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Frozen with terror, I listened for a re
turn of thoso velvet footsteps, bnt no
sound was heard.
I threw myself dressed as I was on
the bed. I did not dare sleep. The can
dles in their vast gilt sticks burned lower
and lower. J watched them with strain
ing eyes, shuddering as I thought of tho
darkness which would come. At last
they went out. I was alone in the pro
found and awful silence of night.
Toward morning: I slept from utter
exhaustion, and when I wakened tho sun
was shining full in ray eye?. I turned
drowsily. Then, sitting upright, I looked
at my dusty, travel stained gown in
which I had slept. Suddenly the occur
rence of the night before returned to me.
What did it mean? Why was Por
tia spying upon me? What possible ex
planation could there be of that stealthy
survey through the window?
"She must be mad," I said as I weari
ly rose. "Yes, tfi&t must be it. She
has had poor health, and possibly her
brain may be turned a trille. Dear me,
I don't relish the idea of Leing watched
like that. Well, I must get away as
soon as possible. I wonder if it would
do to go today?"
There was a knock at thc door, and a
trim quadroon maid entered wiMi hot
water. She explained that her mistress
had delegated her to wait upon me dur
ing my stay.
"Wy, you all dressed already?" 6he
cried in surprise.
Without thinking, 1 carelessly an
swered, "Yes, I slept in my clothes."
The girl gave me a quick glance.
"I was so tired," I said, "that I must
have dropped to sleep before knowing it."
"Yes'm," she glibly replied, but there
was a queer expression on her face.
Presently she wont over to the window
as if to open it wider.
"Wy, you slop wid yon'ah Fhuttahs
open!" she exclaimed. "Wouldn't do
dat ef I wuz you, miss."
"Why?" I demanded.
"Waal," she answered in some confu- ,
sion, "1 doan' no, br.t sometimes folks j
gits kinder skeery. Wouldn't sleep wid
myshuttahsopen,'deed [wouldn't. I'd j
like to keep my w::: : .-':<?:. but den
Tm on do swamp side-cat's worse."
"Why is it worse?" I asked.
"Waal, miss, we ain't lowed to speak
'bout it-missus dat mad wVn she hyabs
us savin anythin. But 1 tell ye some- ?
times dc goin's on in dat swamp just
"Lock here," I paid, with a consider
able show of asperity. "What do you
mean by 'goin's on?" '"
"Waal," she hesitated, "screams an
hollerin an de debbie's own noise some
times. Dey say dat whah de voodoo?
"Why doesn't Colonel Marchmont put
a stop to it?"
"Lord bless ye, miss, he doan' care
Tinffm Taout it. A lot ob drunken nig
gahs, he says. He jest gives ordahs none
ob de niggahs off his plantation go dali.
An dey doan' dast go. But we hyahs
de awfulest noises, an Sue Somo seen
lights, an ole Pete tole me las' night he
wah down by de marsh, an he declah he
done see somepin comin out de swamp,
wid horns an tail an pitchfork."
"Nonsense," I said severely; "don't let
me hear any more of such superstitious
"All right, miss," Lizzie said meekly,
and as my toilet was" now completed 1
told her she might go. I laughed hearti
ly when I was alone.
"I am tasting some of the delights of
southern life," 1 said. "Portia used to j
tell me about these superstitious slaves,
hut I don't remember that she said any
thing about voodooism. I must speak
to her about it. It should be quito an
interesting study. Of course that hide
ous scream I heard last night must have
come from some of their horrid orgies."
Musing thus, I wended my way down
the corridor and stairs into the lower
hall. The great front doors were opened
wide, and a flood of glorious sunshine
was pouring across the tessellated floor. !
The sunlight cheered me. I banished all ?
care and forgot my uneasiness of the !
"I must have been mistaken," I urged.
"It was only my tired nerves and disor
dered fancy. Of course Portia would
never stoop to spying in that fashion.
I stood in the door and looked down
the noble avenue before thc house. The
grounds of Swamplands were extensive
and beautifully cared for. Great beds
of brilliant blossoms, splashing foun
tains,'parterre3 of closely clipped box
and spruce and winding paths combined
to mako thc picture most attractive.
Far in the distance I could see the cotton
fields, yonder stretched Dead Man's
swamp, and hero on tho piazza, with
her back turned to mo and evidently
quite unaware of my presence, sat Por
She was dressed in a filmy white gown.
