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*T a â€" failed to consider your shes, majlam?"" asked Neva sorâ€" _ "Rot until now. But it is my ‘\ WWish that you should marry Rufus ‘ WBlack. . Nay it is my command!‘" / || Neva‘s pure proud face looked very * i in the moonlight, as she anâ€" _)O_ **Then I must fail in my obedience W alto you now, Mrs. Black. Papa did W ‘mot desire me to obey unreasonable ) commands, to the destruction of my [ ewn happiness. He would consider _ [you unfaithful to the charge he gave .‘ you could he know _ that you are _ urging me to marry Rufus Black. My W ~rejection ‘Of Rufus was final." Ravia, with an ugly frown. ‘‘You _ pught to know me too well by this me ~. to doubt me. Old gentlemen requen metoddid-u.whi:hn- mt wariance with susual charâ€" i@ter, but . the having them doés 10t prove them insane, only crotchâ€" f.. _As for me, knowlng Sir Harâ€" bid‘s wishes, I did not doubt that fou would act upon them as upok actual command, Your father ‘¥old you to obey me in all things. Is hat command to be as lightly set "this be 8s0," she . murâ€" M not have been * "his > as â€" it Â¥ ‘} C For there [0 was a . kinder father, or y man,. than papa. He flizght my happiness of so much mome that he. neyer wouss have @ictated my Coursé Th such a vita. mmatter as.the accoptante or rejection "pf m lover, so long as the lover was {J_N,‘ hy. 1 aim sorry you have told | mae this, Mrs. Black. I am compeliâ€" W ed to doubt papa‘s complete sanity, 14 F Wher fatherâ€"whom she so mourned as i @uadâ€" hor faihor was hurrying toâ€" \ AWaerd his home, with the same homeâ€" o’f‘ Ick longing in his breast, tne same I S ‘ming to clasp her in his arms, *\ dogether with the false wife he sc Séolized ! [ Amd could that false wife have but e essed the truth, as she paced the U wacht‘s deck arm in arm with â€" her . husbi nd, conspiring against the peace serl d happiness of Neva, much of grief ",'% id terror that was lying in wait 5. Ao! _the baronet‘s daughter, and much OO mt guilt and wickedness that the two _\ gonspirators were planning, might ~_have boen ‘avoided. But neither knew ’fi@ or guessed the truth, and long beâ€" _ fore Sir Harold could arrive/in Engâ€" J "'F ‘s fate was likely to be C iGetided by. herselfâ€"~of her enemics. _ _ At a late hour tke young heiress .\ went to her stateâ€"room, Mrs. Craven | Black bidding . her a careless good< _ In an angry mood, Octavia walkâ€" L"‘ &way, joining her husband on the posite side â€" of the deck. Neva gned over the low railing, her face mipturned to the stars, and murmurâ€" *‘We _ will see," ; eompressing her lips ~‘**Perhapsâ€"perhaps, after all, â€" she forged the letter. How strange she seems toâ€"night. I fear her. I wish I had not come with her. A terrible gloom is on my soul toâ€"night!" That: gloom grew _ heavier and ‘@arker, and the pure face grow whitâ€" er mnd more sorrowful as the time went on, and the yacht bowled on toward _ the .northward, boundâ€"ah whither? ; Neva Wynde sat until a late hour upon the deck, watching the play of the moonlight on the waters, the leaping white crests of the waves, and the white furrow plowed by the Arrow as she sped onward over the Waters on her way to the northâ€" ward. "The prophetic gloom settled down yet imoré darkly upon the young girl‘s soul. _ A bitter, homesick ‘yearning filled her heartâ€"a yearning for her father‘s love to shield her, * father‘s arm to lean upon, and i:' father‘s wisdom to counsel her. * Ab, could she but have known that mt away upon other seas, but under lit ~Skies, and speeding as fast s.steam and wind could bear him, fin crept into her narrow berth, ".R. lanterm on the wall burnâ€" a could not sleep. _A feverâ€" h unrest was upon her. The first l “,‘”-filtmot of Octavia Black flung its gloom across her path= Way.. Until this night she had been i of innocent childlike faith in the woman her father had deemed as pure ‘as an angel. Sir Harold‘s