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CHArTEIl XI.-(Contlnucd.)
Full In this rich glow, Lord Hnrvey
placed Kstlier's clmlr. The lights foil ten
tlcrly upon her, utwii the siunll. dnrk head,
Ami the lovely pnlo face. The drew sho
wore wns flecked with 'the rich tints,
which stirred with the passing of ever)'
cloud In the sky.
In the center of the window wns n
shield hearing the crest nnd motto of the
lluncys. Where Esther snt the shadow
of tills shield, complete to the cold stun
on the margin, wns Hung upon the board
Ins nt licr feet.
Lord Hnrvey lookeil nt It nnd sighed.
"Wns It nn omen? All! how well he know
tlint this girl would tuner stoop to make
even thnt proud crest her own.
After n time he left her, nnd went to
the organ, lie loved music its It wns In
liltn to loo hut few things. It wns more
than nn nccoinpllshniciit; It wns n neces
sary of life to him. And now, ns he play
ed, the passion nnd pain in his heart seem
cd to translate themselves into his music.
Esther's- eyes lllled with tenrs ns she
listened. The somber, old-time room, the
glittering lights which Iny nbout her, yet
which fulled to penetrnto beyond the
small squnre place where she wns sitting,
.nnd thnt majestic flood of passionate mel
ody, worked like mnglc In her brnln. Her
heart throbbed, the blood rushed tip Into
'.her cheeks. In nil her ipilct life she had
mover felt the stirrings of n spell like this.
This music yns more than jmislc. It
seized upon her, nnd thrllledTer, ns If
some creature, whoso sooch she did not
'nderstnnd, had come to her with a mes
sage', and was trying to make her know It.
With a little shiver nt her own fancies,
the girl got up, and,' crossing tho room
softly, stood beside the player. Ho did
not sec her. Ho would not hnvo heard
her just then, perhaps, If she had spoken
to him. tin was no longer stern and
grnve. He was more thnn ever llko that
nlctnro In the snlleir.
"Why, he Is nltnost handsome," Esther
thought, smiling a little. "What a pity
Jip can't look like thnt always!"
"Are you tired of my playing, Miss Dur-
Then he turned and saw her beside him.
"No. you would tire lieforc I should."
She came a step nearer, and a rose sho
wore at ncr throat fell close at nu feet.
Ho stooped and picked It up, but be .did
not offer to restore It.
"Miss Durrani," ho said, abruptly, look
ing up at her, "I want you to grunt me a
favor. Will your
"I will If I can," she answered, slowly.
"I want you to let me be your friend,
lie snld. "It seems a tsrango request, 1
liavo no doubt. You perhaps think you
will never need one, nnd I trust you never
may. Hut" hesitating a little "I should
like to know that, if yuu ever did need
or.e, you would come to me."
What should she sny to blm? What
tie could there bo between them In tho
future, they two, so far apart Iu station.
He saw her hesitancy, and hastened to
argue It nwoy.
"No one can foretell what tho future
holds for any of us. The time might
come when even I could bo useful to you
or yours. If it never conies, there Is no
harm done. Only I should like you to
promise that you will think of me as al
ways ready to do anything In my power
to help or or to comfort you. Will youV"
"Yes," she said, gravely.
"Thank you. And now, If you have
hnd music enough, wo will go nnd see
n hat Claro has dono with herself."
All thnt day bis words his manner
more than his words haunted Esther.
"What could have put It into his head thnt
-she should some day stand in need of
4omo one to help her? He did not seem
tho sort of man to bo plagued with Idlo
fancies, nnd yet surely this was ono!
Tho next day would bo her last at Ab
twylnuds, nnd sho was glad of It. Buo
jshould feel better, site knew, when sho
wns back with Bcrta and Dulcle. This
jrrand formal life had tired her. So sho
told herself.
When she went up to her room sho
found a note lying on ber dressing table.
