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»>4>44-f-f-f-f»-f^-f-»^-f4-f-f*iK*-»-»-f ♦♦♦>♦♦♦♦♦♦♦♦>♦>â- â™¦â€¢ l.nn. »- > OR, A LOOK INTO THE PAST ♦ ^^^♦^.♦^â- â™¦â- ^♦^•♦^♦^♦â- â™¦â- â™¦^♦>+-»-4-»-f.»-f-«->-*4-»4-*+*'f'»>-**^-« Der- Kur- CHAFTKR Xlll.â€" {Cont'd) Mrs Darnley put out her hand, and ufTircd her check to l>.er son. "You are a tardy traveller, Der- rick," she Haid, with a cold muile. He just touched her fingers, but did not bend his head to kiss her check. "A lardy traveller on a useless journey. 1 sujJpoKc you had some good reason for Kciiding me to trarpncl your iinHginary business, mother; but I confusH I dou't see it so clearly." "1 don't understand you, rick." Mrs. Darnley 's, voice was prise and hauteur combined. He gave her a sharp look, then, without another word, turned aside. "I will sit here for a little while, Dolly,'' he said, wearily, as he saw that he could not, must not, try to CKcape indoors yet, if he would pre- vent uwakward speculation about him. ".And then, dear, after 1 h:i\o been refreshed by the night air, and y»ur s\»eet company, I think I will go to bed." "Vou (ihall do exactly as you Jikc," Dorothy answered, of course, drawing up a tiny chair, and sit- ting close to him. "But tell me, Derry, what did you moan just now by saying that there was no real business to take you away'/" "I meant that I had been made a fool:" He spoke so hotly, so bitterly, that Dorothy started. She had never seen him in such a mood be- fore, and she was a little frighten- ed ; but the youn^ man seemed to have forgotten her very jiresence ; he was gazing to his right hand, at that other man who had robbed him of all that made life dear and sweet ; for whose sake he had been pushed aside, jilted, despised ! For whom his wh'ile love had be,;n trampled un- der foot as the dead leaves of au- tuniu arc crushed into the mire. For an hour he had been wander- ing about the grounds, trying to school himself to meet the others, to grow calm, and act as though this horrible thing hud never been. Had he but known I H she luul sent him one line, one wor<l of warning, he would never have c<ime back I But now he was here, and he must go through the ordeal, at least, tliis evening. On the mor- row lie would go. Ii\it the morriiw was not yet born, and the night was only new. What he had suffered no one but liiniself could ever know. The blow had u double effect; it striick ul his heart aiicl at his pride. Love, that levels all things,* had eras««d from his generous mind all (piestion of inequality between him- self and Nancy. It was nothing in } him that she had |.ahse<l years of lier childhood in a common home, that her surroundiiigs hiid been Viilgar, her coniicctions plebeian. lie had hjved her, that was enough ; against hII the world he wouki have upheld her; she wilh pu.e, good, a true gentlewoman; it was Kiifhcient for him, and he Uivod her. It seemed to him, looking back now, that he had loved her from the very first -from the mo- ment when she had clung to his arm that bygone .lanuary night, and he had struck her <'owurdly tormentor to the mud. Had not her sweet eyes haunted him, and could he over forget the cpiick rush of plea- sure linit filled him when she had put her small hand in his that ce icbrated evening in Sir Humph rey's "den," anil whispered slu^ Would be his friend. Frieiul! ah! how could her lips have been so false HO cruel I Darnley ground his nails into his <linched palms. What act of friend- ship was it thai broke his loyal heart and cast asi«le his tenderness and love! He could not believe it at first. Hr- ri"calle<l every trait in the girl's character, he hud watched so eloKcly h(! thought he knew it wf.'ll ; how pure, how gentle, how full of Womanly swniiiuthy; yet what a tieasure of human passion had seenied to him there ! And now she w.ts giving lierHclf willingly, nuy, eagerly, to be the wife of such tt iiuin an Thomas Craw shawl His wife! Derrick Darnley hit his lips lo keep buck the 4roun that w<iuld have escaped timra. Never more wouhl her lips meet his - iievi'r more slmiiM he clasp her Blender form t(j his heart- un\or more Would her ey<'H smile up at liiin ' she was no lon(ier his, she belonged lo Thomas Cruwshawâ€" to that vulgar brute, whose very