praises of 4 comd wife had been received by ‘Neva without allowance, and withâ€" ut Buspicion that he might be deâ€" eived . had an implicit reliance upon his ml‘lflem- , but now she quesâ€" *%ioned, . with a tcrrible pang, if he had not been deceived. . _ *T éannot boelieve Mrs. Black when 'fi ays that papa was determined to mifery me to a man of whom my faâ€" j o nothing, save that he had 6muinitted a noble deed upon impulse, ‘And when I refused to believe ~the ‘"_‘*‘-“ there was. a look on Mrs. Bl Aace I have never before seen there, & look as of convicted treachâ€" ~and falschood. I distrust herâ€"I Amost fear her! .I am sorry I came _with her. . if it be true that she Jn {nlso _ treacherous, I am . reâ€" .com iat last to papa‘s horrible "de . _ He could never have borne ‘the knowledge of her real charactor!‘ _ "I believe Cra Black to be a ,‘‘ ‘her tbo;u ran presently. made.love to me when he was engaged to marry my fathâ€" 0 w l:.mmhohst-:n; ".Mm n”'-“" ww 0 â€" novâ€" ?\ me? !w-mna'«l to on i® :.wmho-odhr‘o om even when doar papa died, -2'" heart searied breaking, aintil Madame Dalant Wrote that my wschoolâ€"days should~ terminate, . and Ahat !nfiu to be allowed to â€" entar wociety.. Mrs. Black has a caressing %'â€"'m"’“f â€"and turned restlessly Author of "Lady Kildare," "BeryI‘s Life‘s Shadows," Eitc Sutl â€" ol CHAPTER XXXI ward me, and fatters me, xra she fi‘:’ not love fla & gnetnics?® omgletely â€"" Am m _ "their BY MRS. HARRIET LEWIS said Mrs. Black YuQ pook o i oo d @Led#E quest. _I fear I havd beck blind â€" blind!** o cha s _'.}-n- is Craven â€" son,** she to herself, ‘"and were marâ€" ried to Rufus, Cra wourd a«ruhably assume cor rol of all .. ma» property! 1 acqurt iiurus of any share hwemlrgg.mhbu'nl of will that he would not dare to reâ€" sist his father, who codld appropriate half my income to his own use. Can this be Craven Black‘s design?. Can Craven Black have forged that last letter purporting to come from papa? And does Octavia know his du'l.m and willingly aid him toâ€"earry out? I must study them closely, without seeming to d0‘s0. I must be on my guard." f Eo % With _ thoughts these, * ov, tossed upon her pnut_ Hours, ur£ til long after Cravem .B and . his bride had ‘retiredto Woou. and silence had fallen the cabin, and the, creak of & block, or the rattling : Of , or _.a voice or footstep E.m tle deck, sounded through night _ With .startling loudness, ‘and as.something new and strange. M irlsiar 8. gtee . The breakfast was spread upon the table â€" and Mr. and Mrs. Craven Black â€" were ~ seated upon a divan, conversing in whispers. ‘They startâ€" ed guiltily at Neva‘s appearance, and Mrs. Black cried out gayly: _ At last she fell.asleep, but her slumâ€" ber was not mané and she :lfl looking very worn . when, after a “nhr.t‘l‘vlht in the morning, she came out into the cabin. ‘‘Goodâ€"morning, my â€" dear. You are a laggard this morning. It is ten o‘¢lock, and I have already taken a constitutional _ on deck. It‘s a fine, bracing air." "‘I hope I have not kept you waitâ€" ing,‘* said <Neva courteously. "‘Did you think us barbarous enâ€" ough to eat our breakfast before your coming?"‘ cried Craven Black, with exaggerated: courtesy. . ‘"‘Sorry not to see you lookinq better, Did you pass a pleasant night?" ‘‘L suppose we shall sleep at Wyndo Heights toâ€"night?" said Neva, forcâ€" ing a cheerfulness she did not fecl. ‘‘We must reach Yorkshire at our present rate of sailing long before evening. Do you purpose landing at Scarborough, or Whitpy, or Stockâ€" ton, Mr.* Blatk?" she asked. ‘"All three are railway stations, and we can go on to the Heights without deâ€" lay .‘ . She took her place at the table, and Craven Black waited upon her and his wife with careful attention. The _ breakfast consisted of stewed chicken, coffee, bread, fancy biscuits, and _ delicate fruits, including . orâ€" anges, _ grapes, and peaches, and Neva brought to the meal an appeâ€" tite sharpened by the sea air. ‘"‘I did not sleep very well,". anâ€" swered Neva quietly. 