It was from Dulcle, and had not long
before been brought by n messenger.
"Come home at once, dear," It snld.
-"We all want you badly. Don't stny nn
Uiour longer than you can possibly help,
4i tier you receive this. And don't think
roe foolish or selfish In asking you to
break short your pleasant visit. Uollevo
mo, I am neither this time. Now, u
over, your truo friend, DVLGIE."
Twice, three times. Esther read this
note. It brought tho writer very plainly
before her. That faint perfume of wojd
rose was Dulclo's own atmosphere. What
could tho girl mean? Could anything
liavo gone wrong at The Elms? Surely
nor, or Bertn would huvo written. For a
Hong time Esther sat and thought It over,
tho open letter on her knee. All ber
friends seemed bent In dealing In enigmas
that day. She felt vaguely uneasy and
linlf Inclined to bo vexed with Dulclo for
waking ber so.
"I will go home," she thought. 'They
shall not pcrauudo mo to stay a day long
cr, and then, perhaps, Dulcle can explulu
her enigmatic epistle."
It wns n long tiiuo before sho could
sleep. When sleep did come It was brok
en by dreams, Sho thought that sho was
walking barefoot over sharp, jagged
Tocks. The tldo was lapping in between
them, aud sea weed flouted about in Its
current. The light was faint, and more
than once sho stumbled and felt her feet
sinking In oozo and sand.
But all the tlmo sho was conscious of a
band grasping hers a strong hand, on
which she leaned trustfully. Suddenly
this band loosed Its hold, and, looking
down to discover tho cause, sho recoiled
In horror. They wero fleshless lingers
that she clasped. Sho called aloud In her
terror, and tried to shako off tho awful
thing. Slowly it unclo&cd, and, as it fell
nway, the sea roso and rushed over her,
ii ml she awoke, crying bitterly.
The dawn was creeping up, then. Be
tween the curtains of her window a faint
gray light showed, which, sho knew,
would brighten presently. A ghostly si
lence brooded over all things. Tho chill
of thnt curious breathing tlmo that Na
ture claims for herself when the fight with
darkness is ended struck upon Esther
v Hit something like dismay, Sho was
thankful when she heard tho first songs
of tho birds In their lofty nests among the
lieechcs, And, by tho tlmo thnt tho sun
had fairly risen, she was ready to smile
lit her dream and all her forebodings.
A few days nftcr Esther wont to Ab-
bojlitmls, Dulclo received n long letter
from Iter uncle, Ho wroto In the boat of
!riU. Ttilugs wero not tumlnj,' out so
r v& l -i&-" 'W W w 'W'M1
111 ns ho had nntlclpntcd. He was work
ing very hard, and hnd been ever since
Dulcle left him, nnd now there wns a
prospect of reward. A very nice slice of
his fortune would still remain to him,
when every one had his due, nnd, thanks
to some iMiwerful patrons, he wns on tho
road to make money faster than he had
yet (lone.
"Of course you will come back to me ns
soon ns this wedding Is over. I can't fan
cy the house without you. And you need
fenr no clouds on your return. Our old
friends nrc nil us eager us ever to wel
come you."
So he wrote In his crabbed business
hand, with many abbreviations, which
would have puzzled the uninitiated. The
letter came by the ctctilng post. Dulcle
hnd been out all the afternoon w Itti Julian
Carre, listening to his tender speeches,
nnd wenrjing of his cry pronounced to
kens of ufTcctlon. She wns not in the
best of humors. She felt more than ever
Inclined to grumble nt her place In the
world, and nil the thorns Unit hedged It In.
When the letter came she went off Into
the garden to road It In comfort. Mrs,
llnrdlnge wns In the drawing' mom with
Percy Stanhope nnd Hugh Fleming. They
had both been to dinner, and Hugh Flem
ing In particular had been lu better spirits
than usual.
