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THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 16.1882-

BERTHA'S TRIUMPH

A Bright and Readable Romance of English Life-

The Interesting History of an Opal Ring-

CHAPTER XIX.

When the Honorable Mr. Fancourt left Ivy Cottage after his proposal to Miss Dalton, ne might have been supposed to be a happy man. Everything he had coveted seemed to be his he had succeeded in his wooing, and the woman he had won he loved passionately, desperately, as he had said—so desperately that ne was prepared to dare all to gain possession of her. Yet at the time he was frightened opportunity and his passion had led him on, and now he would have to meet the consequences. This reflection made him fly as if pursued by some haunting fiena after he had left Lena's side that afternoon. He rode far and fast, dismissing the groom, whose presence troubled him.

In old stories of necromancy it is related how the evil spirits conjured up first appear as a nebulous mist, and -then gradually shape themselves into forms of horror. It nad been thus with Fancourt. The mist had been gradually taking form, and now the thing that presented itself before his eyes made him quail. lie could not help it, he told himself he was driven on by circumstances he could not control events. He would rather have taken a straight path, if it would only have led him whither he wanted to go if it would not so lead him, was it his fault? lie really felt himself cruelly treated by fate, inasmuch as he seemed thrust into crime. He had no enjoyment in evil deeds he was not cruel Dy nature —on the contrary, it was absolutely painful to him to inflict injury upon others. But, if they stood in his way, what could he do? Now, at any rate, he had gone too far to recede there again fate had been unkind. If he had not been left alone with Lena, he would not have spoken as he had he would only have felt his way, and waited to see if some fortuitous occurrence would holp him but now, on the contrary, circumstances impelled him down the dark road, and he must go on. lie betrayed no traces of these perturbing thoughts, however, when he called at Ivy Cottage on the following day. He had a long and satisfactory interview with Mrs. Dalton—who, although he could make no promises with regard to settlements, seemed quite content to trust to Lord Alphington's generosity—and then had the gratification of being received by Lena with sweet smiles. Mrs. Dalton had taken care to hold out before her daughter's eyes all the brilliant advantages of the conouest she had made, and under this influence Lena had, to all outward seeming, recovered her equanimity. She likea being flattered and car ressed she liked the soft places of the •world and, if the little drawback existed of not being able to feel affection for the man who was about to set her on the pinnacle of her aspirations, she must submit. She could not expect to have everything her own way. Thus her reasoning did not differ very widely from that of ner betrothed.

Some time elapsed, and the trousseau was in active preparation, when Lena found an opportunity to express her desire to have the antique opal ring imitated. Fancourt was willing enough to gratify this or any other extravagant wish of hers, and appointed the following afternoon, when he would call in his brougham for Mrs. Dalton and Lena, and take them to the jeweler's, whore Lena might give her directions. It therefore happened on this afternoon that Bertha was left alone, much to her relief.

The more she saw of Fancourt, the more thoroughly she disliked liim. He filled her with fear. She scarcely knew how to bear the idea that the happiness of one she truly loved should be intrusted to his keeping. She was weary also of the everlasting talk of clothes and jewels and furniture, as if naught else connected itself with this momentous step in life. The girls slept, in adjoining rooms, and it had been their custom to meet in one or other of the rooms while brushing their hair, to have a sisterly chat about the events of tho day. But now Lena shut herself in, and refused to talk under pretense of being tired, so that Bertha, excluded from her sister's confidence, was doubly anxious, and also lonely, though her taste and her active fingers were called into constant requisition for advice and help.

Finding herself at liberty for an hour, she opened the piano. Scarcely had she struck a few chords, however, when Douglas came in. She sprang up to meet him, a glad look upon her race. She liked nim much, and nad never felt the want of a little genial companionship more than at that moment. "Do I disturb you?'" he said, holding the hand she held out to him. "Oh, no, not in the least!" she replied, with a bright smile. "I am so

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lad to see you. I have some new songs you shall give me your opinion of them, if you like."

