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a at to as, to as a ed bo No tee ed his lie left his do of had he her as * 0. S*F TO-MORROW. BY GERALD MASSEY. High hopes tiiat burned like stars sublime, Go down tbe heavens of fleedom, And true hearts perish in the time, We bitterest do need them. But never sit we down and say, There's nothing left but sorrow; We walk the wilderness to-day. The promissed land to-morrow. Our birds of song an* silent now, There arc no flowers blooming: Rut life beats In the frozen Ixiugh And freedom's spring ts coming; And freedom's tide comes up a way, Though we may strand In sorrow. And our good barque, aground to-dav, • Shall float again to-imurow. Our hearts brood over Uie past; our eyes Willi smiliiug futures glisten; Lo! now its dawn bursts up the sky, Ix'an out your soul and listen: The earth rolls freedom 's radiant way And ripens with our sorrow, And 'tis the martyrdom to-day, Brings victory to-morrow. 'Tis weary watching wave by wave And yet the tida heaves onward; We climb, like corals, grave by grave, Yet heat a pathway sunward; We're beaten back in many a fray Yet never strength we borrow, And where our vanguard rests to-day, Our rear shall rest to-morrow. Through ail tiie long dark night of years, The people's cry ascended; The earth was wet with blood and tears, Kre their meek su Hering ended. The few shall not forever sway, The many toil in sorrow, The bars of hell are strong to-day, But Christ shall reign to-morrow. When youth, flame earnest, still aspire With energies immortal, To many a haven of desire, Your yearning ope's a portal; And though age wearies by the way, And hearts break in the furrow, We sow the golden grain to-day, The harvest comes to-morrow. ir. BY IIUOII COXWAY, Author of "Called Back." Etc. Etc. . CHAPTER XXVI. A WORD IX SEASON. After one or two unsuccessful attempts Carruthers found Mrs. Joint Rawlings in stalled behind the family counter at No. 142, Gray Street. She was very hard at work— nodouht endeavoring to make up for lier husband's repeated absences. In her hands she held what appeared like a long salmon colored two inch rojie, which, by a dexterous twist of tiie wrist, or some manipulation only known to the initiated, she was rapidly transforming into ornamental and symmet rical festoons of those luscious articles of diet, sausages. Upon learning that Carru thers wished to speak to lier in private she wiped her hands on a cloth, and lifting up a flap, or species of drawbridge, in tiie counter, begged lie would step through and follow her up stairs. He did so, and was shown into wh it Mrs. R iwliugs called the parlor; a room papered with a startling paper, carpeted with a daz zling carpet; furnished with imitation wal nut chairs and couch upholstered in the brightest blue tapestry; the mantelpiece bearing a mirror in a burnished gilt frame, and, among other gay ornaments, a huge pair of those glass vases with suspended prisms known as lustres; the tire glowed very brightly, and was kept in order by a lender and tire-irons of flashing steel. It was, in fact, a room which appeared toopeuits eyes and glare at you as you entered. A man even more anxious and preoccupied than Frank was could not fail to lie struck with tiie general effect. It would have been positively ungracious not to have noticed it. "What a bright room!" lie said. "It is a bright room," said Mrs. Rawlings in a gratified way. "You see, sir, we often kill as many as thirty pigs before breakfast. This seemed a digression without bearing upon tiie main subject. "Boor tilings!" said Frank, without making it clear whether he referred to the pigs or their slayers. "At first, when 1 married Rawlings, I found it a melancholy business; so I made up my mind to have everything away from the factory bright and cheerful. "You have succeeded here," said Frank, as he took tiie azure covered chair offered Him. "1 hope so. You see, sir," continued Mrs. Rawlings, "every business Iras its drawbacks as well as its advantages. Many don't like the pork business, but it's a nice clean busi ness—there's no dust about it like there is about baking. 