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. a L___â€". ire.st ' :Mrz 'eszw: 2M. “4M: . gnaw: . . z z : new-aw l .2“; ‘i‘ ' . . '1‘ {- " - s c ‘5 t Edit? ti llthllEiSlfill 3“ 3 ' ’ i E .g. . y - . .5: Or Lady Caraven’s Labor of, A. I; Love. f: ' N trividfliuzwlfimzwi‘. ' ' Ma. lace-szorwrmz-e-e-w: : :~z«:~+’:«~z-~:«:~+§z«»§ CHAPTER XIV. a l Lady Caraven was pleased as she uressed for dinner. She recalled the happy faces,. the grateful words that she had seen and heard but a fowl hours before at Bromhill; it was worth living for, this power of doâ€" ing good. She had seen something in her husband’s face that day which 1 had surprised herâ€"something that drove away the indolent, easy ex-1 pression. Was the roused at last? Had her passionate. Words, her keen indignation moved. : him? Had he grown ashamed of'his indolence? Had he tired of‘his pleasures? - " V Sitting opposite to him at the at- 1 dinner table, she looked at him tentively. Certainly there was a change in his face. It was bright-5 er, keener, more on the alert; thelI eyes were full of light; he seemed inâ€": terested in what was going on. Once during dinner she met Sir Raoul’s glanCC, and it was full of pleased; n l l surprise. ! “Now is my time,” though Hil~ dred; “now I may secure what I want.” When the gentlemen came into the drawing room she made herself most fascinating and charming. She sang,‘ she talked; the whole party thought her exceedingly entertaining. It was; when her husband was looking most pleased, and listening to her with real interest, that she went up to him. . "I have a little favor to ask of you,” she said. “Will you give me five minutes of your time this evenâ€"’, ° ing?” His‘ look was bright expectation. “'Assuredly, IIildred â€"- as long as you like. I am beginning to think that my interviews with you are} Welcome ones.” 3 So when.most of the visitors had gone to their respective homes, the earl lingered. It was something novel to him, this appointment with his own wifeâ€"something piquant. I'Ie waited for her in the drawing room, I where'the blinds were still undrawn, and through the windows of whicln a lovely Vmoon was shedding floodsl of silvery light. He sat down thoughtfully, looking! at the sky; he could hear the faintI click of the billiard balls; he knew one of pleased, you might sneer at me, and say ‘do that. She looked so fair, standing beâ€" fore him pleading her own cause. She drew a little nearer to' him, as though her confidence in him were in- creasing. . "This is what I want you to do for me, Lord Caraven,” she said. “I am not ignorant of such matters; my talent is hereditary; but you will not I have some little experiâ€" slccping lion ignce, and I should improve day by ay.” lie looked at her half Wondering. half amused. "What is it, Hildred?” he asked. “I do not in the least understand.” “It is this. I want you to let me be your steWardâ€"J mean, let me have charge of your estate. I could do the duties far better than Mr. Blantyre.” “.1. give him a. large salary,” said Lord Caraven, half laughing; “he oughtto do them well.” “But you have seen for yourself- that he does not,” she returned; "he is not a just steWard.” “No.” was the grave admission, "he is not just. It is that which grieves me. He has abused my itrust. I shall never believe in him; again.” “Then let me take his place,” she cried, eagerly. “I do not mean in the mere keeping of accounts â€"- you will always want some one for that tâ€"nor even in the looking after little details; but :steward, Lord Caraven, and the wel- let me be your head fare of your tenants and dependents, the wellâ€"being of your estate, the care of your property, shall be my one interest in life. I will be conâ€" tent to work early and late, to liVe without pleasure, if you will only grant my prayer. “But you are a lady, IIildred. How could you find time for it?” In her eagerness she forgot her re- serve â€"- she laid her hand upon his- arm, and looked into his face. “I am not a fine lady; I am a law- yer’s daughter. It may even he that I inherit my father’s liking...for busiâ€" ness. 1 shall find time, believe me, "if you Will give your consent.” “W lat would you do, Ilildred, supposing I give my consent?” he asked. “Say rather what would I not do. I would reform all abuses. I . that many a merry jest was passing would make Rmy'engmme a model 05. in the smoking room. vague fashionâ€"he could hardly derstand why â€"-â€" he felt tired of all such pastime. Ilis wife's earnest face rose up before him; again . he seemed to hear her pleading, pas- sionate words. Her own expression haunted himâ€"“a, wasted life.” Was his life indeed wasted? Young, handsome, talented, did he live in vain? I’l'e sighed uneasily. He had led a. very pleasant life. Getting through a. large fortune had been a pleasant occupation. He had enjoy- ed his