Slipping down nn to n garden sent, Dul
cle opened her letter. As she road It
tears gathered In her eyes, and her cheeks
burned redly. Why had not this come
before? If It hnd she felt she would nev
er have promised to marry Julian Carre.
It was the very mockery of fortune for
her to get this letter now, or so it seemed
to her at that moment. But wns It too
late, even yet?
She was excited nnd her nerves were
unstrung. Llko mnny n wiser woman,
she hnd put her hand to a task too great
for her. Her lover loved her more than
was at all agreeable. He exacted love
lu return, which wns even worse. Noth
ing could hnvo been more charming than
his fervid, Intense wooing, if sho hud lov
ed him.
A step on the, gravel roused her. 8omo
one some one smoking, wns coming to
ward her. Sho felt ber heart beat faster
with the dread that it might be Percy
Btnnnopc. It was Hugh Fleming.
Ho cumo nnd snt down beside her.
"May I smoke, Mis Lcvesquc?"
"Certainly! I rather llko a good cigar."
"Then you nre a connoisseur?"
"Yes, so fnr ns tho perfume Is con
corned" smiling and hiding her letter.
"Just so! You judge of the weed by Its
fragrance, as we often judge of ladles by
tneir sweetness."
She gave it little shrug.
"Tho sweetness Is often like the sugar
on the Christmas cakes, just scattered
lightly over the top."
"But the Christmas cakes nre generally
good nil tho wuy through, are they not?"
"Yes" with u laugh; "so good that
they do not agree with one."
"Ah, what a cynic .you nre!" nugh
Fleming sold. "How- is it that you Indies
tender souls to me, ns n rule are so
nurd on each other?"
"I don't know, I nm sure. Perhnps it
Is because wo understand each other bet
ter than wo understand you."
"Worse and worse! As a lawyer I ob
ject to that. It Is whut we call un 'in
definite Indictment.' "
"In some cases that might bo pleasant
cr than a definite one, might It not?"
He took his cigar from his mouth and
bowed with most profound gravity.
"It fills me with regret, Miss Lcvosquo,
to see what a loss my profession tins sus
tained In you. If you had only been n
man, or If the 'Women's Rights' commit
too bad gained their battle, wunt a pow
er you would have been ut the bar!"
She laughed merrily, lifting dew-bright
eyes to bis face.
"If you are going to be sarcastic I shall
run away."
"Don't do thaf'-laylng his hand light
ly on her arm. "This night Is too divine
to lto wasted In gas-lighted rooms."
Ills cigar had gone out while they were
talking, and he did not care to light it
again. A beauty stronger than the beau
ty of tho night had laid Its spell upon htm.
This rondy-tougucd Dulcle, with ber Hit
ting blushes nnd fathomless eyes, was a
very loadstone that drew Ills heart out of
his keeping In spite of nil his prudence.
Iu the house behind them they could
hear Percy Stnnhopo singing "My Pretty
Jano" with fervor nnd effect. Dulclo's
saffron-colored robe, with Its low, squnro
bodies, and tight sleeves scarcely reach
ing t her elbows, shone faintly in tho
dim light. She wore a spray of jasmlno
at ber bosoas, wad, ns Hugh Fleming bent
toward ber, Its pleasant perfume was
wafted past him.
"How good it will seem to have Esther
at home ugain," she said presently.
"I dnro say but then It won't bo for
"No, Indeed It won'f'-slghlng a little.
"You are sorry to lose your friend,
"I shall not loso her, I hope. Sho will
always bo as dear to mo us she Is now,
though, of course, I shall see her but sel
dom." "Esther docs not count on thnt, I know.
She has been telling mo her plaus,"
"Yes? May I hoar them?"
"You are to llvo with her till somo
lucky fellow carries you off to a homo of
your own."
"She Is very good, but I thought sho
had given up all that. I told her it could
nover be."
"I nm sorry to hear you say so"
emphatically. "Others, besides Etty,
liavo looked forward to your settling in
this nolghlmrhood, nt least for a tlmo.