Douglas did like he delighted in hearing Bertha sing. When she had ended, she turned round the musicstool on which she sat, so, as to face him. After making some remark upon the music, Douglas said: "Will you be very angry with me if I ask a question on a subject that seems to be no business of mine?" "I don't think I am likely to be angry with you. What is it?" inquired Bertha. "As I came along I saw Mrs. and Miss Dalton in a carriage with Mr. Fan-

conn. is mere anytnmg serious that quarter?" Douglas looked grave as he made the inquiry. "Most serious, Bertha replied. "I dont think I need hesitate to tell you

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that my sister is engaged to Mr. court." Indeedl Has it come to that?" he exclaimed and his countenance wore a troubled, perplexed look very unusual with him. "You frighten me, Mr. Douglas," Bertha said, in alarm "you Know something of Mr. Fancourt?" "I know nothing of him personally— in fact I have seen him but once before, and that was when I met him here by accident a few weeks ago and yet I wish this had been otherwise," Douglas returned.

Douglas's tone more than his words alarmed Bertha. "I am sure you know more than you like to tell me," she said. "Pray speak out."

Douglas arose from his chair, and went to the window, as if to collect his thoughts. "I ought not to have spoken," he said, as he came back and resumed his seat "I have made a fool of myself because I cannot explain how matters stand. A secret is involved that is not mine. And now I have frightened you, and you will think me a meddlesome fellow with no more brains than Pinch here," he added, pulling the ears of tho dog, who had followed him into the room. "1 don't suppose I shall ever think that," Bertha observed "but I am sadly troubled. I don't mind confessing to you that what you say agrees with my own feelings toward Mr. Fancourt. And yet I shall not dare to say anything to mamma or Lena without some sure ground to go upon they would deem it simply nothing but my own prejudice." "Sa

ty rather your own pure instincts," la Douglas returned. "I verily believe there are women who through their very goodness instinctively discern what is evil." He paused awhile, seemingly in consideration. "Will you make ™-omise, Miss Dalton," he said at

Will you let me know when this

last. Will marriage is fixed to take place?" "I will certainly. I am sure you have some good reason, or you would not have asked it. Oh, Mr. Douglas, you have made me very unhappy 1" she cried, the tears springing to her eyes. "When I would lay down my life to make you happy!" tlie young man exclaimed, vehemently.

Bertha had been leaning against the piano, her head upon her hand she looked up, startled, as he spoke. "Do you not believe meV' he cried, his voice full of the tenderness that filled his heart. You may need a protector take me for your protector— your husband! Oh, Bertha, I love you so dearly! There is no happiness in the world but near you." "You love me!" said Bertha, in astonishment, and looking at the bright, handsome face before her, as if to assure herself that she had heard aright. "Oh, I °m so sorry!" "Sorry!" exclaimed Douglas, his cheeks blanching, as a cliill of disappointment crept over him. "Is it that you cannot like me a little then, Bertha?" "Oh, yes, I like yon very much indeed," admitted Bertha, hurriedly, grieved at the pain she had given, "only not in that way—not in the way you mean." "Have I been too precipitate—too premature?" asked Douglas. "Would you have given me a different answer if I had waited longer? My dear, I love you so fondly. Is there no hope for me?"

