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ALL...“ -‘~ ON '1‘ A It I f) About this time Miss Stetson and the doctor took lunch at the house again. and my attention was called to the matter by an incident that greatly affected all of us. I had not seen Miss Stetson since that afternoon when I watched her from my hiding place at the wayside brook. She was paler than usual, and her manner was nerv- ous and excited. especially when Charles was near her. During the prog'ess of the lunch I caught her studying the hands and face of her host on every occasion when his eyes were turned avay from her. I could not at first understand the reason for this secret scrutiny. but it suddenly dawned upon me that she. too. had been reading on the subject and was looking for symptoms of the disease. \Iy master displayed his hands and added: The doctor, as usual, was the life of the party and kept the conversation flowing freely from one to the other. never being at a loss for words. Nev- ertheless there was an uneasiness in his manner which seemed very unnat- ural. My master alone appeared to be perfectly at his ease and normal. For the first time Mr. Goddard turned his eyes toward her. Feeling that she was attracting attention, her over. wrought nerves could stand the strain no longer. She had been thinking as I had-that the brown spots were the first and earliest symptoms of leprosy. We both knew just enough to be car ried away by_ any smptoms that re- When the conversation lagged a mo- ment. he suddenly rubbed theb back of one of his hands with the palm of the other and said: brought him so much cane and sorrow. After healing the tinth from Dr. Squires‘ own lips my attention was drawn more closely to Mr. Goddard's appearance. I watched his languid manners, his pale face and all the svmptonis of disease that he showed during his pertiolical tits of sickness. Mme than this. I Lead up all the med- ical books about leprosy and then watched for the signs. To an excited imagination these were readily visi- ble. “Doctor. I think I must have run up against some poison ivy or sumac 1n the woods. for I‘m sure that my hands and face are poisoned." “Very likely, very likely,” the doc- tor replied quickly, but with a little tremor in his voice. “There is a great deal of it around. and one of your na- ture would be very susceptible to it.” “My hands and face itch terribly. and blotches are breaking out on my face and forehead.” Mr. Goddard con- tinued. ten all over her face. The hand that held her fork trembled so that she had to put it down. “See these red spots on the back or my hand. Are they not the result of poison? And over my eyes and tore- head. They seem to be breaking out all over.” “Probably, Charles. .I will investi- ate after lunch,” the doctor said hur- riedly, glancing toward Miss Stetson. I had become quite eliicient in my duties. and was trusted in many ways that never fell to the lot of my pred- ecesmr. I was more than butlerâ€"I was my master's confidential secretary in many respects. tint them were some secrets that he would not reveal to me, and one was the dread disease which What would be the result? Mr. God- dard would go away to some foreign country. and after grieving over him for a time Miss Stetson would yield to the importunities of Dr. Squires and marry him. I saw the climax of the tragedy. which, after all. would prove a tragedy-only to my master, and it made me more faithful in my de- votion to the unfortunate man. This decided me to stay by him until the time should come when my expecta- tions; would be fulfilled. Then I would return to my old ways. M *anwhile I was leading an honest life and making the money which I spent. But the next moment I would have a revulsion of feelings. I would fall to pitying and sympathizing with both my master and Miss Stetson. Her love for him was genuine, and it must be a terrific blow to receive such intel- ligence. Was she not to be pitied more than Mr. Goddard? On the other hand he was conscious of the terrible doom that awaited him and was buoyed up only by the thought that possibly Dr. Squires could cure him. But now he could never gain his prize. Would she marry him even though pronounced cured? CHAPTER XI. flicting emotions trou- ble me. But on that afternoon as I walked back to Mr. Goddard’s houseI experienced the strangest contradiction of feelings. One moment I thought I would pursue the tragedy no further, but decamp immediately and let my master work out his own fate. After all. he was nothing to me, and he prob- ably cared less for me than I did for him. *W .4%» :-v..