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CHAPTER XVIII. (Continued.)
Audroy fortunately knew nothing of
the dislike and anger she was causing.
By and by she lound the atmosphere
very close, for an awning had been raised
on deck thnt f ir.ned an impromptu ball
room ; and bidding the few around her a
hnsty "good-night," she slipped away,
heedless that Heverley Uochfort was
watching her and was following close be
hind her.
Once outside the awning Audrey drew
a deep breath. A few couples were stroll
ing to and fro, but she passed them ana
went swiftly aft.
Had she been less dazed and weary she
might have wondered at the sound of a
light cry quite close, but she was think
ing of Jack, and all else was lost upon
her.
'I will just breathe some air and then
go below," she said to herself. "It was
stifling in there!"
She stood looking over the moonlit
waters for a moment, and then turned to
go. As she did so, she was suddenly
blinded, a sense of horrible fear and help-
lessnes came over her, a strong, sickly
smell penetrated to her brain. She tried
to scream, to struggle In vain. Her
limbs lost their strength, her brain reeled
she knew no more.
There was great commotion on board
the Mona that night. By some mis
chance Lady John Glcndurwood had lost
her footing, and had fallen overboard
into the still, deep waters below, and,
by a miracle of mercy, Beverley Uoch
fort had been near at hand, had plunged
into the water, and, at xisk of hjs own
life, had succeeded in saving hers.
This was the news that was telegrapn-
ed to John Glendurwood up in Scotland,
and which caused ' his cheeks to turn
ashen gray, and then made him rush
wildly to the station, en route for the
south, while Audrey lay still and white
on' her luxurious cabin bed, carefully
watched by Mrs. Hungerford and Lady
Daleswater, whose usually impassive
countenance was pale and perturbed.
'The shock to the nerves has been very
great,'" said the doctor, wno was sum
moned hastily; "but for Mr. Itochfort's
bravery, my dear Lady Daleswater, ner
ladyship would not be alive now."
In a dim, far-off way Audrey neara an
this and pondered over it. She tried to
ransack her brain to account for tne ac
cident, but in vain. 'Even when Jack
came, and she felt his arms holding her
close to his beating heart, her memory am
not clear ; she could tell him nothing, lor
she knew nothing herself; It only trou
bled her to think about it. So Jack took
the doctor's advice and refused to allow
anv more Questions.
"She is saved, thank heaven, and tnat
Is all I care 1" he said, rather brokenly,
to his sister, and then, when he found
himself face to face with Uochfort, he
went straight up to him. "Uochfort," he
said, quietly, "hitherto I have judged you
harshlv : henceforth I will try and amend
for that judgment. I owe my wile s lire
to vou. Here is my hand. I only hope,
some day, I may be able to show my grat
itude to you and to repay you for what
vou have done.
Beverley replied by some graceiui
. m i
words, but as he was alone, be waiKea
tn the edee of the yacht and looked
across the waters.
"Here endeth the prologue," he said
to himself; "now the drama is about to
begin. . '
CHAPTER XIX.
Th trnrtv on board the Mona was
broken up. Audrey's nerves were shat
tered for the time, so that Jack was not
Jinrmv until he could remove her from
the yacht to the land.
"What do you say to a short honey
moon all alone with me before we go back
to Craiglands?" he whispered to her per
suasively, and his heart rejoiced at the
smile and blush with which she received
this Idea.
And so, despite all Lady Daleswater
could say, he carried his point, and three
days after her accident Audrey left the
Mona and went to the quietest and most
solitary part of the island that was to
be found.
She had one brief Interview with BeV'
erley Rochfort, and her voice trembled as
she tried to speak her thanks. Willie
Fullerton was standing by, and somehow
It pained and angered him to hear her
doing this.
"Had I been on board I II stake my
existence It would never have happened,",
he murmured to himself, not understand'
Ing why go curious and strong a doubt
of Rochfort's bravery and honesty should
cross his mind, but perfectly assured of
Its existence all the same. The day they
left the Isle of Wight Jack seemed full
of mystery.
"Now, I wonder if you have the least
Idea where you 'are going to, my lady?"
he observed, merrily, as they reached
London and changed trains.
"Home to Craiglands, of course."
"No, not to Craiglands Just yet."
"I really ' cannot imagine, then, but,"
with a shy little blush, "I I don't oars
where it is as long as you are with
me." '
They smiled and chatted on, happy and
serene, till they reached their Journey'i
end.
