Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 20, Number 1, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 29 June 1889 — Page 2

CHAPTER XVIIL

EDWARD

COSSET

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Accordingly, at 8 o'clock precisely, ho was shown into tho drawing room at The Oaks. Mrs. Quest was not there indeed, he waited for ten minutes before she came in. She was very pale, so pale that the blue veins on her forehead showed distinctly through her ivory skin, and there was a curious intensity about her mauuor which frightened him. She was very quet also, unnaturally so, Indeed but her quiet was of the ominous uature of the silenoe before the storm, and when she spoke her woitls were keen, and quick, and vivid.

She did not shake hands with him, but sat down and looked at him, slowly fanning nerself with painted ivory fan which sho took up from the table. "You sent (or me, Belle, and here 1 am," be said, breaking tho silence.

Then she sjioka "You told mo tho other day," she said, "that you were not engaged to be married to Ida do la Molle. it was uot true. You ure engaged to be married to her." "Whosaid «of' be asked defiantly. "Quest, I suppose!" "I have it on a better authority," she answered "I have it from Miss do la Molle her •elf. Now liston, Edward Oossey. When let you go I made a condition, and that condition was that you should not marry Ida do la Molle. Do you still intend to uiarry l.erf" "You bad it from Idaf' he said, disregarding her question "then you must havo spoken to I»la—you must have told h»r everything. I suspected as much from her manner the other night. You"—— "Then it is true," she broke iu, coldly. "U Is true, and in addition to your other failings, Edward, you are a coward and a— liar." "What is it to you what I am or what I am not!" ho answered, savagely. "What business is it of yourst You have uo hold over me, and no claim upon me. As it is, 1 have suffered enough at your hands aud at those of your accursed husband. I have had to pay him thirty thousand pounds, do you know that! But of ooun* you know It. No doubt tho whole thing a plant, and you will share tho spoiL" "Ah!" sho said, drawing along breath. "Aud now look here," he went on. "One* and for all, 1 will not be interfered with by you. I am engaged to marry Ida de la Molle, and whether you wish or no I shall marry her. And one more thing—I will not allow you to associate with Ida. Do you understand met I will not allow it."

She bad been holding the fan before her face whilo he spoke Now she lowered it and lookod at hint. Her face waa paler than ever, paler than death, if that be possible, but in her eyee there shone* light like the light of a

"Wbynotf she said quietly.

MWhy

At that moment a diversion occurred. The drawing room looked on to the garden, and at the etui of the garden was a door which opened on to another street.

Through this door had come OoL Quaritch, accompanied by Mr. Quest* the former with his guu under his arm. They had walked up the garden, and were almost at the French window when Edward Oossey saw them. ••Control yourself,w be said in a low voice, "here is your i"

Mr. Quest st d, and knocked *i the window, which his wife opened. When be •aw Edward Cossey he hesitated a little, and then nodded to him, while the colonel oame forward, and placing his gun by the wall enteral the room, shook bands with Mr*. Quear. stH bowed coldly to Edward Goosey. "I )e colonel, Belle," said Mr. Quest, "coming bere witb the benevolent intention of givirr some so I brought him up by (L"That It very kind of you, C«L Quai-itch," a *~ttile tfor sha had the

BY H. RIDER HAGGARD.

MEZTS WITH AX ACCHMCST.

On the day following that upon which Edward Coosey had beau terrified into transferring the Hanfcam mortgages to Mr. Que?t, the colonel went oat shooting, lie had on the previous day become the possessor of a new bammcrless gun by a well known London maker, of which he stood in considerable need. He hod treated himself to this gun when be came into his aunt's little fortune, but it was only just completed. The weapon was a beauuful one, and at any other tune it would have tilled bis sportsman's heart with joy. Even as it was, when be put it together nuiid balanced it and took imaginary shots at blackbirds iu the garden, for a little while he forgot his sorrows, for the sorrow must indeed bo heavy which anew hammer less gun by such a maker cannot do something toward lightening. So on ttte next morning he took his gun aud prooeeded to do the marshes by the river, where, he waa credibly informed^ several whisps of snipe had been seen, to attempt to shoot some of tbeui aud put the new weapon to the test.

this same morning that Edward

Cossey got a letter which disturbed him not a littj.j. It was from Belle Quest, and ran thus: "Dear Mr. Cosset—Will you come over and mo this afternoon about S o'clock? I sh\il expect you, so I am sure you will not disappoint me. B. Q."