1 hate dust of any sort. At another time Carruthers might have been amused and have tried to draw tiiis woman out, but he was now only anxious to bear about Beatrice so be commenced iiis in quisition. Yes; Mrs. Rawlings bad been at Black town. She had stayed at tiie "Cat and Compasses." She, or rather lier husband bad believed a little boy to lie their missing son. A young lady bail called upon her one morning. She gave no name, hut she was a tali young lady; very handsome; and with grey eyes; beautifully dressed; in fact quite a young lady. Yes, poor tiling! quite a lady. Would Mrs. Rawlings tell lier visitor what had been said or done at that interview? Oh, no—never. The good woman shut lier eyes, Compressed lier lips, and shook lier head slowly and solemnly. Tiie combined effects of these actions being meant to show that Beatrice's communication was for ever lock ed ni» in tiie sacred respository of her heart. Mrs Rawlings really meant to keep Bear trice's secret, and doubtless had no pressure been applied she would have kept it loyally. But Unluckily she wasone of those who have to struggle to retain a secret, not oifly its m tin ImhIj' but little corners which would slip out unawares. In trying to guard Bea trice's secret from lier visitor's renewed ques tions, she was like one trying to pack a featherbed into a traveling trunk; as one part was pushed down another part rose up. Tiie words "|Kxir tiling!" applied to Bea trice had already raised Frank's curiosity to tiie highest pitch, and made him believe tiiat tin* present inquiry was not collateral. Was lie justified in striving to learn what Beatrice wished Hid? He tliougilt so. He loved her with a pure, unselfish love; so un selfish that he was not endeavoring to find ; cause of her flight for his own ends, but n order to lie able to give her aid if she re •; ired it Yes, tiie man who loved her had :t right to try and learn ail about the woman whom lie believed loved him. Besides, had B *atrice in any way bound this woman to secrecy? He could scarcely believe it. He fancied that Mrs. R c.vlings, as some people will, was making a mystery of nothing. Bea trice may have given iicr money to withdraw the absurd claim, and she was ashamed to confess the fact. "Look here," said Carruthers. "I must and will know what took place between you and the lady I warn you that by conceal ment you may do lier Uie greatest wrong. You can not harm lier by telling the truth." AgainACrs. Rawlings shut her eyes and shook her.head. Again JCnuik pressed lier, again ami again. She still kept the secret, b it ever and anon, by moans of some unguarded expression, let a comer slip out. So much so' that Frank fully realized the fact that Beatrice driven to seek that interview by some great M •• «NU stress, some grievous need. lie began to fancy that in spite of lier denial in know ledge even of her name, Mrs. Rawlings might be able to tell nil about the (light. "Can you tell me whore to And lier?" he asked, "i warn you if you withhold her ad dress from me you may do her a wrong which may never be repaired. lie spoke earnestly and impressively, fix ing his eyes upon the woman as he spoke. He wished to learn from her looks whethci she knew the address or not. A sudden inspiration seized Mi's. Raw lings. Inspiration may come to a purveyoi as well as to a poet Tills young man, this eager young fellow, was the cause of all the shame and mischief—what secret was there to k»H*p from him? He might be right; in calculable harm might follow her silence. "You w mt to find her?" she asked. "You don't know where she is'.*' "I want to tiud her. I shall never rest un til I find her. lings that her Inspiration was correct. She rose and spoke with real emotion. "Yes, sir," she said, "go and lind her. Go and do what is right. If you are the man, I think your conscience will tell you what to do. Ob, sir, make what amends you can while there is time. Life is uncertain. It is things of this sort which haunt a rtian on his death-bed. The look of surprise which at first sat on Frank's face turned to one of something like horror. "Go on," lie said hoarsely. 'Terhaps, I am wronging you," went on the woman. "Perhaps you did not know all. Site said the child was born in secrecy. Perhaps you never knew it. But go to lier now, sir, and make what amends you can. It's not for me to speak, but what can a gen tleman want for his wife more than a beau tiful, proud-looklng young lady like this. Dear, dear! what she must have suffered, poor tiling. Carruthers was ghastly. His hands grasp ed the table for support. Mrs. Rawlings glanced at him and felt that her impromptu oration was doing Its work. "There, don't take on so," she said kind ly. 'There may be excuses for you. Old people oughtn't to judge the young too se verely. "Tell me all she said, every word," gasped Carruthers. He had forced the woman to give him this bitter cup, and he meant to drain it to the dregs. "Oh, poor dear! she told me all. Told me how she had been forced to make her secret known by my husband's claiming the child. My heart bled for her. Site told me how no one knew about the baby; how she' should have to let all be revealed unless I helped her. She told me how she had longed for her child, and somehow, 1 don't know how, managed to get it to live with her or near her. Oh, it's sucli a pretty boy I Such a pretty boy, sir. "Where can 1 find her?" asked Carnitliers. Not that he now hoped to leant. "Where? I suppose somewhere near the child, down at Blacktown. You know the lady's name. I don't