"Now do you know where you ate?"
Jack asked as they drove through some
dingy streets In a cab, leaving Murray
at the station confiding hsr disgust t
her fellow servant, the (accessor to Hen'
"No," she said In bewilderment. "I
have never been here before."
"And yet you lived here all your life.
This is Broadborough, Audrey, and "
"And are you going to take me to see
Jean, dear Jean I Oh, darling, how can
I thank you? How good you are to me I
Jack, you must thank her, you must be
good to her, for sTia was the dearest and
the best In the world to me. Jean, dear
Jean ! Oh, how slow this horse is going I"
"Audrey, I shall begin to be Jealous of
Miss Thwalt," Jack observed, with a
twinkle In his eye. "She has left the
home. Mr. Lulworth has adopted her.
You see, I know all about It. I have
been busy writing while you were dream
ing. They entered a house as Jack
poke.
"Then Jean knows I am coming?" Au
drey cried, excitedly, and then, the next
minute, she had flown up to a slender,
gray-robed figure and had flung her arms
about It with a reckless disregard for the
astonishment of the neat servant-maid,
or the portly, kind-faced Mayor.
Audrey my queen!"
"Jean darling I"
The joy of that meeting was not to be
adequately described. All Jean's fears
and stifled longings were swept away
now. Her Audrey was not changed ; she
was as sweet, as dear as ever, and how
beautiful ! '
Jack, after cordially greeting his girl
wife's friend, left them to themselves for
a moment; and then, after he had chat
ted with Mr. Lulworth. who gazed with
mingled awe and deference on Audrey,
scarcely believing his eyes, he turned to
the two girls.
Now, Audrey, I think, if you make
Inquiries, you will find that Miss
Thwait's trunks are all packed and that
we can take our departure together."
Jack Audrey paused for a moment
"Jean is to come back with me! Oh,
Jack I You darling!"
Mr. Lulworth discreetly turned his
back, but Jean looked on with tearful yet
joyful eyes as Audrey flung herself into
her husband's arms and kissed him warm-
ly.
Half an hour later a merry party was
driving to the Broadborough station. Jean
Thwalt had to pinch herself to realize
inai ic was really sne nerseir wno was
sitting there opposite thnt smart, hand
some young man, and beside her beloved
Audrey, so lovely and exquisite In her
dainty clothes. She was dazed with Joy,
speechless with excitement, and these emo
tions mingled made her pale, delicate face
almost pretty.
How they traveled to Mountberry the
two girls really could not have told. They
had so much to say, so many exclama
tions of delight and affection that the
time passed unheedlngly, and Audrey
only realized she was back In what would
be her home for some time, when on
alighting she saw the carriage, perfectly
appointed, waiting to receive them.
When at last she was alone' with hr
husband, having herself deposited Jean,
speechless with admiration, in a dainty
bedroom, she had no more words left with
which to thank him. She simply went
up to him, and putting her slender arms
about him, thanked him in a mute way
which touched him Inexpressibly.
' CHAPTER XX.
This visit of Jean's was the crowning
point of Audrey's happiness. Jean loved
to watch them strolling together, arm In
arm, through the grounds. She was
dreamer, and she transformed those two
into every hero and heroine Of history or
romance. Day by day she found some
new trait to love and admire.
As for Jack, he cordially liked the
pale, intellectual-faced girl; she was by
nature a thorough lady, and her mind
gave evidence of deep thought, that only
required culture to blossom into great
cleverness. . .
After they had been at Craiglands a
fortnight there was a bustle and a con
fusion. Miss Eraser returned to Dingle
wood House. She brought back with her
about half a dozen guests, among whom
were Mrs. Fairfax and her daughter, the
Honorable Lancelot Twist, and Beverley
Uochfort. Lady Daleswater was to Join
her in a few days, and the earl also prom
lsed the honor of his presence.
"I suppose we shall be having a wed
ding at Dinglewood before long," declar
ed Jack, one morning at luncheon.
Audrey was silent for a moment.
"Gladys will be ,at Dinglewood next
week. Must we ask them to dinner?'
she said at length.
"I really don't see why we should. If
Gladys wants to visit Mountberry she
ought to come and stay with us; she
knows that."
"But stieiia asttea ner nrst, and we
can't quarrel at her for accepting an In'
vitatlon, can we, Jean?"