0 ‘‘Neva, dear," said Mrs. Dlack, caressingly, ‘"‘would you care if we do not go to Wynde Heights? You know the place so little, and lave no acquaintance8 ‘ in the neighborhood, and I have none, and I dread a visit to the Yorkshire dower house as something. dull and stupid beyond comparison.‘" â€" ‘The husband and wife exchanged significant glances. ‘‘Neva looked at the speaker with startled eyes. â€"mate ‘‘Are we_not on our way to Wynde Hcights, Mrs. Black?‘*‘she dermanded, in surprise. ‘‘Yes, dear, if you insist upon adâ€" hering to the strict letter of our orâ€" iginal plan," unswered Mrs. Black. "But I am sure you will not be so hardâ€"hearted and cruel. I no longâ€" er want to go to Wynde Heights, and Craven thinks a stay there would beâ€"a bore; but of course, # you insist upon it, we will sacrifce our own pleasure to yours.‘‘ Newa struggled with her bewillderâ€" ment. ‘‘There is an old eo\lzc residing (uuro.," lddl lC;:vz: Black, ‘and ev» eryt wil me to make . our stay "‘.nt. Ait «miy old‘ ‘Castle _Rackrent.‘ I confess I should like to take thy bride to the old placeâ€"it is years since Iâ€"was thereâ€"and a Week could be very pleasantly passed . in mountain excursions, . rows on the loch, and rides to. the village. Can I say nothing to mell (~ «tern resoluâ€" tion I see expressed in yo..r ‘n**, Mits Neva®" ‘September scems late for ~ the "‘ Said N m this is excentionally lovely "I gupposed we were on our way to Wynde Heights,"" she said, ‘"but do not suppose I desire to go there, if you prefer to go elsewhers. It is your wish.and pleasure, Mrs. Black, that must be.â€"comsulted. Would you prefer a watering place, or a visit to the German coast?" ‘‘Neither,‘"‘ said _ Mrs. Black. *I am so relieved, dear Neva, for I fearâ€" ed you would oppose my wishes, and I think if a woman ought ever to have her own way, it <hould be on her bridal tour. Craven has been telling me of the only picce of proâ€" perty he ownsâ€"in the world, a worthâ€" less old (Highland estate, valudiess except for the shooting, with a dear old tumbledown house which no one will rent, and I fairly long to see it. It‘s quite natural, for a bride to deâ€" sire to visit her husband‘s property, and this came to Craven through his Scottish ancestors, the Macdonalds, and it has a host of curious legends and ghost stories, and such a charmâ€" ing, _ romantic â€" nameâ€"Wildernessâ€" that I am _ impatient to go there; and Cr-m;{qna. it you do not ob %;e will go on to Wilderness.‘" ere is this place?"‘ asked Neva. *‘‘In Rosshire, ’&on are postâ€"offices convenient, . so that you can write back daily, if you like," = v’nta this is el;citl..ll, lovely wen uU . t rs "WWhi Foont mt reg ht o w mum “: condamn to , _ AM tollow your lead." "*. se _ ‘*You are mistaken," . said . | gravely.© "I have no desitre to my own Wishes in the mattor. . "The .Old \_â€"_ _ â€"@ | Neva, of course yeu edfi and we & will go with you, B‘:t »‘fld ty®\ -.yâ€"â€"!::ftvo méâ€"is not your p-.rom . I.would not have beâ€" _ Nr. Black arose to go, on deck. e_l_uum,u'u--um. Yiea mauk mek Ieurbect upon t-‘n'nt," ~fi.:=luw7 "I will accompany Mrs. Wlack to the Uiderness. 1 have mo wish to apâ€" Lm. but you will Feâ€" -‘hQM Idy friends do not know whereâ€"F amy ~wnd. may be anxious about me." ‘*‘Oh, Neva!‘" cried Mrs. Bluck reâ€" p%“m we not your best friends? I ~am too happy in your concession to find fault with your phraseology. Craven, we will to your dear old Wilderness, and rl like it, I‘ll fit it up for a shootâ€" ingâ€"box, and next year we will come up here the gayest party that ever visited the ‘land o‘ cakes.