Her massive coils of hair revealed the
shapely neck. Her head was bent. Sho
Before I could speak a side door opened
and a little girl about G years of ago
came out upon the piazza. Sho held a
bunch of scarlet blossoms in her hand
and approached Portia with a timid air
which troubled me.
She was a beautiful child, a miniature
reproduction of the Portia I remem
bered. Long black curls fe'I over her
shoulders. Her eyes were largo and
dark, but had an appealing, frightened
expression pitiful to see in one so young.
She was daintily dressed in white.
"Mamma," she murmured.
Portia paid no attention.
"Mamma," she said a little louder.
Portia lifted her head and turned her
face toward the child. I could see the
mother's profile. She was frowning
"Here are some beautiful flowers 1
Picked for you, mamma," said the little
girl, still with that air of timidity. She
appeared to desire to placate her mother.
I expected to seo Portia take the flow
ers, fasten them in her bodice and kiss
the child for her sweet attention. Judge
She held a bunch of scarlet blossoms in
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tuen of my dismay, when snatching tlie
verbenas from her hand with an angry
gesture she cried:
"How dare you, you little imp? How
often have 1 told you not to pick the
flowers? And these scarlet verbenas,
too, which I am saving to wear to Mrs.
Redmond's ball tomorrow night. You
deserve a good beating," and she sud
denly boxed the child's ear.
"Portia," I cried involuntarily.
She turned and saw me. Yes, there
was no longer any doubt of it-the wom
an was mad. Her face was like that of
a fiend, but it suddenly changed, and an
almost humble look took the place of her
C?.ircvf.ion of fury.
The poor, grieved little child was sob
bing quietly. I held out my arms to
her. With a baby's instinct she carno
to me and crept close to my heart. She
did not cry out as most children would
under the circumstances, but moaned
sadly, almost ni ,:er her breath, "Oh,
"How could you, Portia?" I asked
"Well, she is such a torment. Come,
now, Daphne, stop crving. You know 1
am sorry 1 boxed your earo. I always am."
"I always am!" So then this treat?
ment of her lovely little daughter was
not unusual. Decidedly my friend was
I held the grieving little creature in
my arms until her sobs had ceased, and
then, sill clinging to my hand as to some
protecting power, she went into break
fast with me.
There was a pile of letters at Portias
plate. She glanced over them hurriedly
and paused at one.
"Here is a letter from Colonel March
mont," she said. "Now I shall know when
he is coming."
As she read, her face became trans
figured. The hard, stern lines softened;
a flush crept to her cheek. She looked
more like the cid Portia than at any
"He is coming," she cried, "coming
tomorrow. Thank God! 1 haven't lived
since he went. 1 have simply existed.
Prudence, you will see bim-my hus
band, my love, my god."
Her passionate tones amazed and do
"She has at least kept her love for her
husband ??ure and fresh,'' I said to my
self. "That is a good sign. But if she
loves him so intensely, why is she so ir
ritable lo his child?"
"He will be in time for thc ball," she
rattled on, "and you, Prudence, must
go with ns. lt's a ball al theiioxt planta
tion. We have so little gayety in this
forsaken country that we appreciate
every opportunity for pleasure."
"Oh, you will excuse me," 1 said. "1
would cut a sorry figure at a ball. Let
me stay at home with Daphne."
The little one's hand stole into my lap.
I pressed the tiny lingers warmly.
"As you please," cried Portia. "What's
A shadow crossed her face. She bit her
lip and stared desperately at the letter
she still held in her hand.
"What shall 1 do?" 1 heard her mut
ter. "What shall I do?"
Then without one word of apology
Mrs. Marchmont abruptly rose from the
table and left the room.
THE CLOSKD GATE.
When Portia rejoined me, two hours
later, her eyes were heavy and swollen
"Pardon me, my friend," she said sad
ly, "for leaving you so unceremoniously,
but I had received a terrible blow. 1
felt I must get away by myself. Come.
Prudence," she concluded, "come, let us
walk. 1 cannot remain quiet."
Puzzled by her Icoks and manner, 1
complied with her request. We left the
house and entered one of the broad,
densely shaded and winding paths. For
some time wo walked in silence. When
I stole occasional glances at my compan
ion, I could see she was far from com
posed. The anxiety lurking in her eyes,
the hprd, despairing lines about tho lips,
betokened the inward conflict. At last
"1 am really grieved, Portia, to seo
you suffering so. Is there anything I
can do for you?"