For a long while he hesitated what to do. Belle Quest was at the present juncture the very lu#t person whom hie wished to see. His nerves were shaken, and be feared a scene but on the ocher hand he did not know what danger might threaten him if he did not go. Quest hud got his prioe, and he knew that be had uothiug more to fear from bim 'buta jealous woman has no prioe, and if be did not humor her it might, he felt, be at a risk which bo could not estimate. Also, he was nervously anxious to give no further cause for gossip. A sudden outward and visible cessatiou of bis intimacy with the Quests in a little country town like Botsingbam, where all his movements were known, might, he thought, give rise to surmises and suspicion. Bo, albeit with a faint heart, be determined to go.

notf he answered savagely. "1

wonder that you think it necessary to ask •toh a question hat as you do I will tell yoa why. Because Ida Is the lady whom I am going to marry, and I do not choose that idle should associate with a woman who is what you am." "Ah!" she Mid again "I understand now."

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passed out into the garden, talking. "Here are t*M» snipe. Mrs. Quest," he said. "I have had rather good luck. I killed four oouple and missed two couple mote but thai 2 had a new gun, and one can never shoot so well with a new gun." "Oh, thank yon," she said, "do pull out the •painters' for ma. I like to pot them in my riding bat, and I never can find than my self." "Very well,* be answered, "but I must, go into the garden to do it there is not light enough here. It gets dark so soon now."

Accordingly be stepped out through the window, and began to hunt for the pretty little feathers which are to be found at the angle of a snipe's wing. "Is that the new gun, CoL Quaritchf" said Mrs. Quest, presently "what a beautiful one!" "Be careful," be said taken the cartridges out."

If be had been looking at her, which at tho moment he was not, Harold would have seen her stagger and catch at the wall for support. Then be would have seen an awful ana mar levolent light of sudden determination pass across her face. "All right," she said. "I know all about guns. My father used to shoot, and I always cleaned bis gun," and she took the weapon up and begau to examine the engraving on the locks. "What is this?" she said, pointing to a little slide above the locks, on which the word "safe" was engraved in gold letters. "Oh, that's the safety bolt," be said. "When you see the word 'safe,' the locks are barred, and the gun won't go off. You have to push the bolt forward before you can tire." "SoF she said, carelessly, and suiting the action to the word. "Yes, so but please be careful, the gun is loaded." "Yes, I'll be careful," she answered. "Well, it is a very pretty gun, and so light that I believe I could shoot with it myself."

Meanwhile Edward Cossey and Mr. Quest, who were walking toward them, bad separated, Mr. Quest going to the right across the lawn to pick up a glove which had dropped upon the grass, while Edward Cossey slowly sauntered toward them. When ho was about isiuo paces off be too halted, and, stooping a little, looked abstractedly at a white Japanese chrysanthemum which was still in bloom. Mrs. Quest turned, as the colonel thought, to put the guu back against the wall. He would havo offered to take it from her, but at the moment both his hands were occupied in extracting one of the "painters" from a snipe. The next thing that he was aware of was a loud explosion, followed by an exclamation or rather a cry from Mrs. Quest. He dropped the snipe and looked up, just in time to see the gun, which had leaped from her hands with the recoil, strike against the wall of the house and fall to the ground. Instantly, whether by instinct or by chanty he never knew, he glanced toward the placo where Edward Coesey was standing, aud saw that his face was streaming with blood and that his right arm hung helpless by his Bide. Even as ho looked, be saw him put his uninjured hand to his head and, without a word or sound sink down on the gravel path.