gaming, his‘betting, his racâ€" ing, his indolence. But now someâ€" thing else was stirring wrtlnn 111m. Couch it be regret or remorse, or was it simply that he was tired and out of spirits? Presently the door wife came in. She opened and his had removed the breast. jewels from her hair and her Her lovely face shone w1th a, new light; her rich dress. her dark hair, made her a most attractive picture. She went up to him. “I have come to ask a favor of you,” said the young countessâ€"“a favor on which the whole of -my life depends. In granting it you will make me happy; if you refuse it I shall be miserable.” "That shall not happen if I prevent it,” he answered. Ilis wife continued: "My time hangs heavily on my hands. I have nothing to (loâ€"no occupation. O, Lord Caraven! be patient with me! I want to ask you for something that will give me interest -â€" that will occupy incâ€"â€" Lhat will stand to me in the place. of happiness and love.” "I will help you to it, no replied. can if I can,” \. 131”? in 501119 Lateâ€"promo should point to it as a “11‘ pattern. I would make your laborâ€" ers men; they 'are now only soulless dru-dges. I would pull down those \Vretched cottages wnere squalor and disease run riot. and build in their places houses such as even the poor could love. I would educate the children. What a question it iS You ask me! What would I not do?” The earl rose from his chair; he bent his head w,th chivalrous grace before her. . “My wife,” he said, “you sliame me.” "No," she cried; say that to me.” H “I repeat it â€"â€" you shame me; he went on. “Yes, I give my consentâ€"â€" my free, full, hearty consent. You will make a better mistress of Ravâ€" ensmere than I do a master. You shall he the queenâ€"regent: I will be your prime minister. I place and leave all . authority in your hands, and I promise you most faithfully that I will never interfere; you shall pull down and build uprâ€"you shall do just as you willâ€"I will never interâ€" fore." She was so overjoyed with his promises, with the change in his manner, with the earnestness on his face that she forgot all about her rcâ€" straint and indifference, and she kissed the hand that held her own. She saw her husband’s face flush crimson, and she .drew back sudden- ly. "I beg your pardon,” she said; "I am very sorry. I did not think of what I was doing, I was so overâ€" ioyed.” He took no notice of the involun- tary caress, nor of the apology, though both had struck him. :7 "you must not Hildred,” he said. l life. lyou shall confront him.” A l I l l l l i lthe kind, your iadyship. u Caraven? "I am glad that. ,a’ou are pleased, interests in your hands I feel I have done toâ€"day the wisest action of my We will send for Blantyre, and Then he smiled to himself. thinking that in these strange days it was impossible to understand anything, and that it was within the bounds of possibility that Hildrcd‘ inherited her father’s talents for business. The earl rung for his footinan. “When llfr..Blantyre comes, show him into my study,” he said; and then he went’_over to his, wife. “You do not feel nervous at the task you have undertaken?” he questioned. “No,” she replied, calmly, “but I fancy that Mr. Blantyre will feel nervous before we have. done with 'him.”\ . _ . The earl. smiled. If ’this trusted servant of his'had ,deCeived him, the sooner he was unmasked and punish- ed the better. ' , > “I think,” .said Lady Caraven, “it would be quite‘ as well if we looked over that balance sheet before Mr. Blantyre comesâ€"it will shorten the interview.” ' '- - I-le acquiesced at once, and followâ€" ed his wife to the study. The as- pect of that room was somewhat changed. The photographs, the love tokens that had displeased Lady Carâ€" aven, the portraits of popular ac» tressves and of well-known danseuses, had all disappeared; the room lookâ€" ed more like a study, for the tables were covered with books and papers. If the young countess felt any sur- prise at this changed aspect, she did not evince it, though she felt the compliment. She proved herself a wise woman by saying little; if she had uttered but one word too much, she might have imperiled all her hardlyâ€"won influence. ' Gravely, proudly, without a word, she went to the table, and took l.cr seat. Her husband stood at some little distance from her. Silently she bent her head over the papers. “You have seldom, I suppose, looked over one of these balance sheets?” she said to the earl. - “No,” he replied, “I do not reâ€" member that I have ever examined one.” “Then I will look over them,” she said, quietly. Before long she addâ€" ed, “Will you 100k at this, Lord All this is ,quite wrongâ€" several entries are incorrect, and the reckoning is falsified.” The earl was slightly embarrassed. “I "do not think to tell you the truth, Hildred, that I am very clev- er at accounts,” he