Bertha shook her head sadly. "I am so grieved," she said, tears quivering on her eyelashes. "But time would make no difference. Perhaps I ought to have known but I never thought of this. I hoped we were friends." "Friends!" Douglas repeated, his voice trembling with agitation. "Did you thifffr I could be with you so much, and know you so well, and not love you with more than friendship? Give me time—let me try to win or perhaps I have no right to ask," he continued, turning very pale as he watched her flushed cheeks and quivering lips. "Is there some one else who lie did not finish his sentence he was alarmed by a choking sob from Bertha, who buried her face in her hands, and burst into an agony of tears. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" Douglas cried. "I am behaving like a selfish brute. I would give my heart's best blood to save you a moment's grief, and I am causing vou onlv suffering." He shaded his face with his hand—tears were standing in his honest blue eyes, and he did not wish her to see how much he was pained. "I had built a beautiful little castle," he resumed, as soon as he could steady his voice, "but it has vanished into air." He sighed deeply, and then went on—"I will not vex you. I begin to see now how I have been mistaken." "Indeed—indeed it is not that I do not esteem you." Bertha said, in the midst of her tears, as she held out her hand "but She stopped, the burning color rushing to cheeks and brow. "Do not say a word more," Douglas requested, pressing the hand she had given him in both of his. "I ought to have known—I have myself to blame. I do not pretend to say that I don't feel this bitterly now, for I had hoped

He broke down again for a while, and then continued—"Pray do not make yourself unhappy about me. If you will not have me tor a husband, you have me for a brother. Some other I shall come back, when I satisfied with the regard you can give me. Only trust me. Do not look coldly upon me—I could not bear that. I will not presume again." "I do trust you everything," said Bertha, struggling to recover composure. "If you could only read my heart you would see hpw thoroughly I trust you. Iam so grieved that I should have been so blind, so self-absorbed. I ought to have spared you this pain." "Do not let that thought vex you," returned Douglas. "It 13 better that we should quite understand each other —better for me, don't you see? I have been but an idle, harum-scarum sort of a fellow—not half good enough for you, I know—onlv if you could have loved me Well, never mind," he broke off, dashing his hand across his eyes— "I'm abetter man for my love for you. For worlds I wouldn't have missed making your acquaintance, Bertha— you will let me call you so, will you not? I shall think more highly of all humankind for your sweet sake. Heaven bless you!"

He rose as he said these words. Bertha still went and trembled.

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Alter one Heavy, irrepressible signone fervent hand-clasp—one lingering look, he went away, a hero at thw moment, with a strong purpose at his heart.

CHAPTER XX.

After Douglas left, Bertha rushed up to her own room, and. locking the door, threw herself on her knees by the bed, burying her face. Her breast was heaving with sobs. She was grieved, heart-stricken in more ways than one. She recognized now little tokens, straws that showed which way the wind blew, which ought to have opened her eyes as to Douglas's feelings toward her. And stye liked him so much—had sometimes indulged the fancy that, if fate had

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her such a brother, it would have sen an unspeakable joy. Now she had wounded nim and driven him away —one of her best and dearest friends. "What will he think of me," she moaned, "if he has guessed that I love one who does not care for me? And yet he is so good, so noble, so clever, how can I help loving him?"

One comfort sue had. If Douglas had divined her feeling for his friend, he would not betray her St. Lawrence would never know how she loved him, he would not despise her for having given him a regard he had never sought —she felt sure of that. As she became more calm, she began to interrogate her heart—to ask herself if she could have loved Douglas, sufficiently to become his wife, if she had never known St. Lawrence but she mentally answered "No." The lively, heedless, indolent young portrait-painter could never have Deen the one she would have chosen for her protector and companion through life, affectionate, good-tempered, and generous as she acknowledged him to be.

Her meditations led her back to the summer months gone by. St. Lawrence, had surely cared for her then. Had not her heart many times thrilled under the speaking glance of his eves, at the tender tones of his voice? Why had he changed? What had she done.-1 What had happened during the last few weeks to dissipate the bright dream in which, almost unconsciously to herself, she had been living? If he had changed, she could do nothing to bring nim back. If the brief sunlight had gone out of her life, she could only submit, and try to bear up bravely. She was herself suffering what she had made Douglas suffer. They would both get over their sorrow in time. She had often read and heard that time heals all wounds, though it was hard to believe it ,im-t then.