"No, nothing," she broke out wildly.
'No, there is nothing you can do, or,
for that matter, that any ono can do. I
tell you, Prudence," and stopping short
at a turn in the path she seized my
arm in a convulsive grasp, "God him
self could not help me. I am in awful
"Danger!" I cried.
"Hush!" she exclaimed, looking ap
prehensively about. "Hush! Yes, in dan
"My dear, my dear," I said soothingly,
patting her arm as I might a child's,
"your nerves ere in a bad state. You
need rest. Why, Portia, what danger
can there bo to you in your own home
and with your husband's protecting
love to guard you? Why, these are the
idlest fancies. Dismiss them at once."
"My husband!" she cried in agouized
tones. "Ah! it is through him that dan
ger threatens me. But what am I say
ing? Oh, Prudence! Sometimes 1 fear
I am geing mad," and she bowed her
head upon my shoulder and wept.
My distrust, my dislike, faded instant
ly. This cold, harsh woman I had been
condemning was my Portia after all -
racked by disease perhaps, crazed by
fancied terrors. P;>or, suffering girl! 1
put my arms about her and comforted
her as best 1 could.
When sho had grown calmer, we
walked on, and reaching a rustic arbor
sat down. Portia still sighed mournful
ly and wiped tho straggling tears from
"A charming visit you will have," she
said, with'a forced attempt at gayety
"I am ashamed of my weakness, but
when these frightful fits of depression
seizo mo I cannot possibly control my
"Are yon subject to these moods. Por
"Oh. yes," she sighed. 'For two years
I have either boen torn with feverish
panics or plunged into the depths of fore
boding. But today-today"
"There, there, never mind. Don't think
of it," I murmured; "think of something !
pleasant. Look at the glorious sky. the |
sunlight, tho trees, the dowers. Think
of some happy event of your life. Think.
Portia, of those dear, peaceful days of
long ago-our schooldays-when life had
not a caro"
I stopped abruptly. Portia's f^co had
once again assumed that inexplicable
impression-a look of mingled ...untiing
and alarm, the same awful glance I had
econ through the window the ni^ht tie
fore I received now But I floundered
"Do you remember, dear girl, what
Sister Agatha said to you the morning
of onr Graduation? lean see her now
as SI?Q laid ber hand upon your sboul
"Oh, yes!" interrupted Portia. "Dear
Sister Agatha, she was always so lovely
and gentle, and her precepts so sonad
1 stared at her in amazement.
"Why, Portia, you must be dreaming.
Sister Agatha was anything but geutle.
She was the terror of the school. No
one was so feared and dreaded nest to
"Why, of course," laughed Portia-v
that same sinister, mocking laugh of last
night-"how stupid of me! 1 must have
been thinking of some other sister."
"Doubtless you were thinking of Sis
"Yes-Sister Madeline. It was she."
"Sister Agatha said, if I recall it aright,
'Portia, you have every prospect of hap
piness. Wealth, youth, beauty, areyours.
See to it, my child, that the avenue along
which the beacons of this life are placed
leads to the heavenly city.' Portia, I
have never forgotten that scene. The
nun, with her white, ascetic face glow
ing with spiritual fervor, one hand lifted
as in benediction; you in the flush of
beauty and expectancy listening to the
farewell of that good woman. What a
picture it would have made!"
"I cannot remember it very well,"
Portia said, with a curious air of impa
tience as if the subject bored her, "at
all events I am convinced that 1 am not
in spirit very near the pearly gates. 1
really think L am in the neighborhood of
the bottomless pit. But come, Prudence,
how much longer are you going to daw
dle herc?" and springing up she hastily
walked on, leaving me to follow in a
more perplexed state of mind than ever.
I had hoped to touch Portia with the
remembrance of that convent goodby,
but had only succeeded in annoying her.
She appeared vexed when 1 spoke of our
school days, and now that I gave the
subject some reflection I recollected that
the night before when I had once or
twice referred to our convent life sbt
had quickly changed the conversation
She had not asked once after any of our
former associates and appeared abso
lutely to have no interest in the old life.
