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T H E \V' are HOW I“. 10 tiara (D ,4 ' CHAPTER XV. The Widow's Warning Paul sat at the writing-table in the library at Weyberne Hall. His elbows were on its polished surface, his head supported by his large thin hands. A bookâ€"a new edition of Herodotus in Greekâ€"was face downwards on the table, 3 ml: of manuscript, a half written sheet of t‘oolscap, and a news- paper lay within his reach. Presently he moved his chair back in a gentle, cautious manner, rose stiffly, and walked slowly. with evident difficulty, across the soft velvet pile to the other end of the room. He stood there a Space and raised his arms ('itt'l'j'fully above his head, bringing their down again siowly, and elastied til-(m: loosely behind. He went heroically through the exercise sev- eral times. ;_,-,2:.\‘e one or two little groans. sighcti. rettt'ned to his chair, and pushed it nearer the. tire. He sank painfvi'y into it. a few heads of moisture ":1 its forehead. fatigued, but lived a lifetime since you went. Paul, and yet I can s;iil feel the tremble of your arms. it is almost midnight, and 1 am tired out with watching for you, but i must write, Paul. for such a swarm of clamoring love-thoughts cannot be. denied. 1 am sitting by my WllldOW taming Weyberne Hall. The world is sleeping; there’s nothing to distract me but the stars, the nightin- gale in the thicket, and the murmur of. the distant waterfall by the Marsh Mill. My home is very beautiful to- night. Paul. There’s a red, gold moon. and it’s shining on the holly and on the yews. and among the briars woven in the hedge. At the end of the drive the gate is open, gaping wide for you, Paul, for its master, for my master. When you come to-morrow, my darl- ing. 1 shall be kneeling here among the moon-beams in the chill night air. watching for your black shadow to cast a darker shade over the autumn’s mellow tints. A little bird has flown by and whispered fairy newsâ€"hey, presto! my lover went to London yes- terday, and birdie told me what took him there. It was the little jewelled bauble, the rivet to the links we forged so many hours ago. You will bring it to me. Paul, orâ€"shall I come to you? No power on earth shall keep my sweetheart from me; 1 want himâ€"I must have my husband soon. The sun in heaven is hot, but not so hot nor so parched, Paul. as the waiting heart you’ve quickened, darling!” ‘ “There is a veiled threat in it, and I should underSLand it’s nature if I were [cute enough to read between the lines,” he muttered, limping to the window. must leave ought to get on in this age of enervat- ing ease and lazy superficial refine- ment. But how are you? Tell me exactly hon: you've been, else I shan't know what physic to send you. Sick?” “A little. fast night," he owned re- luctantly. “I have a headache, I’m stiff and save, of course, and a bit chilly and seedy, but it might have been worse. I am thankful to be able to get downsmirs.” “Let me see you walk,” Hunter said. * He limped back to the lounge by the tire, and the doctor followed him, drew up a chair, and sat down facing “Don’t you think you would find éome relief in abusing Fleming 8. bit?” he_asked, laughing. Paul shook â€"his 'head and smiled a little. “I committed the offence, Mr. Flem- ing saw me, and some sort of correc- tion was no doubt merited, but not the severe measure he resorted to; the punishment exceeded the crime, doc- “It did. Farley; it was a very cruel flogging, and Felix realizes it now.” “I’m afraid I realize It more than he,” Paul said. wrinkling his forehead as he moved in his chair. “I don’t know whether I would rath- or be in your or Fleming’s shoes.” he M mug: .be Wormw- 3 follow who has his living to get. n‘t indulge in capuan holidays, doc- 1" he expostulated, flushing and u-king a. little. “If I can by any pos- bility crawl I ought to be up attend- g to my duties.” “With those Spartan principles you Doctor Hunter laughed, and stroked i3: Dariing.":0â€"â€"1v 1d 1 am starving aur dear face. 1 ere a Space and raised :fully above his head, doxxn again slowly, and oosely beh'nd. He went migh the exercise sev- at och an earten me. She shall ’11 stay my time, even strong against me. I rudder to swing round. oarsman as I am, I’ll 11d see it; I would give :' his bold opinion,” he , parbleu! the milk‘s mot afford to grizzle 3e the odds alone; the 'h ht up to your bed~ " he said, taking him by the shoulders and 1e light “I expected a after my strict in- bold knock on the rong knuckles. per- ously with its swift him, and D1. Hunter a genia1“Morning, unfc drawn fro 'OI' a1 tall? sore, and besides .Felix feels he has made something of a fool of him- self." ' “Why; he was right in the