Bertlui was too courageous, too highspirited to yield tamely to despondency. After a while she dried her tears and bathed her face, and, going down-stairs again, set herself to some work that had to be comuleted for her sister. After fixing and arranging and cutting out for some time, she recovered her outward composure but, her head still aching, she laid aside patterns and scissors, and went into the garden, her usual place of resort in all troubles.

It was a lovely afternoon there had been showers during the day, which had refreshed and cooled the air. Soft white clouds flitted across the blue of the sky the trees waved and rustled as if they were things of life, and greeted the breeze that swept through them.— Bertha had before now whispered her secret grief to the roses, and taken the lilies into her confidence. They seemed to smil« and beckon to hen as it' they would have said, "Come amongst U3 and be consoled."

Pinch, who had resumed his accustomed place, rose as his young mistress came out, and put up his paws against lier, entreating notice. "Poor old Pinch!" she said, stooping and laying her cheek against the dog's shining black head. "You liked him too. I3ut he doesn't care for us, Pinch—ho never comes now."

With,a sigh she could not su she turned into the side-walk ana along by the fruit-trees and here Mrs. Dalton and Lena found her when they returned. They came along. Mr. Fancourt had an engagement, and had been obliged to leave them, they said.

Lena began to tell Bertha the result of their visit to the jeweler's. She had chosen the opal it was not quite so fine a one as the original perhaps, but it was the best to be nad, and Mr. Fan court had given orders to have the rinj made after her drawing. He hac insisted upon making her another present before they left the shop, and she had chosen a set of turquoises. "I think, after all, blue is my color," she continued. "My bridesmaids shall have white over pale blue silk, and for-get-me-nots. Don't you think that Would be pretty." "Very pretty." Bertha replied, rather absently, as they all went together in to the house. "And, oh, Bertha, there is one thing I must tell you," said Mrs. Dalton, throwing off "her bonnet, as her custom was, on" reaching the drawing-room, Lena taking it up and carrying it off with her own things. "After we had been to the jeweler's, we drove through the Park—thero i3 not much to be seen there now, of course, as every one is out of town: but the day was so fine, I thought I should like a walk in Kensington Gardens. So we left the brougham at tho gate, and walked down to the water's side, and there whom should we see at a distance but Mr. St. Lawrence! I pointed him out to Mr. Fancourt. 'There's that clever young artist, Mr. St. Lawrence, whom you have heard us speak of,' I said.— You never saw such a start as Mr. Fancourt gave. He turned pale, and pulled Lena, who was leaning on his arm, another way, quite roughly. Just at first I thought he must have trodden on a stone and hnrt himself. Then I saw him turn his head and follow Mr. St. Lawrence with his eyes to see which way he was going. Mr. S Lawrence was walking slowly, and seemed lost in thought. He did not see us. I said to Mr. Fancourt, 'Do you know him?' And then he told me that he recognized him as a man he had met some years ago. but that ho was then passing under a different name. He said that I had better not have anything to do with him, and that he hoped he was not in the habit of coming to our house, as he should very much object to meet him. I am sorry," Mrs. Dalton went on to say, "I certainly liked Mr. St. Lawrence. But there inust be something very much against nim, you see. It will be impossible for us to receive him any longer if he turns out to be so suspicious a character." "I don't believe one word of it, mamma," Bertha exclaimed, the hot blood mounting to her cheeks. "We have never seen anvthins? in Mr. St. Law-