We pursued our way slowly and
silently. The drip of the fountains, the
rustle of the leaves and the shrill, sweet
notes of the mocking birds broke the
stillness. Occasionally Portia would
bend over a bed of flowers, examine
them intently, pick one or two. then
aimlessly wander on.
We came at last to a little slope which
descended abruptly toward Dead 'Jun's
swamp. Here the tangles of thicket
and vine grew closer and denser. Birds
rose in frightened flight at our c Dining
Once 1 saw a snake wriggle quickly
across our path.
"This is a gloomy part of the grounds,"
I returned. "It is uear the swamp, is it
"Yes,"" said Portia, almost sullenly.
'Yes. 1 hate it. 1 never walk here. 1
dou't know why 1 have come today ls
it an omeu, 1 wonder':'''
"An omen of what?" 1 asked lightly
'You surely do not expect to be voo
Again 1 paused abruptly at sight ol
my friend's face.
"Voodooed!" she cried angrily. 'What
do you mean? What do yon know ol
"Only what I have read and heard." 1
"Oh!" she returned, as if relieved. "1
didn't know but some of the servants
had been chatcering their abominable
stuff to you. 1 don't allow it to be talked
if 1 know it."
"Well, is there uothing in it, Portia?"
I asked carelessly. "My driver was tell
ing me that it was a common rumor in
Ihese parts that unhoiy rites are prac
ticed in that swamp, and as we came by
lt last night I heard"
"What did you bear?" she demanded,
with distended eyes and quivering nos
"1 heard an awful cry-a fearful
scream. Do you know I could only think
of one thing."
"Murder!'' I scarcely breathed
Portia turned so palo I was alarmed.
"Ob. my dear girl, forgive me fer
6peakiag of these tilings when you are
already so unstrung. But why did we
come to this desolate spot? The very
surroundings suggest all sorts of ghastly
topics. Let us return."
But Portia went on down the slope
as if impelled by some unseen power.
Straight toward the swamp she went.
"Come back, dear," I urged; "come." j
"Come atcay," Bite hissed.
A sudden quick turn in thc path
brought us up against a high wall com
pletely overrun with creepers and other
"See!"'whispered Portia. "See, beyond
that wall lies the swamp. Yes, it is a
gruesome place. I hate it! I fear it!"
My eyes running along thc wall caught
thc outlines of a door or gate half hid
den under the luxuriant growth of tan
gled and running vines. .
"Why, Portia!" I cried, "here is a
gate, Let us open it and havo a peep
into this land of terror."
As I pushed the vines away a cold
hand-thc hand of a corpse-was laid on
minc. I turned in terror to seo Portia's
maddened eyes burning like hot coals
in her livid face,
"Come away," sho hissed in my ear;
"come. Don't dare to try to open it.
It is useless to attempt to analyze tho
emotions which possessed mo during our
return to the hons". I was now confi
dent that I was in tho company of a mad
woman and was deliberating upon ways
and means for a speedy departure north
ward. And yet, when Portia's excite
ment had subsided, when we were back
once moro timid tho flowers and foun
tains, she looked perfuotly self contain
ed and sane. Her eyes had lost their un
earthly glitter, and when she again
touched my hand her flesh was warm.
Alone in my room I pondered upon
the events of the day; Portia's fury when
Daphne brought her the flowers and her
evident dislike of her child; her alarm
at something contained in her husband's
letter; her intimation that danger threat
ened her through her husband, whom
she so evidently idolized, and her rage
when I attempted tOOpcn the closed gate
in that dreary out of the way corner of
What did it all mean?
"Shall I stay or go?" I asked myself.
"Shall I seo this mystery to the end, or
?hjill T flv from it? Jf trouble is bap.crio sr
over Portia, ought i not to stand Dy anu
give her all the aid in my power?"
Then there was Colonel Marchmont.
I owned to a woman's curiosity concern
ing him. I was anxious to see the mau
whom Portia loved and as palpably
feared danger through him, she bad said.
Again she had acknowledged that often
she felt she were going mad. Possibly
that was it; possibly she was alarmed
lest her husband should put her in a
All these vagrant thoughts drifted
through my mind, vexing, tormenting
and questioning me, until wornout I
fell asleep. My dreams were confused
and ever circled round that closed gate,
covered with low hanging vines curling
and twisting like green serpents over its
hinges and locks.
