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CHAPTER X, (Continued. The girl heard him without once re- moving her eyes from his face. Her right hand was tightly clenched; in her left she crumpled the slip of paper con- taining the pseudo-parson’s address, Attitude and manner alike denoted the transition stage between the first shock of an unexpected, life-ruining wrong and the formation of a resolve to eu- dure or to ayenge it. To a skillful phy- siegnomist like Stephen Dearne, this was abundantly plain; and his immedi- ate purpose now was to incline his vic- tim’s thoughts to endurance, rather than reyenge. The results of any out- ery in public, on her part, would ce tainly be unpleasant, and might possi- bly be serious. “I shall verify these you offer of your own basene: replied, presently; “and then I s cide upon my course of action. Jeave me.” Stephen searcely knew what to make of this decision. It certainly left him free to go, but it also left him quite in the dark as to her future movements; and, for his own sake, he was deeply interested in these latter. “I will accept nothing from you!” she broke in, “either now or hereafter. Men make provision for their wives and their mistresses. You assume I am not your wife. You shall certainly have no opportunity of treating me as though I were your mistress. And now, go. Your presence is but an add- ed insult to the woman you have be- trayed. Go! “Oh! very well!” he re, go, if you wish it. You will find my present address and a checque for £100 in this envelope. Let me know when you have cooled down sufliciently to take a reasonable view of the situa- tion.” She took the proffered envelope, open- ed it and tore the cheque Into frag- ments. Stephen shrugged his shoul- ders, with a half-pitying smile, but said nothing. Then he moved slowly to- wards the door, as though to afford her a chance of withdrawing her dis al. “I see from your face that you have still something to say to me,” he re- marked, with his hand upon the knob of the door, “What is it?” “There is something which I meant to have told you when you first entered the room, she made answer, a deep flush momentarily suffusing her pale features, “and a knowledge of which may pierce even your cold, cruel heart. Listen, Stephen Deane, whom I swore to love and honor as a husband! A Son may live to avenge his ownssullied birth and the foul trickery practiced upon his mother!” Stephen started. T! was a com- plication he had never dreamed of tak- ing into account. But he instantly de- cided that, although it might hereafter be a source of additional annoyance and expense, it could have no immedi- ate bearing upon his plans. “You were always imaginative, Al- ice,” he rejoined, affecting to discredit her statement, “and just at present I fear you hardly know what you are talking about. Take my advice, like a sensible girl. Pull yourself together, look the position fairly in the face, and we'll come to a satisfactory arrange- ment, never fear.” “Does the prospect of blighting your unborn child’s life, as well as mine, count as nothing in your eyes?” she de- manded, catching hard at her breath. “My dear Alice, I belong to a pro- verbially unromantic profession, and I am essentially a practical man. When you talk like that, my mind fles back to the Adelphi melodr: dear to my boyhood, and...... I cannot take you seriously. Are you, by any chance, suggesting that I would marry you be- cause you deem it possible you may be- come a mother?” “Yes; and that is now the only rea- son that could induce me to become your wife!” she retorted, quickly. “You are a scoundrel, in the lowest, meanest sense of the word, and... .you know it! You are unworthy to be the husband of the vilest woman who ever drowned her shame in the river, and --you know it! Yet I, Alice Ben- nett, who am as pure, in the sight of Heaven, as any girl in England, am willing to be your wife for the sake of my unborn babe. For once and all, Stephen Deane, will you undo your fiendish work, and make me your law- ful wife?” He wanted no open rupture; there- fore, he temporized. “If you were not beside yourself,” he retorted, with well-affected indigna- tion, “you would know that scurrilous abuse is a poor weapon to employ in a case like this. But you are beside yourself, and, therefore, this discussion had best be dropped for the present.” “IT demand your answer. Yes or no!” “You will have it.... and now?” “Yes, I will have it, and now “Then my answer is, No!” he ex- claimed, angrily. “Gol” Their eyes met. hers, and he went. Accidentally, of course, Mrs. Dobbs was upon the landing ad he emerged from the bed room. “Are yow going