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THE NEW-HERALDf HILLSBORO, OHIO, THURSbAY, AUGUST 20, 1914 The of Her Hand ML ftiiM He did not once interrupt her. AH the time she was speaking ho was studying the profile of her face as If fascinated by Its strange Immobility. For the matter of a full half-hour he eat on the rail, his back against a post, his arms folded across the breast of the thick ulster he wore, staring at her, drinking in every word of the story she told. A look of surprise crept Into his face when she came to the point where the thought of marry ing Hetty to the brother of her victim first began to manifest itself in her designs. For a time the look of in credulity remained, to be succeeded by utter scorn as she went on with the recltaf. Her reasons, her excuses, her explanations for this master stroke in the way of compensation for all that she had endured at the hands of the scornful Wrandalls, all of whom were hateful to her without exception, stirred him deeply. He began to un derstand the forces that compelled her to resort to this Machiavellian plan for revenge on them. She admitted everything: her readiness to blight Hetty's life forever; her utter callous ness In laying down these ugly plans; her surpassing vindlctlveness; her re flections on the triumph she was to enjoy when her alms were fully at tained. She confessed to a genuine pity for Hetty Castleton from the be ginning, but it was outweighed by that thing she could only describe as an obsession 1 . . . How she hated the Wrandalls! . . . Then came the real awakening: when the truth came to her ae a revelation from God. Hetty had not been to blame. The girl was Innocent of the one sin that called for vengeance so far as she was con cerned. The slaying of Challis Wran dall was Justified! All these raonthB she had been harboring a woman she believed to have been his mistress as well as his murderess. It was not so much the murderess that she would have foisted upon the Wrandalls as a daughter, but the mistress! . . . She loved the girl, she had loved her from that first night. Back of it all, therefore, lay the stern, unsuspected truth: from the very beginning she in stinctively had known this girl to be innocent of guile. . . . Her house of cards fell down. There was noth ing left of the plans on which it had been constructed. It had all been swept away, even as she strove to protect It against destruction, and the ground was strewn with the ashes of fires burnt out. . . . She was shocked to find that she had even built upon the evli spot! ... Al most word for word she repeated Het ty's own story of her meeting with Challis Wrandall, and how she went, step by step and blindly, to the last scene in the tragedy, when his vile ness, his true nature was revealed to her. The girl had told her everything. She had thought herself to be in love with Wrandall. She was carried away by his protestations. She was infatu ated. (Sara smiled to herself as she spoke of this. She knew Challis Wran dall's charm!) The girl believed in him implicitly. When he took her to Burton's inn it was to make her his wife, as she supposed. He had ar ranged everything. Then came the truth. She defended herself. . . . "I came upon her in the road on that wild night, Brandon, at the place I pointed out. Can you picture her as I have described her? Can you pic ture her despair, her hopelessness, her misery? I have told you everything, from beginning to end. You know how she came to me, how I prepared her for the sacrifice, how she left me. I have not written to her. I cannot. She must hate me with all her soul, just as I have hated the Wrandalls, but with greater reason, I confess. She' would have given herself up to the law long ago, if it had not been for exposing me to the world as her defender, her protector. She knew she was not mor ally guilty of the crime of murder. In the beginning she was afraid. She did not know our land, our laws. In time she came to understand that she was in no real peril, but then it was too late. A confession would have placed me in an Impossible position. You see, she thought of me all this time. She loved me as no woman ever loved another. Was not I the wife of the man she had killed, and'wa not I the noblest of all women in her eyes? God! And to think of what I had planned for her!" This was the end of the story. The words died away In a sort of whimpering wail, failing In with the wind to be lost to his straining ears. Her head drooped, her arms hung limply at her side. For a long time he sat there In si lence, looking out over the