For a second th»r* was gilcne*. For a second there was silence, and 6m blue smoke from the gun hung heavily upon the damp autumn air. In the midst of it stood Belle Quest like one transfixed, her lips apart, ber blue eyes opened wide, and the stamp of terror—or was it guilt!—upon her pallid face.

All this he saw in a flash, and then ran to the bleeding heap upon the graveL Ha reached it almost simultaneously with Mr. Qoest, and together they turned the body over. But still Belle stood there enveloped in the heavy smoke.

Presently, however, her trance left ber, and she ran up, flung herself upon ber knees, and looked at ber farmer lover whose teas and head were now a mass of blood. "He is deadr* she wailed "be is deed, and I hare killed him. Oh, Edwardl Edward!*

Mr. Qoeet turned on her savagely so »T «g»ly that one might almost hava thought that lm feared lest in ber agony she should say something further. •'Stop that,* he said, sriring ber arm, "and go for the doctor: for if he Is no* dead he will soon bleed to oeath.*

With an effort she rose, pot ber band to her forehead, and then ran like the wind down the garbed and throngh the HM» door.

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Mr. Qoestand Harold hot* the blending man, whether be was sansalesBor dead they knew not, into the hooss and laid him on the so6l Then, having dispatched aeervant to "a second doctor in case the one slready g._a for wrt oat, tbey set to work to cut the cloUw from his neck and arm, and do what thsy o'm* !. i: I that was little enough, toward t*» bleeding. It soon, how«r«r, tox ins eri: that Ckaaev hsdc '.y gott'-o- ••portk-: il tr tgeof Sc. hac by -.it .ItM J«t«f tl- :..r- iMtf dredor so wfc. a wottld gt or-, ary &---<• -i- Hau i,at thatdisti B,h. been In a an A I -, y.. r.t: IU i..nsekaai ^leri^wior

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"By AweT Mr.'Qoest, "I thinks he is Hnnn for.1* The colonel nodded. He bad had soma ex perifin oft of shot wounds, and tho present one was not of nature to encourage hope of the patient's survival.

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did it happen!" Ssked Mr. Quest pre-

sently, as he mopped up the streaming blood with a sponge. "It was an accident,1* groaned the colonel. "Your wife was looking at my new gun. I told ber that it was loaded, and that she must be careful, and I thought she had put it down. The next thing that I heard was the report. It is all my cursed fault for leaving the cartridges in." "Ah," said Mr. Quest, "she always thought that she understood guns. It is a shocking accident."

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one of the doctors came running

up the lawn carrying a box of instruments, and followed by Belle [Quest and in another in inn to was at work. He was a quick and skillful surgeon, and having announoed that tho ptiant was not dead, at onoe set to work to tie one of the smaller arteries in the throat, which had been pierced, and through which Edward Cossey was rapidly bleeding to death. By the time that this was done the other doctor, an older man, put in an appearance, and together they made a rapid examination of the injuries.

Belle stood by holding a basin of water. Sho did cot speak, and on her face was that same fixed look of horror which Harold had observed after the discharge' of the gun.

When tho examination was finished, the two doctors whispered together for a few seconds. "Will he liver asked Mr. Quest "We cannot say," answered the older doctor. "We do not think it probable that he wilL It will depend upon the extent of the injuries, and whether or no they have ex tended to the spina If he does live he will probably be paralyzed to some extent, and he will certainly lose the hearing of the right ear."

When she heard this Belle sunk down upon a chair overwhelmed, and then the two doctors, assisted by Harold, set to work to carry Edward Cossey into another room which had been rapidly prepared, leaving Mr. Quest alone with his wifa

He came and stood in front of her and looked her in the face, and then laughed. Upon my word," he said, "we men ore bad enough, but you women beat us in wickedness."