main.” “Was be? Well, I did not object; I was not inclined to take it up.” “But what had you to do with it?” “Only this. I am engaged to Agnes. and I wish the. matter to drop; it’s too utterly foolish to make a song about.” A wP‘auvl sat up with a decided show of interest. “You are engaged to Agnes" he ex- claimed, a smile breaking over his face, “a la bonheur! That is good news; it’s just a flash of brightness through all the heaviness. I am pleased.” “I believe you are, Farley, genuinely pleased. I don’t think you have a spark of feeling against me.” “Against you! Why, you have my warmest sympathy, my heartiest Wish- es and regards. It’s a splendid idea; I Wish you no end of luck and happi- ness. You cmfldn’t have told me any- thing that would give me more plea- sureâ€"it’s glorious news!” “Then it's all right. Farley. I :‘m quite satisfied. My happiness has come to me rather late in life. and i want to (721‘; 95' it to the full, x-sial'out feeling I had szepped on manners heart. to reset: it~â€"â€"you nmlerzlami. lad?” a dewiness 1‘: say is, Agme: woman I kno fair estimate of the trouble 11115111115. A dishermfid explessicm came i110 the dark eyes. , “I’m afraid I I: ave come very near the lamentab e truth. I haxe been try ing to pexsuade m} self that the weak- ness is only tempor.a1y Can’t \ou predict a short 30 1rney through the woods ?” The doc hand on f “Yes, under favorable conditions. Constant fretting has unhinged her mind, Farley, but the mischief at pre- sent is quite local; there is nothing radically wrong, nothing but what, given her heart’s desire, could easily be remedied. I suppose you couldn’t find it in your heart to accept this overflow of affection and look upon it as a blessing in disguise?” “I couldn’t.” “Not if the powers that be were brought to see the policy, the advisa- bility of the step?" the doctor asked, persuasively, “and the arrangement were to aave Miss Judith from a par- ticularly hard fate?” “No,” Paul said again in the same pathetically earnest ton‘e, “I couldn’t, doctor. I am sorry, exquisitely sorry, for Sir Thomas and Lady Hargrave; they have my entire sympathy. I would do anything in reason, I would not spare myself help or comfort, but I couldn’t marry their daughter. How- ever plausibly you put it, in whatever pitiful colors you painted Miss Judith’s sad situation, it would not alter my determination. It has not been my fault, doctor. I hope I have never acted in any but an honorable and courteous Way.” .â€"â€"â€"â€".v “Even where I willing,” Paul re- sumed, “there is Mr. Pelham to con- sider. We know from experience how much his heart is bound up in her. It would be an unwise and cruel move. The proposed remedy would simply court another gun disaster.” Jack Hunter knit his thick brows and contemplated Paul’s clever face and small shapely head resting against the pink silk cushion. “It’s something akin to a Gordian knot,” he said, “and I'm not acquaint- ed with an Alexander shrewd to cut it in twain. Poor Judith; poor An- thony. I don’t see my way to helping them.” vv ‘5.â€" ‘v Doctor Hu'nter looked away and smiled a little. “Get them married; Dr. Hunter,” he said, bending forward eagerly. “It's the only help possible. Get them mar- ried quickly; with her parents and Mr. Pelham on your side it ought not to be a very difficult task.” “It would be easier if you were not here, Farley,” he said, looking at him anxiously. “Is it absolutely impera- tive you should r‘emain?” l_-.L- IAS.‘ Ulvv de ~â€"â€". A hard stubborn look came into his eyes ; they_ glitperod ominously. “Imperative just so far as my own interests are concerned,” he said, a little cynical smile catching his upper lip. “Do you think, Dr. Hunter, I am called upon to relinquish an excellent appointment, credentials, recommen- dations in certain quarters where a chance of preferment is only possible, for no fault whatever of my own? It’s rather hard lines now that I am a few rungs on the ladder. It’s like shifting the thing and throwing me to the ground, stunned for a time, and when I have recovered my senses and stead- ied my nerves sufficiently I can go back to the bottom, begin all over again and commence mounting from solid earth.” “How long have you been here, Far- ley 1’ “Four months, and I must stay an- other two. It’o little enough, too little -o.-'- by far, and I must insist on the six months. Of course, if you succeed in gaining Sir Thomas's ear and I am dismissed with a month’s s alary, I am not a free agent, I take my chance, but you rm'S' not ask me of my own free will to throw up a situation like this, to cut myself adrift from all so- cial anchorage, to fight poverty, ob- scurity. and starvation alone.” “Good heavens, my 'dearJad!” Jack Hunter expostulated, shocked. “I wouldn’t turn a dog from a good home to jorgge “f9; gimself.” _ _...._ 1...