to stay, sir?’ she in- quired, with a ring of grim humor in her veice that stultified the question. “No, I am not,” he answered, sayage- ly. “I am going back to town. Are your accounts paid?” “All but the current week,” she re- plied. “Are you thinking of taking the lady away?” “Good afternoon,” returned Stephen, eurtly. He sprang into the cab and was driven off ere the irate landlady could frame a retort. * * * * * * ‘The slamming of the hall door reached Alice’s ears as she lay striving, in half- blind fashion, to realize the full extent of the ruin that had fallen upon her. proofs which ”” she all de- Now— His face fell before ; guest’s pocket. Belelolal al saallatral He was gone. The man who had re- paid her love and trust by the basest of all forms of treachery had vanished from her life, as though the grave had claimed him. True, he had sought to cloak the full measure of his wicked- by offering to provide for her fu- but, in her eyes, such an offer s but adding insult to the trrepara- ble Wrongs he had w3ught her. She had told him so; she had spurned him with scorn; and he, no doubt, was well pleased to be rid of her thus cheaply. The last chance she had offered him of atoning for his treason by a tardy marriage he had rejected contemptu- ou even though she had warned him that the shame he had brought up- on her must, in the fullness of time, be revealed to all. He had left her, Know- ing that she would have to choose be- tween death and the life of an outeast; he had, in fact, expressed a hope that she would, upon reflection, resign her- self to her lot as his wife in name on- ly. Gradually all these thoughts pieced themsely together in her mind, and she understood the full consequences to her of that mock marriage. CHAPTER XI. Alice Finds a Haven. “I must strive to be calm,” Alice said to herself. “It is my sole chance of escape from an abyss of degradation, and of making that fiend in human shape learn what love can do when once it is turned into hate! .... Hate? Is there no stronger word to express the loathing that fills my heart for Stephen Deane...... How weak, how terribly weak, I feel my head swims » I eannot stand! There is some wine in the next room. It will give me strength.” She was, indeed, very weak, and had to support herself by the furniture to reach the wine. It was vintage port (originally provided by Stephen for his own consumption) and the generous liquor rallied her so that she was en- abled to dress herself. Then she sum- moned Mrs. Dobbs. “Gracious me!” exclaimed the Innd- lady. “Dressed for going out, ma’am? I don’t think as how you’re quite well enough to get about to-day; ubt if I might advise—” “I am compelled to go out,” interrupt- ed Alice, with unwonted abruptness of marner, “and must ask you to send for a hansom. I have, moreover, to in- form you that I shall give up these apartments either this evening or to- morrow—most probably to-morrow.” “Oh gasped Mrs. Dobbs, taken somewhat aback by this unlooked-for desertion of her best Iodger. “Nothing wrong, I hope, ma’am, with the rooms?” “Nothing whatever,” said Alice. “I am about to leave solely for private reasons.” “Hadn’t you better stay on another week? suggested Mrs. Dobbs, as though anxious to save her departing “There'll be a week's rent, anyhow, you know, instead of no- tice.” ank you for the suggestion,” an- swered Alice, wearily, “but I am un- able to profit by it. Oblige me by send- ing for a cab.” “I always knowed he was no good burst out the vexed landlady, plainly indicating by this irrelevant remar! that she knew something of Mr. Da son’s evil-doing. “But, if I was you, I'd think twice afore I gave up the rooms he took for you as his lawful wife.” With which piece of advice she bustled out in search of a cab. The words cut Alice like the lash of a whip. Clearly this woman knew, or more than suspected, the bitter truth; and from whom could she have learned it save from Stephen? Inferences are not alway afe, even where a scound- rel is concerned. The poor girl felt as though food of any sort would choké her. Neverthe- less, while waiting for the cab, she forced herself to eat a few biscuits, jand she drank a little more of the port wine. Then she overhauled her small stock of money and valuables. Of her own (what was left of some girlish sav- ings) she had twelve pounds. Out of Stephen’s last remittance there re- mained four five-pound notes, two of which she set aside to meet the land- lady’s outstanding accounts. The other two she made into a small parcel, together with some fairly valu- able jewelry, which he had given her, and addressed it to Stephen’s Temple chambers. It is surprising