darkening water, unwilling, unable Indeed, to speak. His' heart was full of compas sion for her, mingling strangely with what "was left of scorn and horror. What could he say to her? At last she turned to him. "Now Vou know all that I can tell you of Hollow bp Georg"e Barr MCutcheon Author of "Graustarkr "Ti-uxton Kinretc. ILLUSTRATIONS ty EILSWCRIHTOUNG COFYRiaMT-191e-BV GEORGE BARR MCCUTCHEOB COPYRIGHT,19ia-BY . DODD.WEAD JK COWFAMx Hetty Castleton of Hetty Glynn. You could not have forced this from me, Brandon. She would not tell you. It was left for me to do in my own good time. Well, I have spoken. What have you to sayf He Dropped Suddenly Upon the Trunk. "I can only say, Sara, that I thann God for everything," he said slowly. "For everything?" "I thank God for you, for her and for everything. I thank God that she found him out in time, that she killed him, that, you ehielded her, that you failed to carry out ' your devilish scheme, and that your heart is very sore today." "You do not despise me?" , "No. I am sorry for you." Her eyes narrowed. "I don't want you to feel sorry for me." "You don't understand. I am sorry for you because you have found your self out and must be despising your self." "You have guessed the truth. I de spise myself. But what could be ex pected of me?" she asked ironically. "As th Wrandalls would eay, 'blood will tell.,rr "Nonsense! Don't talk like that! It is quite unworthy of you. In spite of everything, Sara, you are wonder ful. The very thing you tried to do, the way you went about it, the way you surrender, makes for greatness in you. If you had gone on with it and succeeded, that fact alone would have put you in the class with the great, strong, yirile women of history. It " "With the Medicis, the Borgias and " she began bitterly. "Yea, with them. But they were great women, juBt the same. You are greater, for you have more than they possessed: a conscience.- I wish I could tell you Just what I feel. 1 . haven't the words. I " "I only want you to tell me the truth. Do you despise me?" "Again I say that I do not. ,1 can only say that I regard you with yes, with awe." "As one might think of a deadly serpent." "Hardly that," he said, smiling for the first time. He crossed over and laid his hand on her shoulder. "Don't think too meanly of yourself. I under stand it all. You lived for months without heart, that's all." "You "put it very gently." "I think I am right. Now, you've got it back, and it's hungry for the sweet, good things of life. You want to be happy. You want to love again and to be loved. You don't want to pitied. I understand. It's the return of a heart that went away long months ago and left an empty place that you filled with gall. The bitterness is gone. There is something sweet In its place. Am I not right?" She hesitated. "If you mean that I want to be loved by my enemies, Brandon, you are wrong," she said clearly. "I have not been chastened in that particular." "You mean the Wrandalls?" ! "It is not in my nature to love my enemies. We stand on the same foot ing as before, and always shall. They understand me, I understand them. I am glad that my project failed, not for their sake, but for my own.", I He .was silent. This, woman was be yond him. He could not understand a nature like this. I "You say nothing. Well, I can't ask you to understand. We will not dis - cuss -my enemies, but my friends, What do you intend to do in respect to Hettv?" "I am going to make her my wife," be said levelly. She turned away. It was now quite dark. He could not see the expres sion on her face. "What you have heard does not weaken your love for her?' "No. It strengthens It," "You know what sho has done. Bho has taken a life with her own bands. Can you take nor to your bosom, can you make her the mother of your own children? Remember, there is blood ! V. S "s?C1p uu ner nuntra. "Ah, but her heart Ik clean I" "True," she said moodily, -"her heart Is clean." "No cleaner than yours is now, Sara." She uttered a short, mocking laugh. "It isn't necessary to say a thing like' that to me." "I Iftg your pardon." Her manner changed abruptly. She turned to him, intense and serious. "She Is so far away, Brandon. On the other Bide of the world, and she Is full of loathing for me. How am 1 to regain what I have lost? How am 1 to make her understand? She went away with that last ugly thought of me, with the thought of me. as I ap peared to her on that last, enlighten ing day. All these months it has been growing more horrible to her. It has been beside her all the time. All theso months she has known that I