But you'll do what's rigid, won't you. sir?" "Yes," said Frank. "I will do what is rigid. Thank you. Good-morning." lie left the room, and departed by the way lie had come. Mrs. Rawlings returned to lier interesting occupations. She knew the name neither of lier visitor nor of the lady whom she had seen at Blacktown, but to this day when she recalls the look of what she believed to be remorse on the young man's face, she is happy in the thought that it may be a few heart-felt and appropriate words, though only spoken by a humble wo man like herself, helped on ttie great fight of good against evil, righted a wrong, and made a sister woman happier. May such a mis take occur to many of us. It causes consola tion. A worthy soul Mrs. Rawlings. Nevethe less, we will now bid her adieu, and hope that the business in Gray Street continues to flourish. But Frank Carruthers! Poor Frank whose researches had led him into sucli straits. Who had learnt the terrible half truth which by a paradox is often greater than the whole. Carruthers walked and walked—out of Gray's Road—on and on—without heeding whither. Sucli grief as he felt to-day. was a new experience in a man's life. When some three months ago Beatrice told him she could not love him, the shock as we know was great, but in spite of it Beatrice was still the Beatrice of his dream. Then there was hope; there is always hope in such cases. But now none! Not a vestige! He laughed bitterly as he thought of the hours lie had spent endeavoring to find the cause of what lie had called Beatrice's com plaint—of her general apathy and indiffer ence to the world at large. Now lie hud got at the very germ of tiie disease. No wonder she was cold and reserved with such a secret to carry—sucli a dread overhanging lier. Poor girl ! Poor girl ! lie could see how the boy's coming to Hazlewood * House had been arranged. Through Mrs. Miller, of course. And by his new light lie was able to explain a discre;» ancy which had always troubled him. On tiie night when she bade him hope and wait, the nurse had told him that Beatrice had saved lier years ago from starvation, where as, Horace had told him, that until she came to the house, she was a stranger to them all. lie had not thought it worth while to pursue the inquiry. She, this strangcly-uiannered woman, had made him promise to wait. Wait for what? There was nothing to wait for. Even if lie, as lie scornfully told himself he could,should forget his manhood and be willing to take Beatrice as his wife even now, lie knew that a barrier, never to be climbed, would be rais ed by her. He did not wrong lier in this. He knew that for all tiiat lead befallen she wies mourning in mental sackcloth and ashes. He had no blame to give lier, no stone to cast She had not tried to win his love. She had not accepted that love when offered. Too well lie knew why. Yet he knew also that she loved him—loved him but would never bo his. The thought drove him half mad. No friend of Carrutliers's would have known him, as, with heavy brows and bent head, he walked through those quiet streets of subur ban London. But why tiie flight? No new dread, no new danger could have threatened her. Did site after all fly because he was coming to llazlewood House? Did siie fear that her resolution must give way, amt with one brcatli stic must avow lier lpve, and with tiie next tell lier lover that love could not be be tween them? No. A word from her would have stayed iiis coming. She had even as good as asked him to come. She was not flying from him. Then the thought of that man who was tee ing her came to his mind. He shudder ed and bit his lips; he knew not why. But his first thought was to trace this unknown nnn and hear why he wanted Beatrice. His mood changed. He would not seek him. He had no more to learn. After what lie hud tiiis morning heard, all inquiries, ail information, could but tend to make him more miserable. There was nothing now left for him in tiie world but sheer hard work. Work, work, the greatest blessing ever given to man. So lie walked on and on, almost crying in his anguish, almost raving at his utter help lessness to mend matters. But all the while, do what he could to tear his idol out of her shrine, thinking of lieras the calm, fair, stately girl he had known and loved, the one of all tiie world against whom slander should raise no voice. Before his aimless walk was ended his mood had grown soft and pitying. Anger had simply faded away. All lie could now tiiink of was Beatrice and her sorrow. All he asked was to be able to see her and tel! her there was one who would ever lie as a brother to her. The wild resolve that he would now acquiesce in her disappearance as calmly as did her uncles disappeared. He would find her. He would go to her. ta ce I ' to on or be to to hfs for off ten She be at she in for