how trivial a proceeding (providing it involves act- ion) will bring solace to the surcharged ‘female heart. The presence of that small parcel in her pocket seemed to bring her strength and energy for fur- ther effort. It seemed to sever the last link in the chain that bound her to the hateful past, and to leave her free to work out what was rapjdly becoming a fixed, though as yet unplanned pur- | pose in her brain—revenge. To the Temple she accordingly drove first. Stephen, she learned, rarely vis- ited his chambers now, contenting him- self, usually, with calling at the head porter’s lodge for his letters. To this official she, therefore, intrusted her package. to be delivered at the first op- portunity. Then she found herself at ; 2 standstill. It was too late for official business at Somerset House, and she must postpone her register inquiries until them following day. So, feeling an irresistible impulse to do some- | thing—anything rather than nothing— ! she bade the cabman drive her to “The Green Grapes,” Little Wardour street, | Soho, : “Beg pard’n, miss,” said the man, !jooking much perplexed, “but are you sure that’s the place you want?” “Yes,” she replied, in surprise; I have the address written down on this slip of paper. Why do you ask?’ “Well, miss, of course, it ain’t no business of mine,” he expluined, apol- ogetically. “But I think it only right to tell you that it’s the lowest beozing- den in Soho, a reg’lar nest for thieves and bad characters gen’rally. So, nat- rly, when a young lady like yourself tells me to take herther e, I reck’ns there must be some mistake, d’ye see, miss” “Oh, yes. indeed I do,” she rejoined, quickly, “and I am very grateful to you for telling me. What am I to do? There is a person (not a very respect- able man, I fear) whom it is most im- portant I should see, if only for a few moments, and I have been assured he is to be found at this address.” Cabby rubbed his ear for inspiration, “Tell you what I can do, if you like, ss,” he said, brightening up sudden- ‘I'll drive you to the Aerated Bread company’s shop, corner of Picca- dilly, and while you're havin’ a cup of tea and a slice, I'll hunt up the party at ‘The Green Grapes,’ and return to you, with such news of him as I can pick up. That’s the idea, miss.” The cabman did even as he had pro- posed, and sent in a newspaper boy to notify: Alice of his return. “Jump in, miss!” he said hurriedly. “Police won't let me stop here. VU tell you what I’ve heard as we go along. Back to Brixton, miss?’ “No,” she answered ; a.” “Well, miss,” he explained, speaking ‘ough the trap, as they sped down Picadilly, “I had some thouble in fixin’ this Mr. Jeremy Jones, ’cos it seems he’s workin’ under an alias just now, and is best known as Rey. Silas Skin- ner. Pickin’ pockets in ’busses and at bazzrs is his little game, and a yery smart ‘and ’e is, too, they tell me. He wasn’t in “The Grapes’ just then; but any letter or message addressed to him and left in the bar, will be at- tended to. So you'd best write or send some gentleman friend, miss.” “bank you, very much, indeed,” re- plied Alice; “I shall do as you suggest. Please drive to No. 34, Wilton Cres- cent.” The necessity for prompt and reso- lute action had sharpened the girl's faculties, and, over her cup of tea a new and very sensible idea had sug- gested itself.A former school friend, with whom she had been upon very in- timate terms, had married, and was living at the address to which she had bidden the cabman drive her. Now, her friend’s husband was managing- clerk to a firm of solicitors, and might, therefore, be supposed-to be a fairly- good lawyer himself. Might not his advice and a ance be of the utmost value to her in her unequal siruggle with Stephen Deane? Her friend, Mrs. Norris, was at home and overjoyed to see her. So the eabman was paid off, and the two young women were soon deep in mutu- al confidences. Alice nerved herself to listen sympathetically to all the young wife's little gossip about her home life, about that paragon of men, her hus- band, and, above all, about baby, be- fore she spoke of her own great sor- row. It was, indeed, not an easy sub- ject to broach, even to a bosom friend; but, once she had broken the ice, the painful story was soon told. Honest Maggie Norris seemed at first too bewildered, too horror-strick- en, to be eapable of expressing her emotions in words; but, when she real- ized the full extent of Stephen’s vil- lainy, the flood-gates of her indignant eloquence were opened wide. “Oh, Alice! My poor, deceived, be- trayed darling!” she cried, bursting in- to ted and pillowing the stricken, dark head upon her