What do you meanf' she laid, faintly. I mean that you are a murderess, Belle," he said, solemnly. "And you area bungler, too. You could not hold the gun straight.

I deny it," she said, "the gun went off"— Ji' "Yes," he said, "you are wise to make no admissions they might be used in evidence against you. Let me counsel you to make no admissions. But uow look hera I suppose that this man will have to lie in this house until bo recovers or dies, aud that you will help to nurse him. Wei), I will have none of your murderous work goifig oil here. Do you hear me You are uot to complete at leisure what you have begun in basta" "What do you take me l'arf' she asked, with some return of spirit do you think 1 would in jura a wounded man!" "I do uot know," he auswei*ed, with a shru£, "aud as for what I take you for, I take you for a woman whose passion has njuclo her mud," and he turned and left the rooui.

Wacu they had got Edward Cossey, dead or olive—aud ho looked more like death tiurn tile—up to tho room prepared for him, tho coiouol, seeing that he could bo of no lurther uso, Itft him with a view of going at once to the castle.

Ou his way out be looked into tho drawing room aud there was Mrs. Quest, still sitting on the chair and gazing blankly before her. Pitying her, he eutered. "Conic, cbeor up, Mid. Quest," ho said, kiudly, "they ho^e tnat he will live."

Sho made no answer. "it is an awful aocident but I am almost as culpable as you, for I left tho cartridges in tho guu. Anyhow, God's will be dona "Uod's willl" sho said, lookiug up, and then ouco more relapsed iuto silenca

He turned to go, when suddenly she frbio and caught him by the arm. "Will he die!" she said, almost fiercely. "Tell me what you think—uot what the doctors say—you have seeu lots of wounded men and know better than they do. Tell me the truth." "1 cannot say," he answered, shaking bis head.

Apparently she interpreted bis answer as yes. At any rate she oovered her face with ber hands. "What would you do, CoL Quaritch, if you had killed the only thing you loved in the whole worldf she asked presently. "Oh, what am I saying!—I am off my bead. Leave me and go aud tell Ida it will be good news for Ida."

Accordingly, having picked up his gun from the spot when it bad fallen from the hands of Mrs. Quest, be started for the castla

And then it was that for the first time there flashed upon his mind the extraordinary importance of this dreadful aocident in its bearing upon his own affairs. If Ccwey died he could not marry Ida, that was clear. That was what Mrs. Quest must have meant when she said that it would bo good news for Ida. But how did she know anything about Ida's engagement to Edward Cossey! And by Jove! what did the woman mean when she ssked what he would do if he bad killed the only thing be loved in the worldf Cossey must be the •'only thing she loved," and now he thought of it, when she believed that be was dead she palled him "Edward, Edward."

How, Harold Quaritch was as simple and unsuspicious a man as it would be essy to find, but he was no fooL He bad moved •boot the world and on various occasions oome In contact with casss of fids tort, as most othsr men have done He knew that when«a woman, in a moment of distress oaDe a man by his Christian name it is because A* is in the habit of thinking of him and •peaking to him by that name. Not that there was much in that by itself, bat in public she sailed him "Mr. Cossey." "Edward" eleaiiy then waa the "only thing she loved," and Edward was secretly engaged to Ida. and Mrs. Quest knew it.

Now, when a man has the fortune, or rather the misfortune, to be the only tiling a married woman ever loved, and when that married woman to aware of the fact of his devotion for and engagement to somebody else, It Is obvious, he reflected, that in nine cases oat of ten the knowledge will excite strong feelings in her bmeest, feelings, indeed, which in same natures avoid amount almost to madness.