+3:-_‘- “Men of oak ” are men in rugged health, men whose bodies are made of the sound- est materials. - Childhood is the time to lay the foundation for a sturdy apn- stitution that will last for years. Scott’s Emulsion is the right Scott’s Emulsion stimulates the growing powers of children, helps them build a firm foungiation for a sturdy consti- tution. Timbers of oak keep the old homestead standing through the years. It pays to use the right stufi. SCOTT BOWNE. Chemists. Toronto. Ontario. 50c. and $1.00: an drumsta. “Let me go now. Charles. Maybe I can explain some day. -I’m not myself now. Goodby!” She did not extend her hand or offer to take his. but walked quickly out of the room. Mr. Goddard stood quite still for some time, puzzled. perplexed, discour- aged. CHAPTER XII. \ WAS probably as much troubled as my master over this sad state of affairs. Miss Stetson's treatment hurt him more than he cared to confess. He seemed so perplexed and worried over the matter that I was seven! times on the point of telling him the reason for her sud- den aversion for him. There was bu? little doubt that he had noticed her dislike for him, but he was too proud and sensitive to men- tion the matter to any one. He was not a kind to speak of such personal questions even to Dr. Squires. For several days he remained away from the Stetson mansion, sending me over twice a day to inquire after Miss Stet- son’s health. I never saw her myself in any of these visits except the last. Then. instead of sending the message down to me by one of the servants, she called me up to her library. The first thing I noticed about her was a peculiar careworn, suffering ex- pression on her face. Under the dark eyes and around the lips there were delicate lines and tints which revealed more than words. She had suffered and was doomed to sufier more. Pa- thetic acceptance of her lot was ap- parent on every lineament of her face. She had evidently battled successfully With In to her t'u.¢. “Leave me, please: leave me,” she gasped. “I’m nervous and excited. Let me alone for a few minutes, and then I’ll be better. But I must go home. Doctor, will you help me to get on my things?” “Belle, you’re not going to leave me like this.” pleaded my master. ap- proaching her again. But she moved aside and said in a wavering voice: “What is it, dear?” he continued. “Do not draw away so. Tell me what it is that I have done. I will do any- thing to repair it. Speak, Belle.” The room in which she ushered me was an old fashioned library where For reply she turned her head away from him with a shudder and with- drew her hand from his clasp. Then as she opened her eyes he knelt down by her side and, drawing one of her hands into his. said: “Did I frighten you? I was a brute to do It. Look at me. Belle. and tell me that you forgive me." “You should not. have mentioned be- ing poisoned to her.” the doctor said admonishingly to my master. “To one of her sensitive disposition the mere mention of a thing like that might cause her to faint.” Mr. Goddard had hardly spoken these words before she dropped her hands and fainted. She would have fallen to the floor had I not- caught her in time. They deposited her on a couch and rubbed her hands and moistened her brow with water. She slowly recov- ered consciousness. sembled those which indicate the be- ginning of the dread disease. “Belle, What is the matter? Are you ill?” “How careless and brutal of me,” my master said in tones of repentance. Sand for free sample. t’ and had become resigned “Well, tell Mr. Goddard that I am quite recovered and that I expect to have him call on me today. Be sure to tell him that I must see him at once. He- must give up every other engagement to come to me. Now, do you understand? Can you put it so he can’t say no?” “I can, ma’am, and I’ll venture to give you my word of honor that he Will be here before the sun sets.” “Go, then, and prove your words." As I left her presence I refit: .. mission had been one of may i, morning, for I had,apparent17 ' ' sciously, been the means of . burden temporarily from one 35.: 2' know asap. mtg: “No; I won’t write. I will send a verbal message by you. Charles has trusted ‘you to bring one, and I will return it in the same way.” “Thank you. ma’am. I shall endeav- or to prove worthy of the trust." “Pardon me.” she said after a mo. ment of silence. “I was thinking of something else which amused me. You must take a message to your mas- ter." . . . She walked toward the library table and drew‘pen and paper from a draw- er. She hesitated a moment and then added: ness of it made me turn my head to look at her. The beautiful face had suddenly lighted up so that it seemed almost divine in its expression. Here. I thought. was true love, and I willing- ly adored her for it. ".