by tiie was bert was to for sion His manner told Mrs. Raw *» ft " lier nand, tell her the secret was his, counsel her, and if it were possible stand between her and what she had to hear. But he knew now, or thought he knew, tiie utmost that life had to give hint, and lie saw in it a sorry substitute for what it had seemed to promise only a lew days ago. Blame her! Why should he blame her? How had she wronged him? CHAPTER XXVII. A HELPING HAND. To make tip one's mind; to vow to find a young woman who lias disappeared without leaving a trace, is one tiling—to find lier is another. The world is a place of consider able size, and chance meetings are not so common as the confiding novel reader is ask ed to believe. Sugh was at least the experi ence of two men, who. from different mo tives, were equally anxious to find the fugi tive. The first Maurice Ilervey, the second Frank Carruthers. Ilervey, who, having paid a second visit toOakbury, had in some way managed to learn that Beatrice,the boy and tiie nurse had gone to London, bade a hasty adieu to Black town and returned to the capital. The more he studied the situation, the more apparent U became that, to use his own words, lie was in a cleft stick. So long as Beatrice could conceal her whereabouts from him, so long was he utterly helpless. He could, of course, compass a certain amount of revenge but tiie cost would be too terrific. However sweet a thing liny be, it may lie bought too dearly. He could walk boldly up to .Sir Maingay Clauson and proclaim himself his son-in-law. He could go to these Talberts and show them that he married their niece when she was lit tle more than a school-girl. But what good would this do? llis bolt would be shot, and his quiver li Id no other. It might bring down Beatrice but not her money. He would have to deal with men of tiie world instead of a woman over whom lie held the terror of exposure. He had one article to sell, silence. There was one customer for it, his wife. With lier he could trade to advantage, but the moment lie broke luck for another mark et iiis commodity became all but valueless. Again, there was that cursed clause in okl Talbert's will. Ilervey could easily prove that Beatrice was iiis wife, but in doing so lie also proved that site had married, when under age, without her trustees' consent,and tiie said trustees could do almost exactly as they liked witli her fortune. Probably they would throw him two hundred a year so long as he kept out of tiie way. What was two hundred a year when we know that iiad he not insisted on bringing some one's iiead down to the dust, lie might have had ten times the amount? Why had lie not taken tiie money and foregone Iiis revenge? In fact, Beatrice's flight, although not ef fected for strategical reasons, was a master piece; a move which bound lier enemy hand and foot. Savagely he looked forward to tiie time when circumstances would force him to take tiie best offer made him. Well he knew that tiie moment Beatrice nerved herself to reveal tiie truth to her friends, the moment she elected to confess lier girlish folly, and face what shame and blame might be due to lier, every shred of power he held would be gone. It was, therefore, impera tive he should find Beatrice and re-open ne gotiations upon a basis more favorable to her. Reflection and the risk lie now ran of losing everything m nie him inclined to low er his demands. He would take fifteen hundred, even a half of his wife's income, and if she wished it, would enter into a reg ular deed of judicial separation. He would be silent so long as the money was paid or so long as it paid him better to be silent. What if lie gave out that he was dead and waited until she had married again? Then Iiis sway would be supreme. But to gain tiiis advantage he must lie silent, it might be for years, and in tiie meantime must somehow make a living. Perhaps, after lier former experience, she would not marry again. Any way the state of iiis exchequer put a veto on the waiting scheme. He expected no unextorted help from lier. He looked for no mercy, lie had showed none. He bail blasted her life; robbed her years of early womanhood of their sweet ness; lie had traded on the romance which lies in tiie heart of every young girl, then, for mercenary purposes, hid turned ami crushed it out. He had shown her, nay, in Imitai words, told her that lie had married lier to raise money in order to save himself from the penalty due to his crime. He well knew what lie had done, and knowing this lie lnul not even ventured at attempting to cajole her when they measured strength at Blacktown. llad it been needed the stern set of her features—the scorn of lier manner would have told him that he had no mercy to expect, that it was a duel between tiie two. lie must find her! As the months went on the necessity of