Whan he had first seen Mrs. Quest that afternoon she and Cossey were alone together, and ha had noticed something unusual about her, something unnatural and interna. Indeed had, he remembered, teld ber that

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handled it. Was it likely that it exploded of itself, or owing to an acc.dental touch of the trigger! It was possible, but not likely. Still, such things had been known to happen, and it would be impossible to prove that it bad not happened in this caaa If it was an attempted murder it was very cleverly managed^ because nobody could prove that it was not accidental. But could it be that that soft, beautiful, baby faced wtiUinn had on the spur of the moment taken advantage of his loaded gun to wreak her jealousy aud her wrongs upon her faithless lover! Well, the face is no mirror of the quality of the soul within, and it was possibla Further than that, it did not seem to him to be his business to inquire.

By this time be was at the castla The squire was out, but Ida was in, aud he was shown into the drawing room while the servant went to seek her. Presently he heard bar dress rustle upon the stairs, and the sound of it sent the blood to his heart, for where is the music that is more sweet than the rustling of the dress of the woman whom we love!

She came in and shook hands with him. "Why, what is the matter I" she said, noticing the disturbed expression on his faca "Well," he said, "there.has been an accident—a very bad accident." "Who!" she said. "Not my father!" "No, no Mr. Cossey." "Oh," she said, with a sigh of relief. "Why did you frighten me sof

The colonel smiled grimly at this unconscious exhibition of the relative state of her affections. "What has happened to himP asked Ida, this time with a suitable expression of couoern. "He has been accidentally shot." A "Who byf1 J* "Mrs. Quest." "Then she did it on purpose—I mean—is he dead!"

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"No, but I believe he will die." They looked at each other, and each read in the eyes of the other the thought which passed through their brain. If Edward Cossey died, they would be free to marry. So clearly did they read it that Ida actually interpreted it in words. "You must not think that," she said. "It is very wrong." *.4 "It is wrong," answered the colonel, apparently in no way surprised at her interpretation of his thoughts, "but unfortunately human nature is human nature."

Then he weut oil to tell her all about it. Ida made no comment,* that is after those first words "she did it on purpose," which burst from her in her astonishment. She felt, and he felt too, that the question as to how that guu went off was one which was best left uninquired into by them. No doubt if the man died there would be an inquest, aud the whole matter would be investigated. Meanwhile one thing was certain, Edward Cossey, whom she was engaged to, was shot and likely to dia

Presently, while they were still talking, the squire came iu from his walk, and to him also the story was told, and, to judge from tho expression of his face, he thought it a serious one enough. If Edward Cossey died, the mortgages over the Honham property would, as he thought, of course pass to his heir, who, unles* he had made a will, which was not probable, would be his father, old Mr. Cossey, the banker, from whom Mi*, de la Molle well kuew he had little mercy to ex pect. This was serious enough, and what was still more serious was that all the bright prospects in which he had for some days been basking, of the re-establishment of his family upon a securer basis than it had occupied for generations, would vanish like a vision, ftow, he was uot more worldly minded than other men, but he did most fondly cherish the natural desire to see the family fortunes once more in the ascendant. The projected marriage between his daughter and Edward Cossey would have most fully brought this about, and however much he might in his secret heart distrust the man himself, and doubt whether the match was acceptable to Ida, he could not view its collapse with indifferenca While they were still talking tho dressing bell rang, and Harold rose to go.

Stop and dine, won't you, Quaritchf' said the squira Harold hesitated and looked at Ida. Sho made no movement, but her eyes said "stay," and be sighed and yielded. Dinner was rather a melancholy feast, for the squire was preoccupied with his own thoughts, and Ida had not much to say, while, so far as tho oolonel was concerned, tho recollection of the tragedy which he had witnessed that afternoon, and of all the dreadful details with which it was accompanied, was not conducive to appetita

As soon as dinner was over, the squire announced that he would wua nivo Boisinghnm to inquire bow tho wounded man was getting on, and shortly afterward be started, leaving bis daughter aud the colonel oloua

They went into the drawing room and talked about indifferent things. No word of love passed between them no word, indeed, thfrt could bear even an affectionate significance, and yet every sentence they said carried a message with it, and was as heavy with unuttcred passion as a bee with honey. For they loved each other dearly, and love is a thing that cannot be concealed by lovers from each other. Like the air impalpable, it is liko the air surrounding, and, to those who breathe, it is necessary and reaL

