Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 26, Number 27, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 28 December 1895 — Page 6

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When I got to this point :in my retrospections, I tried to recolleot what had happened next—why I had gone to sleep In that ourious and sudden fashion. Was it?—ah, the wine—the wine must have been uncommonly strong. And this oabln—this was not the parlour where I had gone to sleep. Then I must have been brought here while I slumbered like a log!

I can aoarcely explain how the idea giadually dawned upon me that I bad been purposely decoyed from home by that detective—as he called himself— drugged, and then conveyed while in^sensible on board this vessel as the readiest means of getting rid of a dangerous witness. But pieoe by piece these facta shaped themselves In my mind, $t and I knew that I was another vlotim of the Way borough Tragedy!

But with thin knowledge my con rage rose, and then came the determination to resist they bad got hold of the wrong jjfj person—I waa not the sort that uncom- ||. plaining heroines are made of. Anger quickly took the place of fear, and IV' roused me to action.

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What was this? This was not our cozy bed-room, this tiny, half-lighted place, with the bed seemingly fixed to the side of the wall, and a canopy stretched over it! Where was I then, and what bad happened?

There was a familiar look, too, in the little room—the round window—I could seeit was round, even through the thick curtain which hung over it—like the port-hole of a ship I once was in the bed, like a berth. Why, I was in a ship, lp and this was the cabin 1 With abound 8^'' I was out of bed—sideways this time— §£.' across the floor, and, the curtain pulled aside, with my face glued to the tiny jJL", window. It was so encrusted over with iVi dust and dirt that I could see nothing, but by dint of a desperate pushing and pulling with the energy of despair, I managed to drag open the rusty fastenings, and throw it back on its hinges.

Ah, I was right! "Water, water everywhere, and not a drop to drink," the fy- Ancient Mariner said, and so it seemed »to me, too, in those few moments of noncomprehension and fright, though in |4 reality the strong sunlight outside, refe fleeted baok from the glassy surface of the water, dazzled my eyes, and prevented me seeing more than a few yards

In front of me. With the perspiration ftandlng in -p great beads on "my forehead, I sank helplessly on to the only chair the cabin boasted./ As I did so, my eyes fell on my attire, and I perceived that I was fully dressed as though to go out—dressed, that is to say, with the exception only of my hat and gloves and boots—these lay in a little heap on the floor. And oh, my head, how it throbbed and aohed, and how tired and helpless all my limbs felt! How did I oome here? What had

I been doing to make me feel so washed out and good-for-nothing? Then, ail in a moment, came the remembrance of the doings of yesterday— was it yesterday?—the visit to the City, waiting for the Inspector, my hearty lunoh of sandwiches and sherry, and at last the sinking to sleep on the hard fe aofa!

By M. F. Baly,

Author of "A Little Mistake," "An Artful Little Game," "The Vanishing Gods," &c.

[Copy righted, 1896, by M. F. Baly.]

CHAPTER VNI. A CVRIOC8 JJiPWSONMKNT.

"Is it time to get up already, Lesbia?" I murmured, sleepily, without opening my eyes. "I feel toolazy to move."

No answer came, and I repeated my question in a loader tone, but still balf asleep. No answer again. I turned over in the bed, and gave a pn#h in the direction where Leabla's slumbering form ought to have been, with the amiable intention of rousing her, but my hand came sharply in contact with the hard wall. The pain of the blow made me jump up in bed with a startled exclamation. v.- jgg |j||

Jump up, did I say? Well. I tried to do so, at all events, but, to my unbounded astonishment and dismay, my head, »s I rose, struck what appeared to be the ceiling, in a most unexpected and unpleasant manner, and I sank down again quickly. "What in the world has happened," I said, aloud, rubbing the injured spot on my cranium. "Has the roof fallen inT And, oh, where is Lesbia*"

Thoroughly roused at last, I began to look cautiously round me in the dim light, dreading some disaster, fearful of putting my feet out of bed until I knew I could do so with safety.

submit to it," I cried aloud,

•«I will rouse the ship—tber* must be mother passengers. I will throw myself son their protection and demand to be set free."

And rushing to the door I shook It 5 with all my might, only to find It locked, as I might have expected. "Open, open," I screamed. "Open, in the name of Justice, any one who may hear me. I am a prisoner here. Help! help!"

Presently 1 heard shambling footsteps 5- ^s coming along outside, ancj, the door waa ^slowly unlocked, revealing the form of a bent old woman In white mob cap and black stuff gown. "So you are awake at last, yo'ung lady," •he aaid, not unkindly. "Holty, toity, what a noise to make. Do you think you are going to be murdered, my dear?" "Let me out. Why am I locked to hero? How did I get on board this vessel? Where Mrs we?" "Gently, gently one quenU6n at a time, if you please,"said the old woman

In her quavering voloe. "As to why yon are looked to then, young lady, it was Master Philip's orders that your door should be fastened, for fear you should be frightened when you woke op, perhaps In the night, and not knowing where yon were, walk overboard In the darkness." "And who is Master Philip?" Issked, impatiently. "Is he theoapUin? If so, take me to htm. There Is some mistake, and the ship must be stopped at onoe." "The boat stopped, Is !t? Why, blees me* honey, snrsean't yon feel that we'rs not moving at all, at ell?"