‘ * The yacht was far out upon the wide Noyth Sca, or German Ocean, a mere speck in the wild waste of waters. ‘There were sails gleaming in the distance in the clear Septemâ€" ber sunshine, but no shores were visâ€" ible. ‘The wind was blowing fair and free, the sky was clear, the air crisp. and _ chilly, but nevertheless The mext day passed as the other had * done, * but the coast was not yet seen: The wind proved variable upon this day, but Craven Black comsulted his charts frequentâ€" ly, and talked with the sailors, and Mrs. Black yawned and declared that a sea voyage was charming, but inâ€" tolerably dull. Neva walked alone until she grew tired, and then sat down in her foldâ€" ing deck chair and thought until her joined _ her, and talked and chatted _ for some hours. Luncheon was served on the deck, and the afâ€" ternoon wore on as the morning had done. Upon the fourth day after leaving London, the ‘graceful little yacht stoodâ€" in for the land. Mrs. Black and Neva, as usual, spent the day on the deck. About noon the Arrow _ sped into Moray Frith, in the wake of a steamer bound for Inverness and the Caledonian canal, and followed _ by one or two sailing vessels which were allow.d to pass the swifter yacht. "Do we go into Inverness?" asked Neva, as she looked at the chert which Craven Black was exhititing to her and his wife. ‘‘No," answered Black. ‘"Look at the chart, Miss Wynde. Do you _ see those narrow â€" straits that connect Moray Frith with Cromarty Frith? We thread those straits, and not & very pleasant excursion it is either, Once safe in Cromarty Frith, we nave :Jl‘ln sailing. I expect to sleep . at ilderness toâ€"night.‘" The yacht in good time threaded the straits, and came out into the calmer waters of the lochâ€"like Croâ€" marty Frith, sailing up a portion of its distance, and then obeying the skillful hand at the helm, it shot into It seemed to Neva as she looked: aroumd her in wonder, awe and d.o-‘ light, that the chaos of the primeval: creation reigned here, She saw . no villages, mno hamlets, no houses, no signs of habitationâ€"nothing but grim mountain peaks and ramges, frownâ€" ing clifis and inaccessible rocks. The very vegetation was sparse and stuntâ€" ed, the few trees wildly clinging _ to miches in the bare rocks, being dwar{â€" éd and sickly. Upon higher peaks in the distance, Neva saw glittering crowns of snow, but nearer all was deadness, desolatiom, chaos. â€" & deep stream or river, and went on into the very shrdow and heart . of the wild mountain regipn. ds t "It looks as if this part of the sarth had been abandoned 1“00‘ and shusned by man," she thought, *The utter dreariness is . oppressive The Arrow felt her way on up the river, the banks growing steeper and narrower, the rocks and clifis more frowning, and the waters more blackâ€" er. Mrs. Black began to look nervâ€" ous, and to express a fear that the vessel would presently be caught in the marrewing throat of rocks, but her husband smiled reassuringly, and a Mttle later the yacht shot into a placid mountain loch, shut in by towaring mountains, the waters lookâ€" ing black with the everlasting shadâ€" ows of the hills bending above them. Both the ladies breathed freer at this:| unlooked for . termination . of their voyage. Half way up the loch the yacht came to anchor, and a boat was lowered io convey the pasâ€" sengers ashore. s 1t "Look halft way up the mountain side," said her husband, pointing with his fingér. ‘‘Do you see that broad _ ledge set thick with black looking trees, firs, larches and mountain pines? Back of the ledge, at a distance of half m mile, riscs ‘‘But, Craven," said Mrs. Black, #wonderingly, ‘‘I see no house.‘" 6 ‘‘But, my dear Cravem," interruptâ€" ed Octavia, ‘"‘the Wilderness cannot be upon that ledge, up this steep pile of rocks,. Why, the ledgo is inaccesâ€" sible, unless to yonder eagle. We cannot get up there without wings." the high mountain peak. Well, on that wild looking ledge, perched in midâ€"air, as one might say, an outâ€" law ancestor of mine who fought on the losing side in one of the Scotâ€" Yish wars, and was compelied to fiee for his life, built an outlaw‘s den, in which he spent his last years and finally _ died. ‘The house has since been improved and enlargedâ€"‘* ‘You somprehend why I could nevâ€" ar m.