And the eottage, you kuow, is only a cou
ple of miles from this." x
"Yes, I know" nbsontly. "We wont
there ono day with Mr. Stanhope, but tho
woman who minds it wns out, nnd we
could only peep through tho ground-tloor
"Is there no possibility of your chang
ing your mind, nnd staying with thorn for
a little while?"
"There is no possibility of my staying
with them for a day."
Her voice broko n little. The tenrs woro
In her eyes, but ho did not know thnt.
Sho roso und caught up her trnln to go In
doors, "Don't go In yet," ho pleaded. "It is so
pleasant out here, and 'looking nt her
ns sho stood beforo him, her lithe figure
outlined by Its soft, clinging dross, "It Is
not often I nm so fortunate us to enjoy
your company,"
Sho smiled mid leaned carelessly
against tho arm of tho sent.
1 "Mr. Fleming" very suddenly nnd se
riously "do you believe lu fute?"
"I do, and I do not. If you nlludo to
that destiny thnt 'shapes our ends, ronf -hew
then how we will,' I do bellove In It.
If you spe.ik of thnt blind chance that
people talk of ns ruling every act of their
own mnd, purposeless lives, I do not be
lle o In It. Wc hnvo each the molding of
our own fortune, more or less; but wc
nrc only wotkmcu, when nil Is snld nnd
done. And ns wc do our work, nnd fill
our place In the plan of the great Master,
so our reward will Ik?."
The girl looked at him nnd flushed hot
ly. In nil her gay, feted life, no man hnd
ever spoken to her like this. She never
remembered her mother, nnd her father
hnd died before she wns bom; so thnt In
nil the world there hnd liecn no one who
cared to pt'nl seriously to this willful,
potted Dulcle.
"Ah, you nre good," she snld, with a
long-drawn, qulu-rlng sigh; "and thnt
makes ever thing seem o different to J oil.
But for iK-ople who nrc not good, people
like me, jnu know" smiling to mnke her
words seem less serious "It Is often very
hnrd to know what one's proper place is,
much less to fill It well."
The syntax wns rather confused, but
the mcnnltifj wns pin In enough to him.
" 'To thine own self bo true, nnd It must
fotlow, ns the night the day, thou ennst
not then be fnlse to nny man.' Thnt wns
only u worldling's rending of the divine
cominniid. 'Love (Jod, nnd thy neighbor
ns thyself We en n't lie true to our
selves," ho snld, very low nnd gently, not
looking nt the girl's troubled face, but
past It nt the quiet sky, "unless wc nrc
true to our Muster. If we are true to
Him, believe me He will ghe us our pro
per places, and show its what work to do."
Heavy te.us were In her eyes her lips
trembled. fJcinethlug In her heart, willful
enough, yet not hardened, warmed to
ward this man, who, without seeming to
preach to her, jet spoke so frankly.
She held her hand out to him almost
"Thank yon, Mr. Fleming; I shall not
forget joci words."
At that moment Percy Stanhope came
sauntering toward them. He was bare
headed, and on thu grass his footsteps
were Inaudible,
"We wondered where you hnd both got
to" dropping on to tho bench languidly.
"Wns It wise of you to stny out so long
In thnt light dress, Miss LcvesqucV"
looking nt her bare throat and arms,
which the lace rutlles could not hide.
"Perhnps It wns not wise; but It has
liecn very pleosunt."
As she turned nway, Hugh Fleming
saw n white patier slip from the folds of
her trnlTt. It wns her uncle's letter.
"You have lost this, I Mlevo" lifting
It mid holding it toward her.
"Miss Lcvosquo is rather In the habit
of dropping her letters about," Percy
Stnnhopo lntcr)Kscd.
"Indeed! What makes you say that?"
"Well" laughing dryly "you would
have lost that one, but for Hugh; nnd If
I am not mistaken I found n letter of
yours on Brierton Common this after
noon." They were walking slowly toward the
house, but nt this she stopped.