stammered. .. “But surely you can see whether this is correct? Believe me, a child could see it.” They were interrupted by the enâ€" trance of the agent himselfâ€"â€" the man whom, from his face, Lady Caraven suspected from the first of being disâ€" honest. John Blantyre \'as 'a tall, gentle- manly looking man of specious manâ€" ner and good address. A rogue from liking, as much as anything else, he would not have cared to be honest if he could. He had conâ€" trived'to ingratiate himself into the favor of Lord Caraven, conviction that he could do as he liked with thg easy, indolent, pleasâ€" tire-loving nobleman. He had done so. He had pandered to all the young earl’s weaknesses; to the cry of “Money, money,” he had respondâ€" ed by wringing more and more from the tenants, by raising rents, refus- ing repairs, by all the mean and unâ€" derhand tricks he could play. He answored the carl’s purpose Well, beâ€" cause he could, from some source or other, always find him money. The young,r nobleman was too careless, vtoo indolent to stop to think that while he was thus impoverishing the estate the unjust steward was enrichâ€" ing himself. Balance sheets were brought to him that he never even glanced at;' bankers’ books, bills, reâ€" ceipts were passed over in similar fashion. He never troubled to look at any of them. The result was irâ€" retrievable confusion. John Blanâ€" tyre had laid aside a fair fortune for himself. - - The young countess’ eyes were rais~ ed to the bland face of the agent; they seemed to burn him. The earl left the discussion to her, as he had said he would. Words could not have expressed the proud, cold conâ€" tempt of her face as she spoke to him: “You are well aware, Mr. Blan- tyre, that this balance sheet is worth nothing? The accounts are all falâ€" sided.” "I am not aware of anything of There may In Useless Frottlng and Worry Brings on Nervous iszases and Shortens Lifeâ€"Dr. Chase’s Nerve Foal Q. ~Th3‘ Greatest of Nerve Bastaratlves. . In this age of excessive competition men are wasting their nerve force and mental power at a tremendous rate. 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I from the‘ be a few mistakesâ€"it was hurriedly May I ask permission to “You may ask nothing, sir,” she replied, curtly. “Tell Lord Cara- ven if it be correct that you have taken a bribe from some one who wants Bromhill Farm â€" a bribe to turn out the old tenants and bring in a new one.” “Lord Caraven knows that 110â€"” But the countess interrupted him: "Did you take the bribe? ‘Yes’ or ‘No?’ ” “Yes,” he replied, sullenly. "Mr. Blantyre,” said the young countess. “you are a detected thief. You have robbed your employer, you have falsified your accounts, you have ground down the poor, you have oppressed the' helpless, you have made my husband’s name hated and loathed, you have betrayed your trust, you have drawn down upon your own head the curses of those people whom illâ€"luck has brought you into contact with.” “Stay, my lady. You accuse me, an}? give me no chance .to defend myâ€" se .” “You cannot defend yourself,” she replied. .“I _hold innumerable proofs of what I assert.” (Iohn Blantyre cowered before the bright indignation of the fearless eyes,_ and, turning to the earl, said: “My lord, I have been a faithful servant of yours; have you nothing to stay for me?” .“Upon my word, Blantyre, here you have been a most consum~ mate rogue,” answered the earl. “I have placed all my authority in the hands of Lady Caraven. She is to do as she will.”- The bland smile on the agent’s face changed to an, ugly sneer. The young} countess rose from her seat, and, extending her arm, pointed with her finger to the door. He made as though he would speak. She still kept her.hand,outstretched to the door; her eyes overmastered him. He turned to quit the room. ' When he reached the door, rage overcame prudence. He looked back at the noble figure of the young wife. “I thank you, Lady Caravan,” he I be- said. "‘I owe this to you.” h.She made no sign that she heard 1m. 3) “To you, he continued, with a sneer; “and we all know that you are here only on suffcrance. Take care that your own turn does not come.” There was no answer. Not even a. quiver of the white eyelids showed that she heard. llis rage increased. “Goodâ€"day, ~ Countess of Caraâ€" ven,” he said. “You. have called me a thief. you have, after a fashion. ruined me. I will be rcvenged- I swear it. Even should years pass before I can carry out 1ny-- purpose, I will be revenged.” ' "‘ And with. those words he quitted the study. Long after he had left the room she stood wondering if John Blanâ€" tyre would-keep his oath, and if he did, what manner of; vengeance 'he vould take. Not even a dream of the terrible reality came to her. (To Be Continued). n WHAT IT MIGHT BE'. 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