pretended to love her as " "I don't believe you know Hetty as well as you think you do," he broke in. "You forget that she loved you with all her soul. You can't kill love so easily as all that. It will be all right, Sara. You must write and ask her to come back. It " "Ah, but you don't know I" Then Bhp related the story of the liberated canary bird. "Hetty understands. The cage door is open. She may return when, she chooses, but don't you see? she must come of her own free will." "You will not ask her to come?" "No. ft Is the test. She will know that I have told you everything. You will go to her. Then she may under stand. If she forgives she will come back. There is nothing else to say, nothing else to consider." "I shall go to her at once," he said resolutely. She gave him a quick, searching glance. "She may refuse to marry you, even now, Brandon." "She can't!" he cried. An Instant later his face fell. "By Jove, I I sup pose the law will have to be consid ered now. She will at least have to go through the form of a trial." 8he whirled oo him angrily. "The law? What has the law to do with H? Don't be a fool!" "She ought to be legally exoner ated," he said. v Her fingers gripped his arm fiercely. "I want you to understand one thing, Brandon. The story I have told you was for your ears alone. The secret lives with us and dies with us." , He looked hie relief. "Right! It t must go no farther. It is not a mat ter for the law to decide. You may trust me." "I am cold," she said. He heard her teeth chatter distinctly as she pulled her thick mantle closer about her throat and shoulders. "It Is very raw and wet down here. Come!" As she started off along the long, narrow pier, he sprang after her, grasping her arm. She leaned rather heavily against him for a few steps and then drew herself up. Her teeth ', still chattered, her arm trembled in his clasp. "By Jove, Sara, this is bad," he cried, In distress. "You're chilled to the marrow." "Nerves," she retorted, and he how felt 'that her lips were set and drawn. , "You must get to bed right away. Hot bath, mustard, and all that. I'll This Woman Was Beyond Him. not stop for dinner. Thanks just the same. I will be over in the morn ing." "When will you sail?" she asked, after a moment. "I can't go for ten days, at least. My mother goes into the hospital next week for an operation, as I've told you. I can't leave until after that's over. Nothing serious, hut well, I can't go away. I shall write to Hetty tonight, and cable her tomorrow. By the way, I I don't know just where to find her. You see, we were not to write to each other. It was in the bargain. I sup pose you don't know how 1 can " "Yes, I can tell you precisely where she is. She is in Venice, but leaves there for Rome, by the Express." "Then you have been bearing from her?" he cried sharply. l "Nt directly. But I will say this much: there has not been a, day since Bb-e landed In England that I have not r received news of her. I have not been out of touch with her, Brandon, not even for an hour." "Good heaven, Sara! You don't mean to say you've had her shadowed by by detectives," he exclaimed, aghast, "Her maid is a very faithful serv ant' was her ambiguous rejoinder. CHAPTER XVIII. Disturbing New. He walked home awiftjy through i in ZZ Bli the early night, his brain seething with tumultuous thoughts. The revela tions of the day were staggering; the whole universe Beemed to have turned, topsy-turvy since that devastating hour at Burton's inn. Somehow ho was not able to confine his thoughts to Hetty Castleton alone. She seemed to sink Into the background, despite the absolution he had been so ready, so eager to grant her on hearing the story from Sara's lips. Not that his resolve to search her out and claim her In eplto of everything was likely to weaken, but that the absorbing fig ure of Sara Wrandall stood out most clearly In his reflections. What an amazing creature she was I He could not drive her out of his thoughts, evenwhen he tried to con centrate them on the one person who was dearest to him of all in all the world, his warm-hearted, adorable Hetty. ' Strange contrasts suggested themselves to him as he strode along, head bent and shoulders hunched. He could not help contrasting the two women. He loved Hetty; he would always love her, of that he was posi tive She was Sara's superior In ev ery respect, infinitely so, he argued And yet there was something in Sara that could crowd this adored one, this l peneci one out oi ms mougnis tor me time oeing. tie iouna u aimcuu to concentrate his thoughts on Hetty I Castleton. ' How white