\u sell the place,‘" said Craâ€" rllul. ‘‘But we can get up the if. ‘There is a narrow footpath, not especially dangerous, but rather fatiguing. _ ‘The mon will ‘The boat is ready. Come.‘ He assisted his wife into FOR OVER FIFTY YEARS and we will the beat bring up walk up. a dtie ciald, by a narrow, steep Nm\: ous rz. up the precipitous face of \bo clif. ‘Fhe dreary night fell â€" beâ€" fore thy had gained the ledge, but: ue soft moonlight flecked their path with gleams of brightness, and at last they stood upon the ledge, high up among the with loch lying like a jewel below. at their feet. + > * yaiss We are buricd. alive: here, mon Vj>u!** gasped u;.dms French woâ€" man, staring ar her." ‘‘We are in a tomb!" Neva‘s heart echoed the words. ‘The wide plateau, with its thickly growing trees on every side, looked very grim in the moonlight, obscured as {hat light was by the t ' rro\:nh‘ mountains. â€"In m of the plateau stood an old stone house, long and low, and hidgously ugly in its proportions, having ~ a frowning and grim appearance well in keeping with its surroundings, The front doeor of this house » was opened, and lights gleamed from the windows, and forms were seen uv: ing uear the dwelling in walchful pectation. * *A "Give Neva your arm, my dear," she said gayly. ‘‘What an idea~ of ‘yours that we are expected, Neva}! Why, we only decided to come while we were on the sea. I am nearly famished, _ and hope some one will prepare supper for us and give us something better. than oatmeal.‘" "It looks as if we were expected!‘"* said Neva, in surprise. â€" ‘‘The house is not .closed, as _ you said, Mr. Blackt** C a _â€"Octavia Black laughed with a strange, mocking cadence that struck a chill to Neva‘s heart. NTE As the newâ€"comers drew near the house, the forms Neva had seen disâ€" appeared. The travelers ascended the single step to the low broad porch, and entcered the wide hall of the dwelling. This ball was lighted by a lantern suspended from the ceilâ€" ing, and had a stone floor, a stone staircase, and ‘doors upon each side opening into the living rooms of the house. s â€" â€" â€" The travelers halted in the midst of the hall, and at the same moment the parlor door opened, and a woâ€" man came out with smiles of welâ€" comeâ€"a woman clad in brightâ€"colorâ€" ed garments, but with ashâ€"colored hair and complexion. ‘This woman was Mrs. Artress! Neva recognized her with a sudden horror. She knew in that instant that her visit to the Wilderness had been â€" preâ€"arranged by her enemiesâ€"â€" that her wildest suspicions of the falseness _ and . porfidy of Octavia Black had fallen short of the truthâ€" that she had been snared in a trap â€"that she was a prisoner! The composed and defiant announcteâ€" ment by Mrs. Wroat that she _ had adopted Lally Bird as her daughter and â€" heiress, was like a bombshell flung into the enemy‘s camp. . Mrs. Blight stood as if turning to stone, in an utter pantc, her eyes glaring upon Mrs. Wroat and upon Lally al. ternately, her chest heaving, her face livid. All her fine schemes of future grandcur became in an instant "airy visions hd:? into nothingness.‘‘ She bebeld and family upon . the brink of fmeelvency, which this . old lady‘s fortune might have averted. She. was â€" convulsed with rage and amazement, and with bitter hatred of her young governess. . ‘What she might have done or said cannot be known, for Peters, desirâ€" ing to â€"spare her aged ‘mistress _ a scene and expected reproaches, pushed the bamkâ€"notes she held into _ Mrs. Blight‘s hand, and taking her by the arm, gently forced her out into . the hall and closed the door upon her. This last indignity was too _much for the disappointed woman. With a wild shriek, she fled precipitately down the stairs, and burst into the drawingâ€"room