\zzil that cured him?" ller {are brightened wonderfully. She began to realize that she had been :1 victim of her inuzginntion. “Completely." I answered. “Then it was notâ€"nothing more seri- ous than ordinary poison." she added. with :1 sigh of relief. “Nothing. nm'nm." She gave expression to her relieved feelings in a short laugh. The sweet- her father. ’the doctbr. had gathered together many rare books and curios. The heavy woodwork, the dark paper and furnishings of the library cast a gloomy aspect over the sole occupant. and her white face“ gleamed out of the darkness like an old fashioned picture “You? What did you know about the nmltvl‘?" "Not "01°33 :zmch. m:1':1m.oxwpt that l 1‘. 11 [mm puisouetl once. and 1 re- 12:11:12.11'o1i what lwlpml me. I asked my 11 aster 1‘0 101; me got him a bottle." “A bottle of what?" “Witch h:1zel.1t was one of my 1110111113: 1-111' x: for poison from ivy or 3111111112" I knew that she was thinking of the doctor’s cure for leprosy and that she inmginod he had given my master something which would drive away the first symptoms of the disease. at least temporariiy. hit I know differ- ently. and I courted the opportunity to disuhuso her mind of the mistake. in a somber setting. In spite of her surroundings she was still beautifulâ€" more beautiful it seemed to me than when fully exposed to broad daylight Hers was a beauty that did not fade in light or shade. “YBu come from Mr. Goddard with a message for me?” she said interroga- tively as I enteredfhe room. “No. mu'um: the doctor did nothing for my master." I answered. “I gave :im smnething which cured the erupo tion." “Yés. ma’am. He sent to Inquire after your health,” I replied, bowing respectfully. “And be trusts you without a writ- ten message?” she continued. “He is to every one.” I added, wish- lng to show my devotion to him. “Yes, yes; he is kind to all. He is a “I suppose Dr. Squires gave him something to cure the-m." “Ts Mr. Goddard well himself?" she asked when she found that I was mute. She turned a shade paler and then flushed a little as she remembered that I had been present on the day when she fainted. “Oh, yes; I remember he spoke of the poison the last time I saw him,” she said in a moment, recovering her men- tal poise. “Have the spots or eruption entirely disappeared '3” “Entirely, ma'am. There are no signs of any left." “In this matter he does. for be con- sidered you too ill to write. and he did not wish to put you to any unneces- sary trouble.” “That is the true reason,” she said quietly. “He is always very consider- ate to me.” good man.” "I have never met a better, ma’am, it you will permit me to say it, and I’ve seen many kinds of men in the world. He is always thinking of other people. and if he does wrong I believe he has some good reason for it." “Yes. Except for an attack of poison, which has now gone away entirely. he has been very well.” She looked at me as if she liked to hear me praise him. and when I stop- ped her expression seemed to say. “Go on. go on: it’s music to me.” But I knew my position and would say no more. “You come from Mr; Goddard?" A wave of moral reform swept over me for a time and possessed me so completely that I decided to make amends for my past deeds by trying to convert my master from his evil ways. It I could accomplish this, I _ uld feel that my life had not been $2111 in vain. ’jv Meanwhile I lived in the tear that he yould be discovered. I knew from the I Dortsthat somebody was conducting ”m series .91 burglaries in the Admiration for his skill. love for him as a man when not engaged in his professional work and a certain dis- gust at his deceptive, double existence produced strangely conflicting emo- tions in me. At times I felt that his crime should be atoned for and that it he should ever attempt to marry Miss Stetson I would reveal all I knew to her. Gradually his moral disease seemed more terrible to me than his physical. As a leper he was suflering for the sins of another. but as a crimi- nal he was pursuing dangers and pleasures of his own free will which in time would entail suffering upon others. Since that first memorable meeting at the dead of night in the Stetson mansion no word or sign had ever passed between us which indicated that we knew