"Why not ask Lady Daleswater to
come to Craiglands when her visit ends
at Dinglewood House?" Jean suggested,
timidly.
"You may do as you like, Audrey, but
I still maintain that Gladys should have
come to us first; there, kiss me, darling,
I am going to ride over to Beighton. on
business."
Audrey ran to the door with him, and
uv him mount and ride away.
"Now for our visiting, Jean," she said,
and ordered out the barouche, and went
to dress herself for th occasion.
They called at a number of houses, at
Lady Grace Huntley's, at the Everest
and many others, and. ended by alighting
for a few minutes chat with Mrs. Thorn-
gate, who was rather cold toward Aodrey,
nd then by driving to uingiewooa
House,
Audrey walked Into the drawing room,
slender, graceful form, In her dross of ,
dnrlf irreen velvet, close-fitting jnckot,
and small bat to match. Beverley Uoch
fort. an ho rose to mot the regal girl,
quickly determined that, beautiful as she
always was, she had never loonea more
beautiful than now.
Mrs. Watson was knitting by the fire,
grim as a sentinel, and Mrs. Fairfax was
dozing over a novel In the most comfort
able chair she could find.
"Mv niece Is out. Lady John," Intoned
Mrs. Watson, rising stiffly', "she is rid
ing." '
"Yes; didn't you know that? How
strange 1" And Mrs. Fairfax laughed
softly and disagreeably to herself.
I don't quite see where the strange
ness comes In," Beverley Rochfort re
torted, coolly, as he handed some tea to
Audrey and Jean.
"I merely meant it was strange that
your husband should not have told you he
was going to ride out with Sheila this
afternoon, but, no doubt, he did not think
It was necessary ; after all, they are such
old friends, Lady John, there Is no need
for you to be jealous."
"Of course, had your husband known
he was to have the pleasure of Mies
raser's company during his ride, Audrey,
he would have told you," Jean said, very
quietly, looking Mrs. Fairfax full In ths
face with her honest, clear, gray eyesi
I expect it was a haBty arrangement.
was It not, Mr. Rochfort?"
"I think you must be right, Miss
Thwalt," was his answer. He cared
nothing for Mrs. Fairfax's angry glances ;
he saw that he had made a great stride
in both Audrey's and Jean Thwait's esti
mation. "How are all your animals?"
he said, coming up to Audrey, and "con
versing in a soft, low voice.
Audrey, feeling grateful to him for
his delicate tact, responded more warmly
than she had ever addressed him before,
while Mrs. Fairfax fixed her eyeglass on
Jean, and tried to stare down the Im
pertinent young person" who had dared
to cross words with her.
"Er you are an old friend of Lady
John's, I presume, Miss er Thwalt?"
"Yes," Jean answered, laconically.
"You were educated together?"
"Yes," Jean answered a second time.
"So you STe a charity girl, too?" she
observed, slowly.
Pardon me. I was, but am no longer.
Would you really care to hear all my fam
ily history, madame? I assure you it is
most interesting. My father "
But Mrs. Fairfax drew back her chair.
This low-born creature actually had the
effrontery to be laughing at her.
"I er really don't think I will trou
ble you, Miss Thwalt."
"Well," declared Jean, as they drove
sway, "so those are the manners of the
aristocracy, are they? Give me plebeian
ways in future. What a horrid woman.
Audrey, and did you see her face thick
with paint?"
"She is certainly very disagreeable to
me. Why should she have said that about
Jack?"
'Because she is a cat, my dear child,
and she felt she must scratch."
"Well, I was really most grateful to
Mr. Rochfort. He came to the rescue
most gallantly." -
Jean was silent so long that Audrey
at last laughingly Inquired the reason.
"I was thinking about that man, Au
drey, you were quite right to fear hira;
he is dangerous. Mrs. Fairfax Is a vul
gar cat; her warfare won't harm youj
but Beverley Rochfort Is a snake, and he
will sting you when you least expec it.
That is my humble hut firm opinion. I
may be wrong, but I don't think so. Be
warned, my darling, trust to your first im
pulse and shun that man !"
(To be continued.)
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Locomotives without tracks, drawing
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Everywhere," Donald Burns, In the
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Wherever the ordinary four-wheeled
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Further on, the writer says : "In
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for military service with marked re
sults. A convoy so transported occu
pies one-eighth the Bpace of one drawn
by mules, or horses, and It travels at
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which are noted for their backward
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take up the new ideas.
Stalled. ' '
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