and int® her husband‘s presence like an incarnate whirlwind. And here fiinging herself into a chair, she gave way to a burst of hysterics as violent as terrifying. Blight‘s hand, and taking Ret 9Y *0¢ | _ Mr, William Cochrane, a well known en !!:flly 'f:;cet: h(:' :r“';l;"‘,;" h.;"“. teemster, who lives near the Halifar all and closed the 40 ; ,, | Polo Grounds, is oue of those who This last Indignity wan L0° wfi‘,‘:ci willingly bear testimony to the carative :«:{r‘d'h(;hg::’:p p(;il:‘ou'dfl;rmlipilately Jowers of Dr. Wil iams‘ Pink Pills. A i pumgz en ang Te woe fortanc‘s | han Beard of 27. Corrand‘s endoniogs into us s + :rr:-:uo like ‘:n?nwnm whiriwind.| and subsequent cure, caled at his And here fiinging herself into a chair, | nome, when be gave an account of his she gave way to a burst of hysterics | axperience substantially as follows:â€"â€" as violent as terrifyving. "He had for many years been a constant The first act of Mr. Blight was _ to | ;ffererfrom asthma, accompanied. by deluge his wife witl the contents‘ of | .. aggravated form of kidney trouble. a Carafe of viater which hapPened to | mhe latter trouble caused 8evere p&IDS b‘d“" Banthe mee hands® ho agjureg| in the back and loing, and at times his :n "t0 igl1 him what was th tt sufferings were very acute. Hesaid he er‘to tell him what was the matter, c Durerished ‘ himsoif i and if the children wore all killed.. aad almost impoverishe meelf in ""Youâ€"you beast,"‘ gasped the wife, | ouying medicines of all kinds, but to no with the tones and breathing of a|purpose; the trouble continucd and drowning woman. ‘‘You‘ve ruined my |Lseemed to grow worse as the years new dress, and it cost fiftcen shill« | paseed, Mrs. Cochrane said that she ings a yard, if it cost a penny! ‘The | nad frequently seen her husband choke dear knows where I am to 'fi't. {'}'l'; ap and fall to the floor as though dead, other. T expect to find myself in th¢ | and he would have to be worked wi‘) union by (his time next Ycar, 00 | "*~ | and rolled atound before he would re count of that treacherous viper that 9i A T ts 9 B6 # $ 16n I warmed in my bosom! Oh, | my [ YIY@. ow Ye.h‘é 11'1”“ Mtad poor children â€"â€" my.. poor _ ruined | days in the Victor eneral Hospj lambs! * . _| The doctors then thought that the paina "What do you mean, Laura®‘ deâ€"|in the back were due to over exertion manded _ her husband impatiently. | in his business as a teamster, but gave ‘‘Don‘t be a fool, ifsyou can help it, | him no matcrial halg;’ After leaving for once, What has happened?"‘ the hospital,he used bottles and bottles ‘‘Tverything has happened!" w@!â€"|of medicine, bat failed to find a cure. od Mrs. Blight. ‘‘We are wrotched, A neighbor of his, Mr. Lowe, whose goodâ€"forâ€"nothing beggars. The old wite had been made n well woman wrotch upstairs has gone and left all after years of sickness by the use of Dr. her money to that jade of a goverâ€" plors 7 Pink Bifle, advised hi ts nessâ€"*‘ 5 iams‘ "Speak sense, if you can. What do|try them. He used a couple of boxes you mean, I ask again? How _ can | without apparent result, and felt someâ€" Aunt Wroat have ‘gone and loft _ all | what discouraged, but Mr.Lowendvised her money‘ to Miss Bird? _ Is your | him to continue the use of the pills,and mind wandering?‘‘ : o before the third boxâ€" was finished, he ‘"No. I wish it was. I‘d rather . be to improve. ‘Dr. Williams‘ Pink a wild maniac of Bedlari than what mnMQM-MNme,'Nd I am at this moment,‘" moaned the Mr. Cochrane; ‘they are the only unhappy lawyor‘s wife. ‘"My â€" goverâ€" no.d 1 ha " which ness, Miss Bird, you know, is hobâ€" "a ml Tad ommm- nobbing with Aunt Wroat; and who|to any good. P do you think the artfol minx â€" has from a doctor which cost me turned out to be?~ Why, she â€" says | $1.75 a bottle, which like many other she‘s the daughter of Claraâ€" Percy, | medicines I took, was just so much who . married a cornâ€"chandlerâ€"the | money wasted. 