anything of the other’s criminal tendencies. Out of a sense of honor I kept my part of the agreement. and for some reason he remained un- communicative about the subject. Nev- ertheless I longed to break the ice be- tween us. If I could once more meet him when robbing a house. I would haw the liberty to speak. and I would not again hind myself to silence. He was either had at heart, a crim- inal by instinct. or he had a weak will that had been perverted by others when young and unt’ormed. In every- thing else he seemed a model of strength. self command and intelli- gence. Why should he be so helpless in this respect? message that would 'b‘rmg i‘ Fay of sunlight into the life of another. While I sympathized with him for the incurable disease which had al- ways 1151: a blight over his young life. I soon learned to condemn him for his rash folly. No man of his position. in- telligence and opportunities in the world had any business to stoop to crime. In some cases necessity may drive a man to the commission of a theft and habit may later deaden his conscience. but no such excuse could be held out for my master. I might have stretched the impor- tance of this interview to my master or I might have given him the literal truth. I know not which now. How- ever, I delivered the message. It was suflicient to make him obey it. is I just rem11r.lted I 1101 er lil: 1 ol to see another. especiallv 11 5111111; 1111111. takin 1' the den 1111111'11 1'o1111.1111d it this strange feeling that gave me a little worry and anxiety in my idle life as butler for Mr. Goddard. I realized that my master was leading a double life: that he was pursuing his burglarv tendencies systemati 211”} 11nd that he was connnitting crime even while he W1 11; 11111 iii: 1; loxe to \Iiss Stetson. This circunhtunce at 1i1st puzzled me; then it \1'o1'ried 11nd irritated and finally dis- gusted me. I could not fathom its n1e:111in:.;.I 13:11" 111\' own crime. illus- trated in him. in its true light. and it posithely made me 11811111111111 of my record. I longed to speak of the mat- ter to him. but our peculiar relation- ship prevented it. The result of their meeting was man- ifest at once. Both of them appeared happy and normal again, and the old relationship seemed to be reâ€"estab- lished. How much Miss Stetson ex- plained to him about her fears and knowledge of his case I never knew, but for a time at least she was de- termined to put down all feelings of aversion for my master because of her knowledge that he was a doomed leper. Or perhapsâ€"like another self sacrificing virgin that I have read aboutâ€"she had decided to consecrate her life to him. to live by him and nurse him through the coming years of pain and sulrerirg and mental agony which must ever he the lot of a leper. Nevertheless I now found myself slowly drifting hack to an honest life. This had been accomplished through no choosing of my own. Cil'CUIIlSdlIM‘OS again were responsible for this change. I did not make any resolves to remain thus for any length of timeâ€"~32) fact. I rather expeCted that the time would be brief. CHAPTER XIII. HAD now been in my position about six months. The interest- ing events which I ‘have recorded had kept me from any longing to return to the exciting experiences of my profes- sion. During this time I had grown somewhat stouter. and my counte- nance had begun to assume a kindly. benevolent, well fed appearance. Nec- essarily i had grown a trifle lazlcr. Several times I had almost decided to return to my old methods of life. but a certain inertia. undoubtedly bred and nourished by my new existence or on se. always prevented. I would keep dm terring the time until a more conven- ient period. W'arned by my own experiences. I never let an opportunity pass to help a young man just starting on the downward road to get hnel: to the main higlm'ay. I newr entertained any serious thoughts of getting,r hack there myself, but I hate to see others straying from it. A genuine fear that I would lose my skill through lack of practice occasion- ally tormented me, but each time 1 put it aside with the thought that my profession was no longer an absolute necessity. It did not mean bread and butter to me as it did at one time. i was a full fledged butler. and I could secure a good recommendation from my master any time I chose to leave. HI: ears and eyes appeared Mummntm My prey was not an easy one to tol- low. He would stop and turn upon his tracks in the most unexpected wad His manner. had completely changed. Every movement he made indicated