finding lier became more and more obvious. He had, after the man ner of a gambler, who feels that any hour may bring tiie great stroke of luck, lived luxuriously. His money had by now so di minished tiiat he saw he must shortly do one oft liree things, find Beatrice, earn money, or starve. The first, tiie most desirable course in every way, seemed impossible. He had made, botli in person and vicariously, sucli inquiries at Sir M: ingay's house as could be made without exciting comment and sus picion. HePhad even been down once more to Oak bury, seen the Talberts, but had learnt nothing to his advantage. So course num ber one could not be counted ujion to meet the emergency. Course number three, if tiie simplest, was tiie most unpleasant, so lie was constrained to adopt number two; at least, provisionally. Before his disgrace Ilervey had occasion ally done some work for illustrated periodi cals. As this branch of ills late profession seemed to offer him the best chance of sup plying iiis needs, lie called upontwoor three people whom he had known in former days, and who, moreover, knew what had caused hfs protracted absence. He simply said lie was anxious to redeem the past and begged for a helping hand. Selfish as the world is supposed to be there are many willing to help a fallen man on to Iiis legs. Ilervey re ceived one or two promises which might or might not lead to remunerative work. The months passed very dismally and drearily for the second seeker, Frank Carrn thers. He knew not where to turn, where to look for Beatrice. However, he was better off than Ilervey, for lie had direct intelli gence from lier. Once a month she had writ ten to lier uncles, but lier letters g ive no clue that could be followed. They bore no ad dress; they were posted in London; they mentioned noplaces; not even a country. She said she was living an exceedingly ouiet, calm life. She longed to see dear old Oak bnry again, and wondered if it would ever be lier lot to do so. In each letter she re gretted tiie necessity for tiie step she had taken and hoped tiiat if ever lier uncles knew her true reason for it they would for give her. She trusted, nevertheless, that they would never learn it. The only hints at locality in any one of her letters were that she mentioned tiiat tiie weather was bitterly cokl, and also that she spent much time studying art; was, indeed, learning to paint in oils. Tiie letters Herbert, who felt sympathy for his cousin, sent on to Frank, and Frank perused them again and again, endeavoring by tiie light lie had gained to read between tiie lines. And tiie more he read tiie more mystified lie became. If Mrs. Rawlings' tale was true, there was something which Her bert and Horace never could, never would forgive; yet Beatrice wrote as if forgiveness was not an impossibility. Moreover, it strack Frank that lier words expressed a doubt as to whether lier uncles had learnt tiie reason for her flight When should lie find lier? When should he learn the whole truth? He searched lier letters in vain for his own name, for any message to him. The omis sion troubled him, not because he thought to a be it Or ed am ed ing a the her said ed? give not said vey the as .. i, but because it showed 1 himself for him that Beatrice felt there was a fate, which nothing could overcome, keeping them apart. So her letters gave him no hope. Ha<l lie been an idle man Frank Carru thers could never have borne those months of suspense. But he was hard, very hard at | work on a sect ant book. Believe me a nun does not write his worst when his heart is sad. A deficiency of tiie gastric juice ora superabundance of litliic acid may ruin a man's work, but not necessarily grief. Too.h ache may prove fatal to inspiration, hut heartache need not. So pending the app. • r mice of his first book, which had for some reason been delayed, Frank was busy with a successor. About that first book, a satirical, cemipo lilical novel, which, by tiie by, made a great hit, Mr. Carruthers, like all new writ was as nervous and fidgety as a young lu.s band whose beloved wife is for tiie first time about to increase the imputation. One day it struck him that the great work would be more taking if adorned with illustrations. He mentioned iiis idea totlie piiblishers,wlic quite agreed with him, only adding tiiat six full page illustrations would cost so many pounds, an expense they did not feel justi fied in incurring. But if Mr. Carruthers liked to bear tiie cost, well and good. Frank, who had money to spare, said lie would see for how much lie could get them done. He called upon a friend, a Mr. Field, whe knew all about such matters, and inquired where lie could find hands competent yet not too costly. And tiiis friend happened to bf one of those from whom Maurice Ilervey had begged a helping hand. So it will bt seen that