and 111 Sara had looked when she said good night to him at the doort The memory of her dark, mysterious eyes haunted him; ho could see them In the night about him. They had been full of pain; there wero torrents of tears behind them. They had glistened as if burnished by the fires of fever. Even as he wrote his long, trlum- ( phnnt letter to Hetty Castleton, the picture of Sara Wrandall encroached upon his mental vision. He could not drive it out. He thought of her ae she" had appeared to him early in the spring; through all the varying stages of their growing intimacy; through the interesting days when he vainly tried to translate her matchless beauty by means of wretched pigments; up to this present hour in which she wad revealed, and yet not revealed, to hlro. Her vivid face was always before him. between his eyes and the thin, white paper on which he scribbled so eager ly. Her feverish eyes were looking into his; she waB reading what he wrote before it appeared on the sur face of the sheet! His letter to Hetty was a triumph of skill and diplomacy, achieved after many attempts. He found it hard not to say too much, and quite as difficult not to say too little. He spent hours nvpr thin nUimnnrtint missive At over this al. important missive. At last it was finished. He read and re read it, searching for the slightest flaw: a fatal .word or suggestion that might create in her mind the slightest doubt as to his sincerity. She was sure to read this letter a great many times, and always with the view to finding something between the lines: such as pity, resignation, an enforced conception of loyalty, or even faith! He meant that she should flhd noth ing there but love. It was full of ten derness, full of hope, full of promise. He was coming to her with a stead fast, enduring love In his heart, he sorae-twanted her now more than ever before. There was no mention of Challis Wrandall, and but once was Sara's uame used. There was nothing in the letter that could have betrayed their joint secret to the most acute outsider, and yet she would under stand that he had wrung everything from Sara's lips. Her secret was hid. He decided that it would not be safe to anticipate the letter by a cable gram. It was not likely that any mes sage he could send would have the desired effect. Instead of reassuring her, in all probability it would create fresh alarm. Sleep did not come to him until after three o'clock. At two he got up and deliberately added a postscript to tho letter he had written. It was In the nature of a poignant plea for Sara Wrandall. Even as he penned these lines, he shuddered at the thought of what she had planned to do to Hetty Castleton. Staring hard at the black window before him, the p'en still in bis hand, he allowed his thoughts to dwell so intimately on the subject of his well-meant postscript that her ashen face with Its burning eyes seemed to take shape in the night beyond. It was a long time before he could-get rid of the illusion.' After wards he tried to conjure up Hetty's face and to drive out the likeness of the other 'Woman, and found that he could not recall a single feature in the face of the girl he loved! When he reached Southlook in the morning, he found that nearly all of the doors and windows were boarded up. Wagons were standing In the stable yard, laden with trunks and crates. Servants without livery were scurrying about the halls. There Woe an air of finality about their move ments. "Yes, sir," said Watson, In reply to bis question, ''we are in a rush. Mrs. Wrandall expects to closo the 'ouso this evening, sir. We all go up this afternoon, I suppose you know, sir, we 'ave, taken a new apartment In town." "No!" exclaimed Booth. "Yes, sir, we 'ave, sir. They've been decorating It for the pawst two weeks. Seems llko she didn't care for the old one we 'ad. As a matter of fact, I didn't care much .or it, either. She's taken one of them hexpenstve ones looking out over the park, sir, You know we used to look out over Madison avenue, sir, and God knows It wasn't hlnsplrin'. Yes, sir, we go up this afternoon-. Mrs. Wrandall will be down In a second, thank you, Bir." Booth actually was startled by her appearance when she entered the room a fewjmlnutee later, She looked posuivoiy in. "My dear Sara," he cried anxiously, "this is too bad. You are making yourself HI. Come, come, this won't do." "Isshall bo all right In a day or two," she said, with a weary little gesture. "I have been nervous, The tttrnln wnn inn prnat Ttrnnrinn Thin is the reaction you might eay." "Your hand Is hot, your eyes look feverish. You'd