Now she drew my attention to it, no more we were. In my agitation I had quite over-looked this self evident faot. •«As to where you are and why you are here," continued the old woman, "that Is not for the likes of me to say. You had better ask Master Philip himself, can take you to him if you like he told me to say so." "Let us go at once, then," and I tried to pass her, but she gently barred my a "Why, honey, sure ybtj wouldn't go and speak to a gentlemen In snch a state of untidiness? Won't you have awash and a brush up? And you haven't even got your shoes on!"

True, I did look unkempt to the last degree, I decided, glanoing at my reflection in the little looking-glass. There was now no such desperate hurry for a moment or two, and no doubt a wash would greatly refresh me, and ease my weary, aching head. The old woman fetched warm water and toilet neccessaries, and in a short time I was ready to accompany her on deck, feeling much better for my hasty toilet.

A short flight of steps led to the outer world, and as we arrived at the top, and stepped out on to the deck, I stopped short, uttering an exclamation of profound astonishment. I could scaroely believe my eyes!

For we were not at sea at all! Neither were we anchored in any cosy bay, or seaside harbor, but were moored to a tiny island in the middle of a lake! The lake seemed of considerable extent, and was fringed all round at a, Bhort distance from the shore with a belt of low trees, with here and there a taller one by way of contrast, and all of them clothed in their pretty summer dress of green, tempered, however, to a uniform hue by the lateness of the season—mid July— when most foliage has lost its spring freshness, and not yet acquired the varied tints of autumn. A profound silence reigned around, only broken occasionally by the distant bark of a dog, the bleating of a sheep, or the call of a wild duck as be flew startled out of the rushes along the distant bank. Now and again a bee would come droning lazily by, or a trout would jump out of the clear water to catch a too ventursome fly. The scene reminded me of Sleeping Beauty's enohanted island, so quiet and peaceful did everything seem. This peace tended to sooth my outraged feelings, and made me say to myself with a smile, apropos of the enohanted island, "And I am the enchanted Princess, I suppose but where is the'Prince? Far away from here, alas! My Prince, at least."

And our ship. It was sot a ship proper, only an ordinary barge or houseboat, suoh as one sees by the soore at Henley or any other plaoe on Father Thames on a snmmen day. To the right of my sleeping cabin, on the other side of the little staircase, was a dainty saloon, fitted up in crimson and gold, and bearing on its table, whioh was covered with a snow-white cloth, a breakfast servioe of blue china, set out as if in anticipation of an approaohing meal. Outside, on the forward part of the boat, I could just perceive the legs of a man revealed under a white awning, and, to judge by the fishing line which was continually bobbing up and down in the water, I came to the conclusion that the owner of the legs aforesaid was engaged in the noble pastime of angling. By the way, was the man deaf, that he had not heard my frantic cries for help halt an hour previously, or had he simply ignored them? "There's the master, just ahead, and jishing as usual," said my companion. "And, now, honey, while yuu are asking your questions, I'll go and get you some breakfast, for it's fasting I'm thinking you'll be."

With these words she disappeared down the companion ladder (if I may dignify it by suoh a title), and I was left to make my way alone and unannounced to the side of the master of the houseboat—and my jailor. Apparently he heard my approach, for the legs suddenly disappeared for a moment, and then the awning was pushed aside, and a tall figure came out into the sunshine with outstretched hand. ,» "Good morning, Miss Trevof. I hope you have had a good night's rest, and found everything oomfortable, and to your liking."

I was so completely taken abaok by thl* reception, both that and the man being so utterly atflerent from what I was expecting, that involuntarily I gave my hand in return, and fotind it shaken warmly. The next moment I recollected myself, and withdrew my hand sharply, biting my lips in vexation. "Before I answer any of your %isstions, Mr "©alder we will say for the present," he interpolated, quietly, speaking with a slight—very slight—Irish accent. "It will serve as well as another" "Then, Mr, Calder," I repeated with all the dignity I oould assume, "I should be glad to know why I was brought here and detained a prisoner against my will." "By all means," he answered, politely, and sUll maintaining unruffled his pleasant manner. "But, first, will you not take a seat under this awning, out of the broiling sun. Ton will get a sun-stroke standing there without a hat." "Thank yon," was my stiff reply. "I prefer standing. What I have to say will not take long." "Nevertheless, it will be better for yon to be In the shade," he retorted, quietly Indeed, but with a masterful manner It was hard to resist and, as much to avoid discu«ston as anything else, I took his vacated seat under the awning, he standing oars!s*sly fading me, leaning against the railings. "And now," he resumed, In what 2 oould not help fancying was an am seed tons of votes "what are thesi Wslghty questions yon ars so anxious to ask? Will they n*t wait until aftar breakfast?