pres- ence near her seemed a desecration. The sii^lll '>_I thv ffiea S-l'^Mr^.i-.B io and fro, w!tl» (ho glow of trium- phant pnsHrssion shihiog . over his nwarthy face, was more than the yoiMiW'*.'' !iiun eouUI liear. With a smothered oath he start ed to his feet, forgetful, heedless that Dorothy was ga/.ing at him in startled surprise, and without an- other word he strode away to the house. "li I stay longer I shall kill him! I shall not be able to restrain my- self," he muttered, fiercely, mad- ly- He reached the Hall and made his way to Sir Humphrey's "den," he knew he would be safe here from intrusion ; but, neverthelcsK, he took the precaution of carefully locking the door, and once alone, he Hung himself in a chair, and buried his face in his folded arms on the table. He felt faint and sick from the violence of the anger he had ex- perienced, and now came the dull, dead ache of despair Uj take itw place. Strong man as he was, he trem- bled in every limb ; love, that had been so sweet, liad turned to sui'h bitterness as he had never dreanieu of. He recalled the brief ectasy that had come to nini. As he sat there alone in the empty room and the gray dusk, he remembered with a wild throb at his heart the inde- scribable joy that had run through his veins as his arm^ first cnfol led her, and he caught hor whispcrcil love on her sweet, fresh lijis. Lovf '. no, no, it had never been love. H. flung out his arms suddenly, and started to his feet. 'I can't stay here," he said to himself, hoarsely. "I must go at onceâ€" where / What does it mat ter where ] One place is as good as another n»v my hope is goneâ€" my ambition dead. Why need I work for the future-why struggle I Ev- erything is base and false and mis- erable!" Then his nvjod changed. "How white she was," he said, hurriedly, to himself; "her face was drawn as if with pain. Did she really suffer? or Pshaw! it was acting. U she felt anything, it must have been shame -shame at her wrong, her cruel deception." He passed his hand over his brow, it was wet with perspiration. "Yet," he nuiscd, as he [lacod on, "there is something in the whole affair 1 <!o not understand. Why should my mother have sent me on that useless journey Is there some mystery berc'i" Unconsciously his heart beat tpiicker. "(.'an there be any connecti<ni betwei-n this and â€" " He paused, then, shook his head. How could his mother have any- thing to do with Nancy's affairs? She had spoken the truth with her <>v,u lips; she had. told him she did not love him ! In his excitement be forgot that poor Nancy luul never uttered such a falsehood. â-  Ah : ' he cried, passionately, "I am rightly punishe<i for humbling my pride to the dust that bygone night in this very room, and en- treating her to forgive me and re main at the Hall ; liatl 1 been firm, she would have gone, and I should have been spared this misery." The vision <'f her face rose be- fore him ; he saw her as she bad stood iin<ler .ee rose hucd umbrel la in the early morn ; he felt again the fascination steal over hin> as his eyes met the fajiciod gaze of her marvellou.^ blue ones. Even in imagination he co»ild luwir her soft breathing, and si^e the delicate col- or come and go in her face Then, with a gesture of pas<iou- ate tlespttir an<l defiance, he start- ed upright again. 'I will be shoiih,'' he said; "she shall see thut 1 can laugh and bear it. She is no longer the woman I love- she is my enemy I Iwile her -I hu(e hv.r !" He unlocl',e<l the <Uu)r and walk(\I steatlily into the garden, knowing nothing, seeing nothing, only w ra,! ped about in a hot flood of pas.siou that was bt)rn of his recklessness and despair 1 CHAPTEU XIV. The summer moon was at its full height as the young man emerged from the house and wont slowly on to the lawn. "What, not gone to bed. r)erry 1" cried Dorothy, rising alertly aii<l going to meet hint. "I lliought you wore in <lr<'anilaiid by this lime!" "I suddenly reiiieinbered an im- portimt letter I had to write," he re)ilied, with a fuint smile playing over his face tor un inslant. "Could you not have done that in the morning, eh, sir I " "I <li<l not want to risk lo.sing any of the delicious monu-nls I shall in <lulge myst'lf in to-morrow." Darnley laugh.;<! shortly; his eyes