bosom, ‘However could any man, himself born of wo- man, find it in him to treat an inmo- cent, trusting girl so abominably? Man? He is no man! .... He must be a reptile in human shape! Oh I could kill the wretch! you, my. poor darling?” “No, Maggie, dearest, I don’t think I feel like that,” said Alice, slowly. “His death could neither atone for the wrong he has done me nor re-estab- lisn me in the eyes of the world.” “What! You surely have vot forgiv- en him?” “No; a thousand times, no!” replied Alice, with a look im her dark eyes that, forsooth, spoke little of forgive- ness. “I am not capable of forgiving a wrong of this nature. I doubt if one ought to forgive it; but I know that I cannot. To me it seems that the sole object I have now to live for is to make Stephen Deane suffer, if I ean, for the ruin he has brought upon my life. The blow has fallen so suddenly, so wholly unexpectedly, that I have as yet scarcely realized the nature of icy downfall, and I have formed no detinite plans for the future. But cer- tainly forgiveness will not enter into them.” “We are told to forgive our enemies,” remarked Mrs. Norris, who seemed rather startled by the bitter, deter- mined ring in her friend’s voice, and, perhaps, deemed it safest to counsel moderation; “but, upon my word, [ don’t see how you could be expected to forgive this Mr. Deane. He de- serves all the punishment that can pos- sibly be inflicted upon him; penal servitude and the cat-o’-nine-tails would be none too much for him. The worst of it is, 1 am afraid he has pot laid himself open to any criminal charge. We'll hear what Joe says. He will be home very shortly.” Mr. Norris made his appearance in due course, and was gradually placed in possession of the facts of the case. A shrewd, keen-eyed, clean-shaved lit- tle n.an, as befitted a lawyer’s clerk, he had yet-a kindliness of manner and a delicacy of feeling not usually associ- ated with members of the profession. But then, no doubt, Joe Norris at his own fireside, was not quite the same person as Mr. Norris upon his high stool in Lincoln’s Inn Fields. He and Alice were, in a sense, old friends, hay- ing frequently met in the days of his courtship. To him, therefore, she felt that she could speak of her sore trou- ble almost as freely as to warm-heart- ed Maggie herself. “Let him have his dinner first,” was the latter’s caution to her guest, “and, mind you, play a good knife and fork yourself. Don’t tell me you're not hungry! Fiddlesticks! You're looking the ghost of yourself, poor lamb, and that’s the fact. But eat you shall, or you'll spoil my Joe’s dinner, nnd he won't be able to advise us worth a ‘Fulham rush afterwards. Whiting, saddle. of mutton and cranberry tart...... you watch Joe’s face when he sees the sad- dle!” ACROSS THE CONTINENT. Gow the Lasley Family Traveled (in ‘Their Own House. Good, cheery Maggie Norris! Life is Quite a curiosity in the shape of a a dull enough round for most of us. house on wheels is making the rounds What would it be without a few lite | of Washington streets. It is owned you to brighten it?) Even Alice felt as by M. B, A. Lasley, of the most north- though a ray of sunshine had crossed ase i rth th tate of Wash. her gloomy path, And so it came about ue DOrHion 38 bs bass that Joe Norris had done ample justice | ™8ton, who, together with his wife, to the saddle of mutton ere he was | five children and three pets, came all made acquainted with Stephen Deane’s | the way from that state across the con- pertidy. And, if his expressions of in-| tient, to the Atlantic coast. The long dignation were less pronounced than | journey was begun March 22, 1894, and had been those of his better half, this | Lasley expects, after making a tour of a aah a od en eda het Se oat the New England states, to go across which teaches a lawyer to be surprised if » at nothing where human baseness is the: ocean. and ‘sep spmsi/or Hurope's eneernied: countries, incidentally taking in the “Bad....very bad, indeed,” was his great Paris exposition. In 1894 Las- first comment.