suspicion and alertness. He was not nervous. but every faculty was strained. He was now the professional burglar on the scent. The slight breaking of a twig or the clinking ,nf a"pebbie. I knew. would arouse and alarm’ him. “Now. Charles. the house is three miles below, and you ought to reach lt ln half an hour.” “Yes: I’ll reach It In half an hour.” “You must be extra cautious. for there are many detectives around.” the doctor continued. “I shall be very careful.” “Then go and return as soon as pos- sible." They separated. The doctor stole noiselessly back into the house and my master walked stealthily down the gravelly drite toward the main high- -vvv That’s what you need; some- thing to cure your biliousness, and regulate your bowels. You need Ayer’s Pills. Vegetable; gently laxative. 3° °° .â€"â€"_i 7 labial . Mug: It must have been shortly after mid- night when I heard the front door creak on its hinges. I 'was concealed behind some shrubbery at the time. where I could command a good View of the entrance to the house. The door, I knew, was opening, but no ray of light streamed through the crack. The whole house was. in tact. wrapped in darkness. I saw the shadows of two men on the front porch. and by their general eut- lines I knew that one was my master and the other Dr. Squires. Neither spoke for some time. Then I heard the doctor say in a low, muflied voice: The minutes passed slowly. Not a sound or movement from inside could be heard. Accustomed to waiting in patience for a long time, I did not find my vigil so dimcult. I entertsined my- self in various ways to keep from fall- ing asleep. A few moments of sleep might spoil everything for me. I cautiously approached the house and tried to get a glimpse of the in- terior, but the blinds and shades were so closely drawn that I failed to get a glimpse of even the light. I con- tented myselt with examining the bur- glar alarm, for at some future time I might find it useful to unfalten it from a window without giving an alarm. He left the house about: 8 o‘clock. To my surprise. he did not take his horse, but: walked leisurely down the road toward the old haunted mansion that the doctor had so long occupied. I followed him at a respectful dis- tance, but he did not seem nervous or at all suspicious. He walked careless- ly along. without once looking behind him. When this light dawned clan-1y upon my mind. I knew exactly what 1.0 do. I slept soundly and peacefully during the next 'a-W nights. but about ten days later whén 1:13: “1553‘!“ announced that he hzul anothm' appointment with Dr. Squires I prepared to spend the night following him. All that day my master was. lent and worn out. as uszmi. :xzzd stantlv attributed it now to his of the pm c.1312: night and no. ;« poison whivl: the doctor “as :11}: tering to him. He reached his destination about half past 8 and walked lightly up to- ward the house and entered. This did not astonish me, for I supposed that he really did go to the doctor's and probably submitted to some sort of treatment. His midnight marauding wouid begin after he left to go home. néig'nborhoOdI and 1 did not hesitate to attach the blame to my master. De- tectives were constantly prowling around at night to capture the rob~ bers, but all their skill seemed to be without avail. A better testimony to the ability of my master could not be given. . CHAPTER XIV. 4 HEN I reached the con- clusion that some- thing ought to be done to save Mr. Goddard from him'- selt’. I began planning the best course to pursue. First I would have to meet him at night under cir- cumstances similar to our first meet- ing. and then I would have the liberty to speas to him. To accomplish this I watched him every night. often sitting up until nearly daybreak to see if he left the house. For nearly a week I followed this course. and I could swear that he had not left his bed after mid- night. That night :1 big robbery x'ns com- mitted not five miles from the house. and the following morning everybody was talking about it. Who: I heard the news. a terrible suspicion seized me. My nuisier was using his alleged appointments with the donor as a means to throw me off the Shirk. I tried to trace back the (hm-- v! the various robberies. and l imna‘iimd that I (")1le 0.«-’.::3':_7.-I‘.1 a <'::;tt:-.i’-.- n h"- tWeen 1154: am; 312'. Guliiuz'els visits to Dr. Squirm~x On the seventh night he had an agreement to meet Dr. Squires at his office, and. feeling worn out will) my unsuccessfu} vigils. 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