went slowly round the lawn, but she was not there â€" he felt it, rather than saw it. "What a lovely night," he said, abru]>tly ; he must say somethiiig, and this came mechanically to his lips. Dorothy gave a soft little sigh. The beauty of the night had certainly been lost on her • p to now ; but now she mentally agiced that he was right; it was lovely. He turned to her suddenly. "Why arc you sitting alone?" he asked. "I prefer to," Dorothy answer- ed, truthfully; "there is no one here, except you, now, that I care to talk lo. Nancy has disappeared ; I can't find her high and low; I should not be the least surprised if I suddenly discovered she had walked to see Mrs. Wortley all alone â€" she has been so strange all dav â€" but then she has been ill, poor dear." "Has ?he been very ill?" Derry's voice was only faintly in- terested. "Very. I saw her just before luncheon, and she looked awftd. I really was alarmed, but she must be Vjetter, or she would not be out of her room, woult. she?" "I â€" I should imagine not." Derry passed his hand over his hot eyes. His sore heart felt a pang i)ass through it as he beard of her suffering ; and once again came that curious doubtâ€" a doubt that was mingled with strange hope and pain ; but it was so vague, so un- satisfactory, he dismissed it almost immediately from his mind. "Shall we go for a strol) i ' Doro- thy said, laughingly. "Merefield will slay mc," Mr. Darnley replied, echoing her laugh, in a hollow, forceti way. Her face flushed? "Merefield is so foolish." "Take care; he has a title." Despite his efforts. Derrick could not yet be q\iite natural. Dorothy looked at him nervously. "I think, after all, you had bet- ter go to bed ; you seem thoroughly knocked out, Derry." But the man made no answer, for at that moment ho saw a slender, white-robed form coming toward them in the moonlight. "It is Nancy," cried Dorothy; "let us go and scold her, naughty girl!" She ran away swiftly, and Dei- rick Darnley set his teeth and clinched his strong hands. So she had come to brave him. ShiMi's Cure culckly stop* coD^hs. cures colda, h«aU lb« throat and luntfs • • • 25 cenu. and she? The comedy was ab<jtit to begin! Well, with all his heart! She would play her part to perfec- tion, of course, but if she thought to sec him flint-b and falter she was mistaken. How pale she was ; an'i were those deep, black marks beneath her ex- quisite eyes, or did the moon throw queer sliadows across her face and bring them there ( How strange it seemed ; here she stood, the woman who had filled his dreams with such unspeakab'e beauty : he had but to stretch out his arms and he voi'VJ touch her, yet she was lounging there quietly, to all api>earances as i.idifferent as though she were a block of stone ; it was very strange ; she had clung to him, nestled in his arms, and now a chasm stretched between them, and to clasp hands across the gulf was impossible â€" to murmur his love- vc'ws a .'-ishonor. How fair and girlish she looked in the moonlight ! The power of her beauty stole into liis brain and awoke his pausion. "She is mineâ€" she belongs to me!" clamored his heart. "1 will not give her up !" He heard Dorothy's voice gently chiding her, and he listened hun- grily for her reply. How dull and heavy her tones were T She whose voice had been as light and joyous as a bird's n'.tes ! But he waj fotgetting ! Of Course this was acting ; she had seen him on the terrace, and she was playing for his benefit. He was roused suddenly from his trou- bled thoughts. "What are you staring at, Mr. Darnley?'' laughed the Hon. Maude from below. He looked down, and his brow darkened ; he had not noticed that any one was near, far less that Crawshaw was at hand. "Looks as if he had seen u ghost, don't hei"' observed that gentle- man, without troubling to remove his cigar from his mouth. His head was adorned wilh a soft slouched hat, his hands were plung- ed in his trousers jwckets ; he looked even more vulgar and pretentious in his spick-and-span evening drcRS than in his rough riding attire. Darnley's right hand clinched it- self, but he made no reply to this, though Miss Chester evidently found it so witty that she laughe<l immoderately. 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