Ton have kept me so long, I am perfectly ravenous." "R. More and more offbhded at what I considered his Impertlnenoe, 1 lifted my eyes, and fixed them on his face with a prolonged and haughty stare, Intended to mark my displeasure at his ooolaess He bore the scrutiny without fllnohing, and seemed the reverse of cowed at my righteous wrath. This is what I saw,

A tall man of about five and. thirty years of age, of bright, obeery presenoe, yet with power written as though in large letters all over him, from head to foot. There was power in that clear-cut, olean-shaven ohln, and those bright, bold eyes, power in the massive forehead, the full prominent eyebrow, and firm, close-shut mouth, power in the well formed, sinewy hand, In the straight, well set-up figure, aud firmly balanced feet. Every movement, every pose of bis whole body seemed to prove that here was a man gifted to command, and oompetent to control, for good or for evil.

I will not deny that his bearing exertedits influence over me, tending at first to confuse my senses, and make my perfectly natural desire tor an explanation Bhow up In a trivial light, somewhat like the petulant dlsoontent of a child against its mother's wise restrictions for its own gootl. But I nerved myself to resist the feeling. I had never been a coward, and a moment's calm reflection convinced me that there was nothing unreasonable in my demand—quite the contrary, in fact. "I should like to know," I resumed, firmly, "why I am here, your unwilling —prisoner or gueut, I scarcely know which." "Quest, I hope," he answered, smiling and showing his white teeth. I shook my shoulders impatiently. "We will not discuss that point at present. Am I to ask for the third time why I am here?" "You will have it then," he said, in the indulgent manner one would use to a child, the smile never for a moment leaving his faoe. "It Is a pity, I thought we might have been such a pleasant little party here, you and I, and old Norah to play propriety, and that you would have been content to stay for a day or two in this solitude, and ask no questions." "That is so likely,"—tossing my head "not being an irresponsible and unreasoning baby onoe more, will you answer me or not?" "Yes." And for one moment, and one moment only, the smile left his faoe, and his eyes flashed—then he was again tho polished dignified man of the world. "Well?" impatiently. "When young ladies," he began slowly, flicking the ash from his cigar—"By the way, I never asked you if you objected to smoking. Pray pardon me—it is not objectionable to you? No? Well, then, to resume—it is a pity, you know —but when young ladies take to dreaming dreams and making themselves so romantically interesting they must, like Patriaroh Joseph of old, be temporarily put down a well. Your well, my dear Miss Trevor, during the next two days or so, is this oomfortable house-boat, set in the midst of this seoluded but romantio scenery. Let me advise you to be thankful for small meroies and enquire no further. And now may we go to breakfast? I am really hungry, I assure you." "And you fanoy I shall be satisfied with that explanation?" I retorted, rising angrily. "You imagine for one moment that in this nineteenth oentury a lady can be decoyed from her house under false pretenses, taken to some low den in the city, where she is drugged, and then seoretly conveyed on to a boat, wherever It may be, and not ask questions Your ideas of our average intelligence must indeed be limited." "You area very determined young lady," he replied. "What more do you wanttoknow? Your description of yesterday's events is, so far as it goes, perfectly correct. It was deemed necessary that you Bhould be kept out of the way for a day or two, so you were brought here, where you are not likely to be found." "But why should I be kept out of the way? What barm have I done?" "Does not the reason ocour to you? Are you not prepared to give evidenoe and information against those men connected with the affair at Wayborough. "Do you mean to say," I faltered, turning pale at his words. "Do you mean to say that you are shielding those oowardly brutes that I was brought here in order to let them escape? That you—ah, horrible thought—that you are perhaps one of them yourself?"

He shrugged his shoulders and smiled again in a superior kind of way, as though in pity for my weakness. "Gently, gently, young lady, you are going too fast. No, 1 am not one of those men, if that knowledge affords you any satisfaction. And now, since we are evidently not to get any food until I have unburdened myself, there is notb ing for it, Isuppose, but to tell ynu some of the reason*, at least, which have actuated us in our present course, resulting in our temporary detention. Or stay, suppose we strike a bargain wn will go below and bare some breakfast together now hoist a flag of truce, in faot, and I promise faithfully when we return on deck to enlighten you somewhat as to your present position. Will you oonsent te that?" "And who Is to know," I answered, cautiously, for my late experience bad made me suspicious "who Is to know that I am not to be drugged again In order to put a stop to unwelcome que* tions?" "On my honour, as a gentleman—ah, ou start, I see—but, I assure you that owever the outside world might in lis ignorance denominate my present conduct, I was born with a claim to that [OOKTIMUKD on THIRD PAOK.}

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