the hereinafter mentioned meeting between Carrutlieis and Ilervey was, like al! so-called chance meetings, when traced back to its can deed it is hard to see how things could have happened otherwise. "There, a fellow called on me a day or tw< ago," said Mr. Field, "a fellow who's down on Iiis luck now. lie might suit you." "Can you rteomflicnd him? What is hit ipiite a natural sequence, Ill name. "1 don't know that l can recommend him. but you may give film it trial. He calls him self Henry Morris. He's down on iiis luck as 1 said." "Write him a line and ask him to call ot me," said (' d ruthers, who liked to Help liter down on their hick. "Is lie clever?" "He's been idle so long I can't say. Look here, Carruthers, make him do the drawing! on approval; and if I were you 1 wouldn't give any money on account." "Send him to me an 1 I'll talc to hint." Carruthers was just leaving the,room when his friend called him luck. "1 s iy, Carrutheiv I'd better tell you, thW you can't s ,y l didn't. This chap lias been in quod live years for l'org ry. Iiis name's Maurice Hi rvey. Itsuppose he's out now or ticket of leave, lie uSis in'* lie means to run straight for the futtAe. Now you know all about it and can please yourself." The consequence was thaiO.rrtiiliers, who held the s ea.-!>,'ii-.*yu him with "the harp of divers tom. s," r» lived to sib this man and, moreover, to trlKbiui as if he had nc knowledge of nis niHpi'iiis. He was glad to help any on • !> wkjfu liie straight path. Camille, rs, wi«» a**' v rti; - bother of eaten i;i%ivodat hi.-» k-.-n-i. I "it quiet street sonic litrtV'lie spent the greatei ing for hiiiis had t ik-n an oki-aJ little way oil. part of the day, writing iiis new book, cor reding those delightful objects the proofs of a first hook, or thinking sadly of B atrice's and his own lot. Tuir office was on the first floor and approached by a steepish, straight flight of uncarpeU d stairs. One morning he heard feet on t'.u heard them stop on tiie little landing in front of the door which bore Iiis name. Ironie one knocked, and Frank sitruted "Come in." To iiis supreme astonishment in walked the man who had demanded rf-ntriee's address and so outraged old Wnittaker's sense of dignity. "Whatdo you want?" asked Frank Lmisquc irs; ly. Ilervey explained that Mr. Field had writ ten to Him and instructed him to call, so Car ruthers knew that the man who was so anx ious to find Beatrice was a forger, felon, and tieket-of-leave man. li" raised iiis head and coldly scrutinized his v. dor. Ilervey until that iri:::'.nt had not recog nized him. He did : o then, and knew that the recognition was mutual. A ! question of the original purpose which had I : ought about this meeting fade«! from the mind of each man. With each Beatti e was tiie one thought. "Will you give the s-.Mress I wanted when last we met?" asked Ilervey eagerly. "I will answered Carruthers shortly. He did not tiiis time assert his inability to ob lige iiis questioner because in* was unwilling to confess that Beatrice's present abode was a secret kept even from her own friends. He Had also made up ids mind that nothing should tempt Him to ask tiiis ex-convict a single question. An att- nipt to get at the truth through such a medium as tiiis would be a degradation, an insult to the woman lie loved. Lis vi: :;or took the b.jmt refusal very bad ly*. The truth is tiiat fa was not iinprovingi drYfifi it was, from a sttstainecris whisky and water, grow hi initient. Besides, CarMj ■with him which WMkimM tiiose who had the him. On a previous occasion 11 èrvey had found it almost more than lie couid put up with. However, w ith the exception of slap ping his hand on Frank's table he controlled himself for the present. ? 1 "I must insist upon your telling me," lie Raid; "I have to make an important business communication to Miss Glauron." Carruthers smiled contemptuously. "Her trustees, the Messrs. Talbert, of Oakbury. manage Miss C'lausou's business, 1 believe. Or you might go to the family solicitor,whose name I will give you." —^ "My business is of a private lialofe. I dt maud tiiis address. I have a rigid to ask it." Carruthers shrugged iiis shoulders, elevat ed his cyi brows in true Talbert fashion, and again smiled that irritating smile. "My good sir," lie said, "cannot you un derstand that 1 absolutely refuse to gratify you? That a gentleman is nol justified in giving every one who isks it a lady's ad dress? Co to Sir Mainejiy Clauson, he is the proper ja r. on to apply to. As to rights, I am certainly within my own if 1 ask you io leave my room. No du:bt you see that the business which gave me.the pleasure of this visit eann- t lie carried il rough. lieney scowled, hesitated, and then walk ed out of the room, lie was wise in so do ing as he might have said more than he in tended ; and a premature