Moy, adjutant-gen- eral of the Irish dragoons, learns that Butler, who is his young wife's bro- ther, left the convent alive, but has ot returned to his regiment. Capt. Tremayne, O'Moy's secretary; reminds Sir Terence that Richard's: death gould 'break Lady O'Moy's heart. Moy has always been jealous of the strong friendship between Una, his wife, and the young captain. Principal Souza of the council of regency is opposed to Lord Welling- ton's plan to devastate part of Portu- gal, and interferes with military op- erations until the British commander- in--chief has issued the ultimatum that unless Souza be removed from the government he, Wellington, will with- draw from the country. " Miguel Forjas, Portuguese secrtary of state, warns O'Moy that Butler must be punished. g CHAPTER VIII. THE COUNT'S PROMISE. Lady O'Moy at the moment did not stand in such urgent. need of Miss | Armytage as Miss Armytage imagin- | ed. She hac heard the appalling story ! of her brother's Escapade, but she had | been unable to perceive in what it was 50 terrible us it was neclared. 'I'he! whole thing appeared to her to he rather silly, and she rcfused seriously: to consider that it could have any: grave consequences for Dick. While she was. still discussing the matter in terms of comparative calm, came an orderly to summon O'Moy away, so! that he left her in company of Sarmo- ; val. i The count, who was engaged on a! certain deep intrigue, did not take his leave just yet. He sauntered with Lady O'Moy on the terrace and there discvered her mind to be even more frivolous and unstable than his per- | spicuity had hitherto suspected. How-! ever, he did not intend that the mat-: ter of her brother should be entirely. forgotten, or lightly treated. Deltber- Sh ately at last he revived it. Fingering his snowy stock, he bent upon her eyes of glowing adoration. | "Dear Lady O'Moy," his tenor veice' was-soft and soothing as a caress, "I, entirely made for life's sunshine and gradness, siould have cause for a mo-| ment's uneasiness at the thought of the peril of your brother." "Dick is not in peril," she answered, |] "He is foolish to remain so long in "1g, and of course will have to unpieasantness w he is found. % 'say that he is in peril is. ..! E) . am "I 'take this very kindly in you, sir. I have no thanks that are worthy," she said, her voice trembling a little. "You have made me very happy, count." He bore her hand to his lips and held jt to them a long moment. As he came erect again a movement under the archway caught his eye, and turn- ing he found himself confronting Sir Terence and Miss Armytage, who were approaching. 3 O'Moy's _frostly manner would have imposed constraint upon any man less master of himseif than Samoval. But the count ignored it and delayed a moment to exchange amiabilities po- litely with Miss Armytage before tak- ing at last an unhurried and unper- turbed departure, "He has undertaken that if there should be any trouble with the Portu- guese government about Dick's silly affair he will put it right," said Lady O'Moy to her husband. "Oh!" said 'O'Moy, "that was it?" And: out of higgtender consideration for her he sai "more. . But Sylvia Armytage was thinking of what Tremayne had told her of the attitude of the Portuguese govern- ment, and her clear-sizhted mind per- ceived an obvious peril in permitting Count Samoval to become aware of Dick's whereabout should they ever be digcovered. CHAPTER IX. THE FUGITIVE. It was about this time that a young Maj. Berkeley engaged in a duel with a Portuguese officer over the question of Butler's continued absence. The Portuguese officer was killed and Berkeley was broken and sent home. Thus the score against poor Richard Butler went on increasing... The ship in which Maj. Berkeley went home to England was the frigate Telemachus, and the Telemachus had but dropped anchor .in the Tagus at the date with which T am immediately concerned. - Marcus Glennie, the cap- tain of the frigate, an id friend of Tremayne"s, was by virtuéef. th friendship an almost daily visitp®: the adjutamt's quarters. . But I amr anticipating. machus came to h Tagus, at which present we may leave her, on 'morning of the day that was to cloSe with Count Re- dondo's semi-official ball. 'On the evening cf that day, Lady O'Moy, having prepared for the ball, in advance of the rest of her house- hold, sauntered out on to 'the terrace. e was leaning over the balustrade when 'a rustie in the bushes: below drew her dttention. Then the bushes parted anda {imping figure that lean- ed heavily hipon a stick disclosed itself; and this figure spoke her name sharp- ly, warningly almost. "Una! Una! Don't move!" The voice was certainly the voice of Mr. Butler. But low. came that voice into the body of this creature? "Richard!" The name broke from her in a scream. ; ; #Sh!" He waved his hands in wild: ialarm to repress her. "For God's sake, be quiet! It's a ruined man I am if you can hide me? Can you get ~ nto the house without being ~~ re"? almost starving, a 2 1 W hy? wo 11 went to Count Samoval. 