rence that snouia leaa us to tninK otnerwise than well of him and, after all, what do we know of Mr. Fancourt?" "My dear!" cried Mrs. Dalton in consternation at Bertha's daring speech. "Of course we know who ne is I do not mean that," said Bertha. "But he has been acknowledged as Lord Alphington's grandson only a few months, and how do we know what he was before? How do we know what his life has been? It has always seemed to me that he is not at all too fond of talking ftbout it" "My dear Bertha, I am surprised at you," Mrs. Dalton replied, angrily, taking up a fan that lay beside her. and fanning herself to cool her indignation. "We know what Mr. Fancourt is his past life is nothing to us. I can't think how you could be so indelicate as to allude to it. Of course, if he had not been Lord Alphington's grandson, his proposal to marry Lena would have Seen out of the question but Mr. St. Lawrence has no established position— it is quite another thing. One would really think at times, Bertha, that you hadn't common sense. You must see, at any rate, that we cannot have any one visiting here whom Mr. Fancourt would not like to meet." "I don't think Mr. St. Lawrence is very likely to trouble you much, mamma," Bertha returned, a little bitterly, "lie has not been here for the last three weeks." "Most likely then, as he must know that Mr. Fancourt is often here, he is afraid of meeting him—afraid of some exposure. Don't you see. Bertha, it's quite plain it must be so? If you should happen to meet him, I must insist upon your being very cool in your manner to him for my part, I shall certainly give him to understand that we do not desire any further acquaintance with him." "Mamma, I cannot promise," said Bertha, flushing painfully. "I do not believe anything against him. Mr. Douglas knows."

Well, mv dear, you are quite right to consider'Mr. Douglas," allowed the prudent mother "and when you are in a house of your own you can invite whom you please. By-the-bye, my love, don't you think it would be a very1 nice plan if Mr. Douglas were to take this house off my hands when Lena marries?" she continued jnore cheerfully, laying down her fan. "I am thinking of going into apartments at the West End, where I shall be nearer Magnus Square. Mr. Douglas's income is not very large. He probably won't want to launch out at first. I should think such a house as this might just s'uit him." "I don't think Mr. Douglas has any idea of taking a house at all, mamma,' Bertha stammered, in some confusion. "Mr. Douglas is going away." "Going away?" exclaimed Mrs. Dalton, growing very red in the face ajrain. "Going away without proposing? I have never heard of anything so dishonorable, after all the attention he has paid you. I am afraid it is your own fault, Bertha you have played your cards badly." "JL have played no cards at all, mamma, said Bertha, greatly vexed. She had no intention of revealing what had taken place that afternoon neither Douglas's declaration to herself nor his warning against Fancourt. That she was well aware would be utterly useless until theie was some basis to go upon. "lie can't go away so," decided Mrs. Dalton, after a few minutes' thought. "It's ridiculous. I shall write and ask him to dinner." "Pny do not. mamma," Bertha entreated. "Mr. Douglas and I perfectly understand each other, if that is what you are thinking of. We shall never be more to each other than good friends." "Well, I must say there never was a mother treated as I am," Mrs. Dalton lamented, drawing out her cambric handkerchief. "Here have I been planning night and day for your comfortable settlement in life, and now you talk about being nothing but friends! It's really enough to drive one wild! I am quite sure that with a little encouragement Mr. Douglas would have spoken and what better can you look for? It isn't likely you can make a great match like your sister. It wont do now, with our new connections, for you to be a teacher. What is to become of you I don't know and all might have been settled so happily."

Mrs. Dalton melted into tears as she contemplated the failure of part of her scheme. Bertha stood pale and silent, feeling rather guilty but she had no thought of giving way. "Don't be anxious about my future, mamma," she said at last. "I am sorry I cannot act as you wish, but I need not be a burden upon you. Sir Stephen and Lady Langley, when we were at theft house in the spring, asked me to go and live with them as their daughter. I declined then, because I thought you could not spare, me but I am sure they want me to go. Sir Stephen said he should speak to you about it this autumn."

Mrs. Dalton wiped her eyes—her brow cleared. "I would much rather have seen you in a house of your own at once," she said, with a sigh

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Bertha made no reply—she was only too glad to let the subject drop. In order avoid any fresh discussion of such topics, she invited her mother's attention to what she had been doing for Lena that afternoon, and Mrs. Dalton, once more absorbed in the all-im-portant subject of the trrnow.au, forgot for the time being her disappointment in Douglas and her adverse intentions toward St. Lawrence.

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