*About the worst case of | 1ey lost his home in Washington, and, its sort that hus come under my notice, | being an invalid, decided to strike out We have absolutely irrefutable grount!s | for California, but having no funds "he for action. y, my present opinion is | was at a loss how to proceed. Finally that Mr. Deane has laid himself open | he and his wife decided upon the plan to a criminal prosecution for conspira-| oF 9 house on wheels, and in it they & Share in the Glory. “Yes, sir,” said Senator Sorghum, “. think I can claim a good deal of credit for that grand achievement, the an- nexation of Hawaii.” “But you were filibustering against it.” “Of course, I was. And rather than listen to any ey in conjunction with the scoundrel who ofticiated at the mock marriage. aoe eee 2 Aeros a eects ‘The question is whether we might not } L@sley then decided to broaden the do better by proceeding upon civil original plan, and try a trip across the grounds. Mr. Deane is heir to a bar-| Continent, which scheme was imme- onetcy, is he not?” diately put into effect, with the result “No,” corrected Alice, “he has an el-| that Lasley has entirely recovered his der brother, Oscar.” : health, is a strong, robust, healthy- “Ah, yes! I remember now. The | jooking specimen of American man- Seinen aon ts ne hood, while his wife and children have e 4 siaughter, and escape a = with a nominal sentence. To be sure. all Uisiappeetaa ga. o& fie gma’ TAP as Mr. Stephen Deane any private | PY family. The trip across the con- ineome—apart from Nis profession, 1| tinent was made by way of Denver, ean?” starting from San Francisco; Paris, “I believe not,” she made agswei.| Tex.; St. Louis, Chicago, Cincinnati, “He has often told me that his only | Pittsburg, Buffalo and Albany to New hope of ever becoming rich lay in his | York city. Their travels were confined chance of inheriting Deanshurst.” And | to the summer periods, winter stays be- which he had given her a fairly aceur- Gs York. From New York the fam- ate account during the early days of | Uy made their way to this city by way their supposed marriage. of Philadelphia and Baltimore, and ex- Joe Norris listened attentively to all | pect to retrace their steps by the same she had to say, occasionally putting a] route. Lasley has, of course, had question and making a great many en-| some rather interesting experiences tries in a capacious pocket book. during his long trip, especially in the “Am I to understand that for the} mountain regions of the West and belf ai iay funds?” he inquired, when | °ve2 18 Pennavivenia, but there has she had told him all she Ene. i never, been ever. the slightest accident “Yes,” she replied, “most willingly. to mar the pleasure of the journey. The I have not so many friends that i can | house itself is the only house on wheels afford even to hesitate about accepting | in existence, according to Lasley, there your kindly-offered services.” being none of the regular accessories “Tut-tut!” he exclaimed, with a dep-] to a wagon, such as a fifth wheel or recatory wave of his hand. “Are you| couplings, to be found in its make-up. not my Maggie's oldest nd dearest | Op the rear wheel there is a register friend? And didn’t you, many a time, that has been ticking continuously go out with her (to meet me) when, but tor you, but for you, she wouldn't] Since the beginning of the trip, and have been allowed out at all? Joe Nor-}| Which now shows a fraction over 7,000 ris has a good memory for past kind- | Miles. One remarkable feature of the » and you may trust him to re trip is the fact that one of the pets, you, if he can. So it is understood that | a dog, has walked the entire distance, I am to take the reins just at fir it being claimed that he is the only Very well. I must make a few inquir-| canine that has walked across the con- ies and interview this Rev. Silas Skin, tinent, Twenty horses have been used uer. Then I think I shall see our WY | since Lasley started, some of them dy- more clearly. Meanwhile, you must take up your quarters here with us, | '"8 from being worn out and others eh, Maggie?” being traded for younger and better “Why, of course, Joe!” assented his | animals. The stay of the Lasley fam- delighted wife. “Where else should | ily of the house-on-wheels frame in the por ehild go?” Washington will be of short duration. ‘The hot tears welled in Alice’s eyes. | While here they are taking in*™ the There was something so genuine, sv} sights of the capital city and, when hearty, about the welcome extended to] they are exhausted, will begin the re- state, it completely overcame her. | 28 Stated, a trip through the New Eng- Where else, indeed, should she go? She | land states will be taken.—Washingtop had quarreled with her own people, for Star. Stephen’s sake, and she could not herself to return to them in humilia- tion and disgrace. Parents—the best of them—are wont te be harsh critics of a daughter’s matrimonial blunders, and her father was a churchwarden. “I cannot find words to thank you both,” she said, striving bravely to smile through her tears. “You have made me see some sort of hope in the future where before there seemed | through and stopped proceedings then none.” and there.”