“... _.A.-._.. -. n‘ .- I quit I,” couldn’t." he said, earnestly, t0 laughed, and laid arm of Paul’s chair. on have formed a ‘ of the trouble upostai d express ion CW Flemin THE DURHAM CHRONICLE. iS 11 Pau‘: sml'. ed a nervous smile that was more touching than tears. “I beg your pardon,” he said, un- steadily, sinking back on to the cush- ion. “I thought perhaps you might consider it your duty to point out to Sir Thomas the wisdom of my dismis- sal. I know I am of use to him, and that he appreciates me, but if it came? to be his daughter’s welfare versus: his secretary’s prospects, why I should -_ without hesitation go to the wall. The l true cause of my leaving and a hunâ€"l dred perversions of the truth would; leak out, such things always do? through dependents in some way or' other, and it would do me infinite, harm; it would simply spell social ex-i tinction. It all sounds exceedingly selfish, I know. It’s self from begin-l ning to end; but, doctor, if you knew how I have worked, slaved, striven, merely to attain the position I am now ‘ in, you would not be surprised that II cling so tenaciously to present good.”l “My dear lad,” he said, sitting on. the arm of Paul’s chair and patting his shoulders, “you shall keep it for all of me, and if I could I would make the good better. There will be diffi- culties to face here, Farley, at the Larches, and elsewhere, but you may rely upon me to befriend, should the opportunity come within my province. You wouldn’t object to spend a week in town while we see what can be done with Miss Judith?” “Not at all," he said, with a sig content, “I should rather like it” “Very wellâ€"ah, that reminds me, Felix went to London this morning. He is returning by the 7.30 train. I suppose when you feel up to it you’ll run in there and wish my little girl joy of her old man?” “You are young enough in all con- science, sir.” he said, laughing. “but I don’t think 1 will call at the Manor House. I’ll send as pretty a message as I can compose, by you, sir.” “Now, Farley,” he said, persuasive- ly, transforming the gentle patting in- to a firm grip, “don’t nurse it, let. the resentment die a natural death. Felix would give his ears to be friends, I know he would. He admitted last night he had been hasty, and I’m very sure he would concede and condone a good deal more this morning. He said if there were anything he could do for you with reference to this misunderâ€" standing at the Larches. he would be pleased to do it. if you ask him. The initiative, 1 think, must rest with you, my boy. If you can bring yourself to meet Felix in anything approaching a friendly spirit. the rest will follow smoothly as a natural consequence. You will be serving your own inter- ests by thinking this over, Farley.” He smiled a little, and there was an expression in his eyes which baffled the doctor’s usual penetrative saga- city. ‘V‘Thank you, I will bear it in mind.” he said, rising as the doctor stood up. “I am much obliged to you for your at tentlon “Tut!” he said brusquely, “1 am backwards and forwards to see Miss Hargrave. Take care of yourself; don’t go out, keep warm, and lie fallow for awhile. and, oh, I’ll let you know the exact date to fix for your little holiday,” and with a laugh and swing- ing stride he was gone from the room. Paul crawled to the typewriter, laid a pocketbook containing his short- hand notes beside it, and reeled off a dozen letters with scarcely the easy grace that generally characterized all his movements. He. put them in their several envelopes, stamped and made them into a neat pile on the writing- table. Once again, with clenched teeth, he went bravely through a series of ex- ercises, extremely painful and lascer ating to the nerves in his bruised con- dition, but essential, and of the ut- most importance if he desired to pre- serve a remnant of agility, instead of allowing his muscles and sinews to settle into a practically paralyzed state of stiffness. He sank into his chair exhausted, breathing quickly, and went carefully through Mrs. Wycherley’s letter for the third time. “I wish' he could see it,” he said, half, aloud, "I wonder how I could man- age toâ€"” » He leaned back, closed his eyes, and clasping his hands over his throbbing temples, pondered deeply. “I have ii!” he muttered, starting up suddenly and collapsing immediate- ly with a groan. “and I’ll do it; it will be an accidental meeting, andâ€"sapris- til can I walk four miles?” he asked himself, looking rucfully at his strain- ed slender legs. “It will be a trial of fortitude, but. 1 must stretch a point and snatch this golden