From Gloom To Sunlight or The Usurers Daughter.
BY CHARLOTTE M. BRAEME.
INTERNATIONAL PRESS ASSOCIATION.
CHAPTER XXXll.—(Continued.)
He listened without reply, but she
saw that his face had grown very pale
and that his Ups trembled. She spoke
with passional earnestness; there
should be no mistake about the mat
ter—he must thoroughly understand.
“All this/* he said, “while I have
been sleeping here! Hildred, I will j
see for myself what is the truth. I
will trust to no one’s opinion—l will go
over to Bromhlll. Will you ride over .
with mo?”
She looked at the broad golden beams
of the sun.
“It is so warm," she said, "you will •
not care to go out.’
“Warm!” he repeated, almost wrath- 1
fully. “What matters a little heat ,
when so much Is at stake?”
Then he looked quickly at her.
“If It Is too warm for you,” he said.
“I will go alone.’
She sprang to her feet with a glad i
light in her eyes.
“No.” she replied, “it is never too J
warm for me. I love the sun. Let ,
me go with you. Lord Caraven.”
“Will you ride or drive?” he asked. J
“I will ride,’’ she replied, having
heard him say that morning that he
would rather ride ten miles than drive
one.
He looked pleased.
“I will see for myself.” he repeated.
“Do they think that I am so blind as
to be hoodwinked with false stories?’’
"No, but they have believed you too
indolent even to care whether the
stories were true or not.” said Hildred.
There was some little surprise even
amongst the servants at seeing the
young earl and countess ride off alone.
What did It mean? Were better times
really coming?
Sir Raoul watched them start; and
he said to himself, as he looked after
them;
“The greatest gift of heaven to men
is surely the noble influence of a noble
woman.”
The earl would see for hlmßelf —and
he did sec. It seemed to him that he
must have been asleep for years.
Where were the smiles of welcome that
years ago used to greet him? Now
laborers passed him with a sullen face,
with a touch of the cap and a muttered
curse. He saw the wretched tenements
where disease reigned triumphant—he
saw mothers whose Children had died
for want of nourishing food —he saw
strong men whose just condemnation
of him was written in their averted
eyes and closed lips. He saw that for
him there was no affection, little re
spect; yet he was lord of the soil—in
some fashion master of the destinies of
these people.
He rode in silence —silence that his
young wife did not care to break, for
she saw that he tvas aroused at last.
They went to Bromhill, and there the
earl saw matters for himself. There
was little need for words to tell him
how the prestige of the old name had
sunk. Those honest yeomen, the
Moores, whose forefathers had served
his ancestors so gallantly and well,
had no smiles, no welcome for him;
they were sturdily respectful, they said
little —the old man who had pleaded so
passionately to Hildred. least of all.
But the young, indolent, pleasure-lov
ing earl shrank before the calm, stern
faces; he knew that he was In the
wrong.
Nevertheless, if they were stern and
cold In their reception of the earl, they
had a warm welcome for his beautiful
young wife. She had not Ignored cen
turies of service; she had not broken
the bounds between master and ser
vant; she had not left the best Inter
ests of their lives to Blantyre. They
crowded round her —even the little
children came to give her the flowers
they had gathered, and. to look at the
pleasant shining face. There was a
court of inquiry held within the old
farm walls; the earl listened attentive
ly to the old man and his sons, then
he looked gravely at them.
“You have done well to speak out
boldly," b£ said. “I could as soon
Imagine Ravensmere without a Cara
ven as Bromhill without a Moore. You
need not go to Blantyre again. I will
sign the lease—and It shall be done at
once."
He spoke only once on his way
home, and then it was to say to his
wife:
“I have done Justice there; and if I
can. I will do Justice wherever it Is
needed." And as they rode on through
the sunlight, she told him heaven
would bleaa him for It.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
ADT CARAVEN
was pleased aa she
dreseed for dinner.
She recalled the
happy faces, the
graceful words that
she had seen and
heard hut a few
hours before at
Bromhill; It was
worth living for,
this power of do-
L
Ins good. She had sees something In
her hoaband'a face that day which had
surprised her, something that drove
away the Indolent, easy expression.
Wes the sleeping Hon roused at last?
Hid her passionate words, her keen
indignation. moved him? Had he
grown ashamed of his Indolence? Had
he tired of his pleasures?
Sitting opposite to him at dinner
time. she looked at him attentively.
Certainly there was a change in his
face. It was brighter, keener, more on
the alert; the eyes were full of light;
i he seemed interested in what was go
! Ing on. Once during dinner she met
; Sir Raoul’s glance, and It was full of
j pleased surprise.
S “Now is my time,” thought Hildred—
: “now I rnay secure what I want.”
I When the gentlemen came into the
1 drawing room she made herself most
fascinating and charming. She rang,
t she talked: the whole party thought
, her exceedingly entertaining. It was
! when her husband was looking mo3t
! pleased, and listening to her with real
interest, that she went up to him.
“I have a little favor to ask of you."
' she said. “Will you give me live mln
! utes of your time this evening’”
His look was one of pleased, orlght
i expectation.
“Assuredly, Hildred —as long as you
J like. I nra beginning to think that
my Interviews with you are welcome
ones.”
So, when most of the visitors had
gone to their respective rooms, the earl
lingered. It was something novel to
him. this appointment with his own
wife —something piquant. He waited
for her in the drawing room, where
I the blinds were still undrawn, and
j through the windows of which a lovely
i moon was shedding floods of silvery
! light.