disclosure, indeed, a disclosure at all, of the truth would entirely ruin iiis clouded prospects. As. from lack of politeness, or flurry of discomfiture, lie left the door ajar Carruthers rose and walked across.the room to close it. Just then the door opened and the two men confronted each other on the threshold. "If you write to Miss Clauson will you give her a message for me?" asked Ilervey with forced civility. ^ "Tiiat depends exactly upon what the mes sage may be. "Will you tell lier tiiat I called on you and said the matter could now be easily arrang ed? There's no harm in that "There seems none. When I write I'll give it. "You'd better mention my real name. It's not Henry Morris—It's—" "I am aeequainted with j our real name, said Frank with perfect niichalanee. Her vey grew very angry. "Now 1 wonder who you may be," lie said, you who write to her. Perhaps, you're sweet on each other, and look forward to a happy marriage." An incautious remark of the rogue's, yet one lie could not refrain from making; not could he refrain from eyeing Carnitliers to see how Uie shot told. Haiti as the effort was Carruthers preserved iiis equanimity. temper [fro or cigars and fitful ana inter ers liait a way ly irritating to to quarrel with ?» *' 'T n .. / 1 "Perhaps so," he said carelessly. "I can Ik however, imagine it can be of the slightest interest to you." The scornful emphasis laid on the last word flicked Ilervey like a whip. "Perhaps so!*' he echoed with his mocking laugh. "Hu, ha I do you think I'm a fool? Do you think jon take me in with your stud ied case? Don't 1 know you're dying to know who I am and all about me!" "I know a good deal already," said Frank, in scathing tones. "If I felt any wish to know more I should apply at Scotland Yard, or wherever the proper office may be. This taunt was more than evefl tiie most amiable tieket-of-leave man could be expect ed to let pass. It finished Ilervey entirely. He boiled over. With the violent expletive which invariably accompanies such an act lie struck out full at tiie speaker. This Carruthers was one of those deceptive men who at first glance give little promise of much strength. Yet if his frame was spare his shoulders were square, and all tiie weight lie carried w as bone and muscle. He may be summed up in tiie simple word wiry; and wiiy men. as many a muscular-looking athlete knows to his cost, are not adversaries to be despised. lie was far from being one ot those marvellous creatures, usually officers in the Guards, who, in fiction at least, can crush up silver flacons, loss w Itli one hand a sixteen stone ruffian over a ditch or a railing, but ail the same lie had. his fair share of man at | is a r be bf ly strength. After ; carry ing Ilervey "s blow, he simply u to the very liest of Iiis knowledge and agility, throwing tiie whole weight of his body into it, and. in the language of what may now lie called the re vived prize ring, "got well home." These were the only two blows struck, and for this reason : Mervey, when he received Frank's blow, was standing outlie landing. He staggered back an i went headlong down It seemed as if his peck However lie gathered Ifim j< ed out right iU « the steep stairs, must 1st broken, self up, groaned as in pain, shook his fist at the victor, swore, and then found Iiis way out. Carruthers returned to bis papers, but the reflections to which this interview gave rise made his afternoon a blank so far as literary work went. Two days after this his friend Field called on him. "I say, Carruthers," lie exclaimed, "you're a nice sort of young man, lsent a fellow who wanted a helping hand to you and, hang me! you gave it to him with a Helped him down, not up, vengeance, though." "He's been to you, has lie?" "Yes, he called to-day—in splints. Said you insulted him and chucked hint over tiie stair's. Can't think how you did it. Doesn't seem like you either. "I had the best of reasons. "So I told him, but lie won't believe me. You've broken his fibula or tibula, or his ti^ and tibula. His leg! 1 saw the blackguard walk £ " •• !> • • "* away. "Perhaps I'm not right about the names. His arm is broken. He vows he will have compensation. Go to law, etcetera." "I don't think he will," said (' irruthers, significantly. "Piuhapsnot, if your ones. 1 don't ask them fellow. He's got noimmcj. and won't be irtThrto caffi 'hfffTor a white: TmTTT von think You oiigTif TfTdo something for him?" "No, I don't," said Frank; "hut 1 will. Keep the fellow away from me. But you can pay his doctor's bill and let him have a pound or two a week until lie gets all right again. Field laughed. "You'll find it a costly amusement breaking holies like this.*' "My dear Field," said Frank, "if you knew all I know, you'd think it was cheap at the price in this particular ease." 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