hotter see your doc tor as Boon as you get to town. An ounce of prevention, you know." "Well," shh said, with a searching look Into his eyes, "have you written to her?" "Yes. Posted It at seven o'clock this morning." "I trust you did not go bo far as to well, to 'volunteer a word In my , behalf. You were not to do that, you I know." I He looked uncomfortable. "I'm afraid I did take your name in vain," he equivocated. "You are a a won derful woman, Sara," he wont on, , moved to the remark by a curious in fluence that he could not have ex plained any more than he could have accounted for the sudden gush of. omotIon that took posSe8slon of him. she ignored the tribute. "You will persuade her to come to New York with you?" "For your sake, Sara, If she won't come for mine." "She knows the cage is open," was her 'way of dismissing the subject. "I am glad you came over. I have a letter from Leslie. It came this morn ing. You may be interested in what he has to say of Hetty nd of your self." She smiled faintly. "He Is determined that you shall not be with out a friend while he is alive." "Les isn't such a rotter, Sara. He's spoiled, but ho is hardly to be blamed for that." "I will read his letter to you," -she said,, and there was no little signifi cance In the way she put it. She held the letter in her hand, but he had failed to notice it before. Now he saw that it was a crumpled ball of paper. He waB obliged to wait for a minute or two while she restored It to a read able condition. "He was in London when this was written," she explalued, turning to the window for light. She glanced swiftly over the first page until she found the place where she M..t Ul.. I f n..n ZJnitv liieaui. iu uegiu. i oujjiiudu nunj i Castleton has written that we mot , in Lucerne two weeks ago,' " she read. "Curious coincidence in connection with it, too. I was with her father, Col. Braid Castleton, whon we came upon her most unexpectedly, i ran .rna h, , p..,,. .. worn thn a atlon meet andsot to know him avlatlon m,eet ana 8 l0 ? , VT rather weU He,8 a flne chaP( don't you think? I confess I was somewhat surprised to learn that he didn't .know she'd left America. .He explained It quite naturally, however. He'd been ill in the north of Ireland and 'must have missed her tetters. Hetty was on the point of leaving for Italy. We didn't see much of her. But, by Jove, Sara, I am more completely gone on her than ever. She Is adorable. Now that I've met her father, who had the beastly misfortune to miss oldIurgat royd's funeral, I can readily see where in the saying "blood will tell" applies to her. He Is a prince. He came over . T, T Ti h,7hh left Hetty In Lucerne, and I had him in to meet mother and Vivian at Clar Idge'e. They like him Immensely. He set us straight on a good many points concerning the Glynn and Castleton families. Of course, I knew they wero among the best over here, but I didn't know howjlne they were until we pre vailed on him to talk a little about himself. You will be glad to hear that he is coming over with us on the Mauretania. She sails the twenty seventh. We'll be on the water by the time you get this letter. It had been our intention to sail last week, but the colonel bad to go to Ireland for a few days to settle some beastly squabbles among the tenants. Next year he wants me to come over for the shooting. He isn't going hack to India for two years, you may "be in terested to hear. Two years' leave. Lots of Influence, believe me! We've been expecting him back In London since day before yesterday. I dare say he found matters worse than he suspected and has been delayed. He has been negotiating for the sale of some of his property in Belfast fac tory sites, I believe. He Is particularly anxious to close the deal before he leaves England. Had to lift a mort gage on the property, before he could think 'of making the sale. I staked him to four thousand pounds, to tide him over. Of course, ho is eager to make the sale 'Gad, I almost had to beg him to take the money. Ter ru,iy prouS nnd haughty, as the butler would say. He said he wouldn't sleep wn Mrs. a. u. wans aim lamiiy. well until -he has returned the filthy j Mrs. Jesse Wise called on Mrs. Har lucre. We are looking for him back ey Suiters Sunday afternoon, any hour now. But if he shouldn't get i TT-.i d..i. .. .mii,. 'jj here by Friday, we will sail without ' IIarle? Su,ters!a"? faI,y J a" him. He said he would follow by the Camp meeting at Elmvllle Sunday. next boat, in case anything happened that he didn't catch the Mauretania.' 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