—Washington Star, VANITY FAIR. The well-known Camden house and estate at Chiselhurst, which was the home for some years of Napoleon IIL, ies confirmed the truth of Stephen} 224 after his death, of the Empress Dezne’s statement that the marriage Eugenie, is to be saved from the hands had been a mock one. ‘There was no | Of the builder. A syndicate of the resi- record of any such ceremony at the| dents has been formed and $165,900 Ikegistrar-General’s oftice; and the Rev. | raised to purchase the historic man- Si inner (alias Rey. Jeremy | sion and seventy acres of land. The | Jones) although at first guardedly reti-] property will be used for. golf links and cent, was brought to admit, under the | the mansion canverted into a elub- influence of many UE Oe ute rouse: he did occasionally usurp clerical func- tions, including the marriage service. Queen Victoria has used nothing but Moreover, Norris contrived to let Alice | bays af Iate, and her magnificent ani- see the scoundrel, and she at once rec- | als seen im London, on the occasiom ognized him. So all doubts as to the | of the last royal visit, were universally invalidity of the “marriage” were set | admired. Her majesty is, personally, at rest... uo judge of horsefiesh, but shows great Then the business-like instincts of] taste in favoring bays, as they are this the lawyer asserted themselves It] season a fashionable color. Her maj- esty’s rare appearance in town is now was doubtful whether Stephen had laid himself open to criminal prosecu-| aistinguished by a great deat more eeremony than was the ease a few tion, however patent his moral guilt. Conspiracy, as between him and the drunken scoundrel who had masquer-| Y€@?S 280. The queen’s carriage is aded in elerical attire, would be hard | 4?@wn by four superb horses, driven by to substantiate. There was econtribut-| postilioms and preceded by outriders. ory negligence on Alice’s part, which] Except upen state or semi-state oc- might almost be distorted into coumiv-| casions the Princess of Wales has a ance at the farcical ceremony. It was] great objection to more than two still more doubtful whether such 2] horses being used in her carri prosecution, even if possibly, would Te} aispenses Sinnevee oanibie er iat sult in a conviction. And, if it did,| rostitions and outrid .! Alice would benefit nothing apart from “Th ‘aia the satisfaction of avenging herself fe consciousness of seeing her upon her betrayer. Was this good | OWD charms reflected in a man’s cyes enough? is something which appeals to every Upon the other hand, it might be pos- | woman,” writes Edward W. Bok in sible to bring such pressure to bear up-| the Ladies’ Home Journal. “Nothing on this unscrupulous barrister as] else ever makes her so proud and sc should force him to make eyery atone-| happy in exactly the same way. But ment in his power for his evil work. No man, occupying his position, could bab is /perzd is not always for afford to brave the exposure which i awaited him if the habe were made | fF one’s inner self, to be enjoyed at the time and to be lived over in the public. It would mean social ostra- cism for perhaps many years to come. | years to some. No; woman do not It would certainly exclude him from} willfully turn away from their own the company of self-respecting menj| happiness. Some higher and funda- and women for the present. Then, too,| mental duty sometimes calls, loftier how might not such a scandal affect] motives sometimes quiet the deepest him in the eyes of Sir Derek, upon} heart-tongings, a God-given task whom, apparently, his prospects main- sometimes points a woman in the op- ly centered—to say nothing of the oth | posite direction to her own instincts ise Se ae peut) Memories take the place of ities, 2 and in those memories, sweet and ten- The Cornfed Philosopher. der, many women are living today, “It is not the disrespect that worries] At one time in their lives the neces- a man when his boy begins calling him | sity of choice came to them. Prayer ‘the old man,’” said the cornfed phil-| tully and-tearfully, and yet resolutely, osopher, “as much as the fact that it they made the choice. 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Three ins‘rumental lessons, and one in theory, weekly, are included im the regular tuition; extra pa and Minim Departments.— Pupils who need primary training, and those of ten- der age, are here eckasa d o sars the Aca demic Course and Advanced Course. Book-keeping. ony and Txpewriting ex: tra, Every variety of Pancy Needlework taught. For catalogue containing full information, addi DIRECTRESS OF THE ACADEMY, St. Mary’s Academy, NOTRE DAME P. 0., INDIANA. Remember the name when you buy again Fd oo