"If you found u letter of mine," she
snld, excitedly, "why huvo you not re
turned It?"
Hugh Fleming looked nt her, a little
surprised nt her vehemence, but Percy
Stanhope smiled maliciously.
"1 have only waited for an opportunity
to do so,"
"Then give It to me now" Imperiously.
Her face wns ikiIo, Iter eyes glowed.
As he hnnded It to her, she looked Into
his eyes. The rage lu them hnd fright
ened her.
Hnd he rend It? she wondered. No,
surely not! He wns too true n gentleman
for thnt.
But, when she looked nt the letter that
night In her own room, she found that
It was without its envelope. In that case
he must have read It partly, or he would
not hnvo known to whom it belonged.
Hot blushes dyed her face nt the thought.
What must he have thought of her, as he
read tho foolish, fond words of the writer,
for whom, he knew only too well, sho did
not cure u straw?
"At nil events," she snld to herself, try
ing to find somo comfort, "he will know
I nm not going to break my heart for
him. Julian Carre is worth n dozen of
him, I dure sny, and perhaps I shall think
so some day."
Dnlcle snt up later than usual thnt
night to write her uncle. Not that his
letter required so speedy an answer, but
because sho was feverish and restless, and
In no mood to go to bed. She slipicd her
dress off beforo sitting down to her writ
ing, und put on a pretty Wntteau wrap-N-r
of dark blue, covered all over with
deep red flowers. A quaint, idyllic little
shepherdess sho looked In It, her bright
hair curling about her throat and face.
Long beforo twelve o'clock tho whole
house wns quiet. When she had finished
her letter she went to the window and
opened It gently and looked out. The
night was cloudless, Intensely silent as
night can only be lu tho country und full
of deep peace.
With n little sigh, Dulclo shut the win
dow and drew the curtains close. All at
once she remembered Unit she had left
her purse on the sideboard In the dining
room. Without n second thought, she
took n candle In ber hand, aud went down
to get it. It is well known how stairs
und lionrds creak when ono tries to stop
noiselessly, Dulclo thought they creak
ed worse than usual that time. She
found the dlntug room door open, for a
wonder, nnd very soou hud her purse in
her hand.
As sho turneJ to go back, a slight stir In
the room opposite startled her. It was
tuo lira wing room und tno door opened
directly opposlto to the dining room nnd
close to the foot of tho staircase, She
stopped on tho mat to listen, tho light
shaking a little with tho trembling of her
hand; but everything was quiet.
At tho sound of her footsteps somo one
rose up from the depths of a great chair
mid looked toward her. It wns I'ercy
Then ho strcle across to her. nnd took
tho light out of her baud, mid held her
up, with his arm about her waist, or she
would havo fallen to the floor. He looked
pale and worn, oven 111. She saw thnt In
the midst of her fright, and her heart gave
a great throb of pity.
"Whoever thought of seeing you here
at this hour of the night! What brought
you down?"
Sho struggled out of his arms nnd loan
ed against n table, Tho color had como
back to her face with a rush. Yet still
sho trembled,
"I hnd forgotten something" very low
nnd faint. "Ami when I was going Wick
upstairs I heard a noise lu hero; aud I
was frightened."
"I should think you were" grimly.
Ho had put her eandlo down on n clmlr,
where it flickered, looking wnn nnd white
lu tho gaslight. Ho stood right opposlto
to Dulcle, looking nt her; nnd the girl
shivered faintly ns sho felt tho love and
anger and cruel power of that look, Sho
would have run nway it she could; but
her limbs shook under her.
"So you hnvu consoled yourself al
ready? I might havo known you were
not a woman. to llvo long without a lover.
I hopo you nro going to treat this fellow
better than you treated me, Don't break
hU heart you huvo broken mine, It's
dangerous pastime, let mo tell you,"
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