It was happiness to him merely to sit boside her and hear ber speak, and watch the changes of her face, and the lamp light playing upon her hair, and it was happiness to her to know that be was sitting there and watching. For the most beautiful thing aboot deep affection is its accompanying of perfect companionship and rest, a that nothing else in this life can give, mod which, like lifting clocd, reveals a glimpse of the white peaks of that heavenly paaos that wo cannot bops to tread in oar atormy journey through the world. a so the eitsniag woraaway, till at teal thsy beard the squire* kmd voto* talking to somebody outsida Presently he entered. "How is her asked lisroid. "Will bo liver "They cannot say," was the answer. "Bo* two great doctors have been telegraphed for firoai and will be down to-morrow.* [Ib be OmtmwxL]

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CINCINNATI, INDIANAPOLIS TERRE HAUTE ,V

ST. LOUIS, LAFAYETTE, and CHICAGO.

The Entire Trains run through Without change, between Cincinnati and Chicago. Pulman Sleepers and elegant Reclining Chair Cars on night trains. Magnificent Parlor Cars on Day Trains.

Trains of Vandalia Line [T, H. 4 Div.l makes close connection at Colfax with C. 1. St. JL. fc C. Ry trains for Lafayette Chicago

Pullman and Wagner Sleeping Cars ana Coaches are run through without change between StfLouis, Terre uaute and Cincinnati Indianarolis via Bee Line and Big 4.

Five Trains each way, dally except Sunday three trains each way on Sunday, between Indianapolis and Cincinnati.

The Only LiiieS'c!ro^t'owlS:

tive point for the distribution of Southern aud Eastern Truffle. The fact that it connects In the Central Union Depot, in Cincinnati, with the trains of the C. W.ARR. R., [a dt

[Cincinnati Southern,] for the Sout h, Southeast and Southwest, gives It-an advantage over all Its competitors, for no route from te or Indianapolis can make Chicago, Lafayett these connections without compel ling sengers to submit to a long and alsagre Omniqus transfer for both

and disagreeable passengers and

Through Tickets and Baggage Checks to all Principal Points can be obtained at any Ticket office, C. I. St, L. fc C. Ry, also via hi* line at all Coupon Ticket Offices throughout the country. J. H. MARTIN,

Dlst. Pass. Agt. Wa ana Meridian st. Ind'ols.

JOHN KG AN,

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s,e corner Washington Cincinnati, O

04 Miles the Shortest, 8 HourB the Quickest.

CINCINNATI to NEW ORLEANS

TIMK »7 HOURS.

Entire Train, Baggage Car, Day Coaches and Sleeping Cars through Without Change. 110 Miles the Shortest, 7 hours the Qulckost from CINCINNATI to JAOK8ONVILLUS, Fla.

Time 28 hours. Through Sleepers without change. The Short Line between Cincinnati and

Lexington, Ky., time, 2% hours Knoxville, Tenn., time, 12 hours} Ashvllle, N. C., time, 17 hours Chattanooga, Tenu.. time, 11 hours Atlanta, Oa., time, 15 hours Birmingham, Ala., time 10 hours. Direct Connections at New Orleans and Shreveport for Texas, Mexico nnd California.

Trains leave Central Union Depot, Cincinnati crossing the Famous High Bridge of Kentucky and rounding the base of Lookout Mountain.

Over one million acres of land In Alabama, the future great State of the country, subject to pre-emption. Unsurpassed climate.

For rates, maps, etc., address Neii.C. Kehk, Trnv. Pass. Agt., No. 04 W. Fourth street, Cincinnati, O.

D. G. EDWARDS, G. P. A T. A.

J. C. GAULT, Gen. Mgr.

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For rste*, time table* and Uriomatioa Is dstsil, address your nearest Ticket Agtst.

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