Presently the door opened and his
wife came In. She had removed th**
Jewels from her hair and her breast;
her lovely face shone with a new light;
her rich dress, her dark hair, made her
a most attractive picture. She went
up to him.
"You are very kind to wait. Lord
Caraven.” she said. “I could not get
away before. Lady Darners insisted on
SHE LEFT HIM THERE.
my going to her room to see a new
fashioned head-dress Worth has sent I
her. * I could not get away. I am
afraid you are tired.”
“No,” he replied; *‘l have been
watching the moon and thinking.”
”1 have come to ask of you,” said
the young countess—“a favor on which
the whole of my life depends. In
granting it you will make me happy; i
if you refuse It I shall be miserable.” j
“That shall not happen if I can pre- j
vent it,” he answered.
His wife continued:
“I have never complained, because I
saw no use In it; but I assure you that
I have not been happy—far from it. J
Perhaps I am graver by nature than j
some women. I can not fill my life I
with gaiety, visiting, luxury, and pleas- j
ure. I want something more. Other
women have love to live for —I have !
none.”
She stopped suddenly, looking terri
bly confused.
“I understand,” he said, quietly. “Go !
on. Hildred.”
"My time hang 3 heavily on my
hands. I have nothing to do—no oc- !
cupatlon. Oh, Lord Caraven, be pa- j
tient with me! I want to ask you
for something that will give me inter
cat—that will occupy me—that will J
stand to me in the place of happiness j
and love.”
”1 will help you to It if I can," he
replied.
She looked so fair, standing before
him pleading her own cause. She
drew a little nearer to him, as though
her confidence In him were increas
ing.
“That Is what I want you to do for
me. Lord Caraven,” she said. “I am
not ignorant In such matters; you
might sneer at me, and say my talent
la hereditary; but you will not do that.
I have some little experience, and I
should improve day by day."
He looked at her, half wondering,
half amused.
"What Is It, Hildred T' he asked. “I
do not In the least understand/*
“It is this. I want you to let me be
your steward—l mean, let me have
charge of your estate. I could do the
duties far better than Mr. Blantyre."
“I give him a large salary/* said Lord
Caraven, half laughing— I ”he ought to
do them well.**
“But you have seen for yourself that
he does not,” the returned; "he is no s
a Just steward.”
“No,” was the grave admission, “h?
is not just. It is that which grieve*
me. He has abused my trust. I shall
never believe in him again.”
"Then let me take his place. sh‘
cried eagerly. “I do not mean in the
mere keeping cf accounts—ycu will
always want some one for that—nor
even in the looking after little do -Us:
but let me be your head steward Lord
Caraven. and the welfare of your ten
ants and dependents, the well-being of
your estate, the care of your property
shall be my one interest in life. I will
be content to work early and late, tc
live without pleasure, if you will only
grant my prayer.”
"But you are a lady. Hildred. llow
could you find time for it?"
In her eagerness she forgot her re
serve—she laid her head upon his arm
and looked into his face.
”1 am not a fine lady; I am a law
yer’s daughter. It may even be that I
inherit my father's liking for business
I shall find time, believe me, if you
will give your consent.”
"What would ycu do. Hildred. sup
posing I gave my consent?” he ask,d
“Say rather what would 1 not do. I
would reform nil abuses. I would make
Ravensmere a model estate—people
should point to It as a pattern. 1
would make your laborers men; they
are now only soulless drudges. I would
pull down those wretched cottages
where squalor and disease run riot
and build in their places houses such
as even the poor could love. I would
educate the children. What a que3
tlon it is you ask me! What would •
not do?"
The earl rose from his chair; he bent
his head with chivalrous grace befor?
her.
"My wife,” he said, "you shame me.’
“No,” she cried, “you must not sa>
that to me.”
“I repeat it —you shame me,” he
went on. “Yes. I give my consent —
my free, full, hearty consent. You will
make a better mistress of Ravensmere
than Ido a master. You shall be the
queen regnant; I will be your prime
minister. I place aftd leave all author
ity in your hands, and I promise you
most faithfully that 1 will never inter
fere; you shall pull down and build up
' you shall do just as you will, I will
i never Interfere.”
j She was so overjoyed with his protn
! Isns, with the change in his manner,
with the earnestness of his face, that
she forgot all about her restraint and
indifference, and she kissed the hand
that held her own. She saw her bus
hand’s face flush crimson, and she
drew hack suddenly.
"I beg your pardon.” she said. ”1
am very sorry. I did not think o!
what 1 was doing, I was so over
joyed.”
He took no notice of the Involuntary
caress, nor of the apology, though both
had struck him.
“I am glad that you are pleased, Hil
dred," he said. “In placing my inter
ests In your hands I feel that I have
done today the wisest action of my life.
Tomorrow we will send for Blantyre
and you shall confront him.
She left him then, pleased, happy,
confused, with an overwhelming sens
of the responsibilities she had assumed
and with something, she could hardly
tell what, stirring in her heart, while
Lord Caraven looked in amazement a*
the hand she had kissed. Ho wondered
if he should ever understand her; and
he began dimly to perceive that in the
money lender's daughter he had found
a noble, hlgh-sottled, glorious woman.
Then he smiled to himself, thinking
that In these strange days It was im
possible to understand anything, and
that it was within the bounds of pos
sibility that Hildred inherited her fath
er’s talents for business.
“And an excellent thing it will bo
for me,” he said, “If she has/
(To be Continued.)
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