chance. I feel,” lifting his long arms above his head and grasping the back of his chair, “I feel as if the lists were set and I must have a tilt at fate. It may give dire offence and it may do noth- ing of the kind. Whichever way I reckoned I might be foiled. Things may just as well be for as against me. Dice have many sides!” Paul changed his '“h'arâ€"d’ hat for a cloth cap, fastened his trousers £18m xg‘his ankles, pulled on a pg; of WQQI' CHAPTER XVI. At the Popinjay “Where are you going, Mr. FarIGY?” Tom Hargrave asked, watching Paul button himself into his thickest and warmest overcoat. “To East Weyberne, on a little per- sonal business.” “Are you gOing to walk?” “I am going to ride Shank’s pony. “I’ll put it as high as it will go, but I don’t know if it will be very COm' fortable.” he said, locking dubiously at the length of Paul’s legs. “Well, if you will lend me a 93" of clips, light the lamp, and wheel the machine outside, I’ll try it.” “Because it’s a long way and 37011 haven’t seemed well all day. If you can ride, sir, you may take my b1- cycle, the new one, free wheel, and all the latest improvements.” “Thank you, that’s a bright idea, Tom!” he said, meditatively. “I’ve not ridden for nearly nine months; do you think I am to be trusted with a new machine?” “If you could ride decently well when you left off, sir, youll soon get into It again. Will you have it?’ “Yes, I think I will if you can put up the sadClv c to the 1ig‘11t 11c; ght for 99’ l)” said, with a sigh of ~’ @- ouvl I ii DURHAM \ gouououomoouoogyoon WWW Iéfi ‘gbves ligated boy Between NUT-n and without so much difficulty as he antioipatod. (""nsirier- ing his stiii'ness. Paul mountcd and set off down the avenue in a fairly straight course. Tom followed a short distance to keep him in sight. and jusn before Paul turned a corner he put his fingers to his mouth. blew a shrill, weird whistle. and shouted sometaing to the effect that he was a crack cy- clist, a Champion rider. “Shall I hold i mount?” he asked “Yes, if you like." Paul 191.:ghed; “I dare say I shall make a hash of set- ting our. but once I’m fairly started I shall do. You’ll see a fine specimen of wobbling. Tom, if you wait long The grey afternoon fog had deep- ened into a dark night with scarcely a star in the moonless sky. and Paul had gone but a few hundred yards when he felt a sprinkle of fine rain. The wind was rising. and dead against him, but he (-omforted himself with the assurance that the rain would hold off. be little more than a misty drizzle. un- less the wind dropped. The roads were good around Wey- berne, hard. even with scarcely suff route to torm a 11 either plantations dered the high r1 East “703'13tj‘1‘110. i1 961 imaginative of convenie ers, poache characters. had made 2 foot alone. company. :1 sight or 86 lovely rum Neverthe‘ivs the street life as he : country 10‘ He rod-q into the yard of the Pepin- jay, jumpu. :zz'z‘ the machine. and ask- ed the hoszior if Mr. Fleming’s trap was in Their custody. The man touched a (":i'ly i'orelock. nodded, and intimated than the London train was due and the squire. expected at any minute, but the mare would not be put between the shafts until the gentle- man arrived to give his orders. He walked into 'ho inn and met the land- lady on the threshold, buxom and smiling, and as fresh looking as the paint on the front of the house. “Is your sitting-room disengaged. Mrs. Radler?” he asked. “Yes,” she said, pleasantly, “until Squire Fleming comes, and then he’s very likely to go there and wait till the mare’s put to.” “Is he sure to go in?” he asked, anxiously. “Well. I can't be exactly sure, Mr. Farley,” she returned, looking inquir- ingly at him; “if he was in a tremen- dous hurry he might not come indoors at all." "Can’t you make it a sure and cer- tain thing. Mrs. Radler. that. he does come into your sitting-room before he leaves?” he. asked. slipping a sover- eign into her hand, “and there won't be any necesshy. you know, to say who is waiting: for him." ‘t., t“ 1 “I'll selfiq face: ‘ ' 1 into ~<~ ~. ‘ (. upanagzo s 4_ 71‘ l‘ gh :4NYTHING that is produced in Canada from Canadian maferials, by the apfif-gicatz'on of Cana {an brain and labor, wiil always havefirsf call . 1 _ * wztn me; And on my part 22¢ aitraln you will find Cham- Contmuod on page I hold it, sir, while xit, sin” she said. looking race a little startled: “I'll " ‘ dons come. fir._l“ar}_e}'. (I ‘went 0111' To The 39- ad an. and well tended, fficlent dip along his hill. On both sides. 5 or dense woods bor- road all the way to increasing the gloom amd instilling into the l a vholesome dread lki'n; places for loaf- 0 Mw‘m "u. It Toronto. Ont. 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