1 have used eight or very girl that Aunt Wroat has beet{zep boxes of Dr. William#‘ Pink Pills, looking for for over a year. Afhd Aunt | and gan sag that before I began their Wrout has adv>ted her, and Says the | yae life was an intolerable burden. 1 HG, Shousand poundsy oxcept money | bave reason to be thankfal that 1, fol: .,“’_,l;‘""":: Pour Sid me cach ""s | lowed the friendly advice that 5.-1 Wastewear ‘-on-uy._’::--. auch thins | me to use this medicine.‘ " "What do you mcan, Laura?‘ de manded her husband impatiently ‘‘Don‘t be a fool, if syou can help it for once, What has happened?" _ ‘‘Rverything has happened!‘" wallâ€" cd Mrs. Blight. ‘‘We are wrotched, goodâ€"forâ€"nothing beggars. _ The old wrotch upstairs has gone and left all her money to that jade of a goverâ€" nessâ€"*‘ s is ‘‘No, I wish it was. I‘d rather _ be a wild maniac of Bedlari than what I am at this moment," moaned the unhappy lawyor‘s wife. ‘"‘My gover» ness, . Miss Bird, you know, is hobâ€" nobbing with Aunt Wroat; and who do you think the artful minx . has turned out to be?~ Why, she _ says she‘s the daughter of Clara. Percy, who. married a . cornâ€"chandlerâ€"the very girl that Aunt Wroat has been looking for for over a year. And Aunt Wrout has adx>ted her, and says the rfl is to inherit every penny of her fty thousand pounds, except money enough to buy you and me each . a penny whistle, or some such thing. And the girl is to have all Aunt Wroat‘s spinUid @inmonts. O dear O dear! _ What is life but & trial ‘‘Speak sense, if you can. What do you mean, I ask again? How _ can Aunt Wroat have ‘gone and loft . all her money‘ to Miss Bird? Is your mind wandering?" a ult :sC W >.. the lawyer. "‘It‘s prepostarous. girl‘® an impostor. Why didn‘t tell Aunt â€"Wroat #09"" "I didâ€"I did. But she sneerod fiva Why was I born? «ho CHAPTER XXXII. did, indeed. And hore this infamous?"" _ gasped ‘s prepostaroue. ‘The or. Why didn‘t . you d here is .the ." Are you. sui« As sure as i crous cat!‘ we can €O°°° . â€" .mu-ynmm% ly, his features working. pausod before his wile, and. s whisper: . d mar s ... hasie alole |"> \wlll tuse _DIIght,. 200 8. MBAE . im on mie dkiie 1B oc k. every day from ‘‘Are you sure" â€" Â¥eing J06) *You‘re worse than the â€" solicitorâ€" general in the Tichborne case, with that. eternal repetition,‘" . snapped Nrs. Blight angrily, ** ‘Would you be surpriscd to hear?‘â€"‘Are you ~ sure?" â€"I‘m mot sure of anything, Charles, except that we are lost, ruined, and undone. . Yes, I‘m, sure that what you‘re thinking of.can‘t be done. I won‘t be dragged into court; I won‘t swear to a lie, for I‘d be sure To be caught. I:won‘t be publicly disgraced in an attempt to ruin the girl. _ We shovidn‘t deccive Aunt Wroat, _ and she‘d get a keener lawyer than . you are to turn you and me inside out." "It was you called «er so!" "It was you! Of cou.se, if we ‘are weuined you‘ll lay all the blame _ on me. Men are all alike, from _ Adam down. It‘s always the woman did it. ‘Bhe idea of her pretending to be deaf and listening to what we said! It‘ll do no good to go upstairs and . talk te Aunt Wroat, but I‘ll make a last effert for the sake of my dear childâ€" *"You needn‘t tell all thatâ€" toâ€" the whole house, servants included,"" exâ€" claimed Mr. Blight. ‘"Ourâ€" ganie is up unless this girl is got rid of. We can turn â€" her out of the house ‘toâ€"night, and that we will do. But, Orst of all, we will go upstairs and argue~ the case with Aunt Wroat.‘"‘ + "I haven‘t told you all," said Mrs. Blight; still weeping. ‘‘Aunt Wroat is not deaf at all,. and heard . you call ber an old cat, ard an oldâ€"nuisâ€" ance.‘ ren The wellâ€"mated pair went up to the door of Mrs. Blight‘s chamber, and knocked loudly for, admittance. Petâ€" ers replied to them through the key hole: _ ‘‘My mistressâ€"desires to be excused. She can bear no more excitement toâ€" night. 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