Sometimes strange lights burned over
its top and again darkness veiled it,
thougli I felt it was there, and once 1
dreamed I stood before it and heard
three awful and measured knocks, and
on crying out "Who is there?" received
I wakened, wearied and languid from
my feverish sleep.
When I descended to breakfast, I found
Portia laughing and romping gayly with
Daphne. This unexpected sight filled
me with delight. The mother and
daughter pelted each other with flowers,
ran races and danced together. Sud
denly Portia cried out pettishly that she
was wearied of such nonsense and re
lapsed into a gloomy mood, during which
I caught her eyes moro than once fixed
on me with an expression of distrust.
"Why do you regard rae so intently,
Portia?" I suddenly asked her.
"I was wondering, you little gray
mouse, what you would do if you should
hear unkind things said of me-yes,
more than unkind-dreadful, wicked,
cruel deeds charged against me." ?
"Absurd!" I said laughingly.
"What would you say, for example, if
some ono wero to come in that door and
tell you that I had betrayed faith and
honor; that I was a thief"
"That I was a murderer"
.'Oh, hush, hush, Portia!" I cried, go
ing over to her and taking her by the
shoulders. "Why do you suggest such
hateful thought's? Put them away and
come out upon the piazza."
"Yes," she said, with that strange air
of proud humility I bud noticed before,
"yes, I will come."
As we passed into the hall a servant
approached us with the tidings that a
carriage had .inst turned into the long
avenue leading to tho mansion.
"It is pap?," shouted Daphne, dancing
?ke a firefly.
Portas, said nothing, but I felt her body
sway as if about to fail. I caught her in
my arms. She was trembling, pale and
"Compose yourself, dear," I urged.
"Why, Portia, I don't believe you are
anxious to see him after all."
"Oh, ye?-:,'' she murmured faintly
"Yes, I fairst for a sight of his face. My
love - my love - Prudence," suddenly
clinging to mo, "remember that always
-whatever comes-remember, I loved
him as Pew women love."
The carnage dashed up to the st?eps,
and a tall, well built, athletic man
sprang to the ground. As he came up,
the steps I saw a broad, low brow, with
heavy masses of dark hair, threaded
with silver, eyes dark and full of sorrow,
a soldierly mustache, a strong chin and
Daphne flung herself into his arms.
He pressed the child with a tender, ca
ressing grace to his heart and kissed her
little face again and again. -'.'Papa's
own baby," I heard him murmur.
During this meeting Portia stood back,
white, trembling, and with 'eyes fixed
upon the ground. When Colonel March
mont put the child down, she moved for
ward and mechanically held out her
hand. She seemed like a person in a
I saw Colonel Marchmont start, then
taking the outstretched hand he barely
touched it with his lips, saying, "I hope
yon are well, Portia." p
"Very well. And you?"
"Let me introduce an old school
friend, Prudence Mason, of whom you
have heard me speak. Prudence, my
Colonel Marchmont shook hands in
hospitable fashion and greeted me with a
friendly little speech. I was vaguely
conscious that my unexpected presence
appeared to bc a relief to him.
He soon went in to breakfast. Daphne
ran after him. Thc child had lost all her
Daphne flung herself into his arms.
timidity and seemed to me to look defi
antly at Portia. Her mother, on the oth
er hand, wore the air of humility and
melancholy I had before observed.
Never had I witnessed so cold a greet
ing between husband and wife. While
Colonel Marchmont treated Portia with
courtesy, he unmistakably held her at
arm's length. Nor was I surprised when
an hour later, coming from my room, I
suv.- him enter a suite of rooms in qtiite
the opposite location from those of Por
tia. I at once realized one source of my
friend's grief. Loving her husband with
the fiery intensity of a warm, southern
nature, she yet was an unloved wife.
Still Colonel Marchmont was a man of
kindness, amiability and affection. He
showed it in his treatment of his child
yes, of his servants and even his dogs,
but toward his wife he was as icy and
flinty as marble.
"Danger through him," sho had said.
My heart ached for my friend. Yes, the
danger of being cast off, deserted, put
away-that was the evil which threat-,
ened this tempest tossed soul.
Ah, poor Portia! I saw my duty
clearly now-to stay with her, comfort
and solace her all in my power, and if it
wero possible bring this husband and
wife, drifting so dangerously apart, to
gether ouce more.
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