5. -------------- long." that. ing shot one fine morning betore Press On. i : = Pu - RT "Fh do you talk of being shot? The road to success is no pathway of | BY 1 wf do hi deserve flowers, 4 |g 0 3 You. ar. i it?" It will test well your grit and persist- | ji a our wh Mr. Butler, in commo:r. with others, was actuated by the desire to spare his sister unnecessary pain or unxiety. "It's not myse.f will take any risks," he said. "We are at war, and when men are at war killing becomes a sort of habit, and one life more or jess is neither here nor thee." And upon [that he renewed his" ples that she should hide kim if she could and that 1 no account should she tell a single soul--and Sir Terence least of any-- of his presence. : = "Go back to the bushes there," she bade him, "and waiv until I come for you. I will make sure that the coast is clear." : : Contiguous to her dressing-room, which overlooked the quadrangle, ing-ro6 communicated with this al cove, and of that door she was in pos- session of the key. : No one saw Lady 0'Moy and the limping fugitive slip into the house. They gained the dressing-room and thence the alcove in compiete safety. There, after Una had washed h wound and brought him food, Richard, allowing his exhaustion at last to con- quer him, sank heavily down upon one of his sister's many. trunks, "We'll talk to-morrow, Una," he promised her, as he stretched himself luxuriously upon that hard couch. "But meanwhiie, on 'your life, not a word to anyone. You understand?" Door course 1 understand, my poor ck.' : CHAPTER X. SYLVIA'S ADVICE. . Lady O'Moy and Miss Armytage. drove along together into Lisbon. As they sat side by side in the weil-up- holstered carriage Miss .rmytage be- came aware that her companion was trembling. "Una, dear, whatever is the mat- ter?" ; * Richard," Lady O'Moy faltered. "It is preying upon my mind. I have been imagining that if Dick is hiding, a fugitive, he might naturally come to me for help." "Time enough to consider it when it happens, Una. After all--" "I know," her ladyship interrupted, "But I think I should be easier in my mind if I knew what to do, to whom to appeal for assistance, for I am afraid that. I should be very helpless myself. There is Terence, of course." "No," said Sylvia gravely, "I shouldn't go to Terence" = "There is Count Samoval. He prom- ised that if ever any such thing hap- pened he would help me." "I should go to: Sir Terence before By which I mean that I should not go to Count Samoval at all under any circum- stances. I do not trust him. Count Samoval ig the intimate friend of the Marquis of Minas, who remains a oak 3 of the government, and who next to the Principal Souza was, and no doubt is, the most bitter opponent of the British policy in Portugal." Sylvia went on to explain that it was from the Portuguese government that the demand for justice upon the violator of" the nunnery of Tavera emanated, and. that Samoval's offer might be calculated to obtain him in- formation of Butler's reabouts when they became known] so that he might surrender him to the govern- ment. : "My dear!" Lady O'Moy was shock- ed almost beyond expression. "How you must dislike the 1i.n to suggest that he could he such a----such a Judas." ; "I do not suggest that he could be. I warn you never to run the risk of testing him." ear "To whom then should I go?' Una demanded plaintively. .- And Sylvia, remembering the prom- Bi # Tremayre had given her, ans- 'readily: "There is but one man assistance you could safely SAE sFremayne. Indeed I won- 'der ynu showld not have thought of him in 'the first"instance, since he is your own, as weiss Dick's lifelong friend." : NL . "You like Ned, do#'t yoo. dear?" "I think everybody likes him." / Syl- via's voice was now studiously cold, "Yes; but I don't mean quite in th at way." J And then before the sub- t could be further pursued the car- 'riage rolled to a standstill. The car- riage door was fung open and a brace 'of footmen assisted the ladies to alight, : #2 (To be continued.) = Kilereggan Fields. Kilereggan "elds are patterned plain With green "and brown and green again; ; The little dykes =~ = they find me here. Is there anywhere | Squar® there was a small alcove 'which had | been converted into a storeroom. 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