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Chapter NumberXXII
Chapter TitleMISGIVING.
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Full Date1892-03-05
Page Number1
Word Count1139
Last Corrected0000-00-00
Newspaper TitleThe Bendigo Independent (Vic. : 1891 - 1918)
Trove TitleThe Devil's Own. An Australian Story
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“Foul whisperings are abroad ; unnatural deeds Do breed unnatural troubles ; infected minds. To their deaf pillows, will discharge their secrets.”

Shakespeare. “Hallo, Armytage ! bick again. Just too late for a good dinner at the Court. « What’* a' the steer k«mni'»r; what’s u’ the steer,’" said Forth, skipping -upstairs two 'steps at a time and entering Sir Hubert Arraytage’s > room, surprised at the many articles strewn about in a state of picking, “What’s up?" “ Bad news I am sorry to siy,” said the baronet, shaking his head dolefully. “ [ have go oft' by the mail to morrow, without fail. I got the telegram in time fortunately to get away at once. Most of my traps are packed ; Gustave and Loon have worked like bricks.” “ I am very sorry for you, old fellow — bank broke? Why didn’t you wire to me ? ” said Forth, soberly. “ Because there is no occasion for you to leave. You want to remain, don’t you ? Mine is a pure business journey. [ may be back before you have quite finished your list of engagements. Don’t trouble about in**. No, not quite so bad as the bank breaking, but next door to if. One of my ogeuts has decamped, and they think they can trace him, but they want ray evidence I suppose, Look hero, Forth, never bother your head ngdn about that little Roman affair. I don’t want the money,’when Ido I’ll ask you for it fast enough. You cannot live on next to“nothing. When I’m gone I shall leave you a cheque to carry you through till wo meet agaio. We’ve had a jolly time of it together, old boy, haven’t we ? And I hope you will prove as true a friend in the future." It was the first time for many mmths that the baronet had spoken in so genu inely kind-heartednstrain. Forth wastakoa aback at the wonderful change. Of late his friend had been almost objectionably overbearing. To-night a change had come o’er the stylo and manner of Sir Hubert. He must have indeed had some bad news, « You are very good, Armytage, I must siy,” said Forth ; “but let me clear my conscience. Fact is, I made n little on Lola —enough to square you nt any rate. I only got paid last Thursday a- fi or— — “ Bosh ! rubbish ! ” said the baronet; “ you’ll wni)t it aft, old follow, but I mustn’t lose time." “ Don’t knock yourself up. What can X fto—what about your letters and tele grams ? ’’ said Forth. “ I don’t expect any, been moving about too long. By-thc-bye, I must manage to run down to B lytown. J don’t mind telling you, Forth —you may help me—there is every prospect of Mrs, Anney’ayo becoming my wife, Lady Armytage; eh, sounds well, don’t it? It is only a' question of perseverance on my part. I havo to discover the man who shot her husband. Money wi)l do much towards that end.” “Ah ! ” said Forth, “ what a pHy you wore not at her garden party to day— jolly affair, Mrs. Oholraondeley was there, and the affair ended jn a small scene, Mrs. Oholmondeley, who was there, positively affirmed that Mrs. Annelayo’n portrait of her dead husband was meant for you,” For me,” said the baronet. “ How very extraordinary.” “Yes, the commotion commenced by the widow missing a photo from a case on the table. They hunted for it high and low. It was not to be found, how ever Mrs?. Atyneyjayo had another—then followed the pc.en pJ' “ Well certainly I never thought I had a double, not in lancer uniform; that’s tho most; curious part of it,” said Uio baronel, jauntily, “ How did you hear about the uni form ? Did you ever see the photo in question ? ” said Forth. “Oh yes, ages ago; wondered how she got it, for tho one I saw on the table jin a was onq of me taken in my lancer uni^rmJ’ “Extraordinary, isn’t it? F cannot make it out. The widow is to moot Mrs. Gholipondeley to-morrow about it. It appears she £ fac simile.” “ Ah, that reminds ipe. f must tell j Gustavo to-njght.’ ; j "Presently wjll dp. Well, I’m gbid you are going to remain, you’ll bo able to help the widow to solve her mystery, Is tho photo really like mo do you think. Don’t let Vorekor, the young upstart, cut in,” “ No, no; I cannot say I see any great likeness. Tho hair is like yours, but the e?p>’eflp|ou is quite different,” ff Ah, he WJfat have been a handsome fellow if ho was anything }i):o me,” said Sir Hubert, laughingly, \Vlio was he? Never heard the name Anncylaye. He was never in tho Lancers, at least in my regiment, I could swear. It’s like his impertinence to copy mo, in my uni form too.” “ But the poor fellow is dead-long a g 0 —murdered in c del blood. I don’t yonder at tho sad face of his young wife, left alone £9 fight life’s battles with a lob c£ little pletlges hor sadly of her husband. Sho must haye Joyed him gho quite Middens one with those deep dreamy eyrs of wbon she talks of the past.” “ Hang it, Forth, what has come over you. Now, no poaching, old fellow, I never could forgive that, t am not afraid of you. Keep an eye on Voro ker. The little beauty is my property, af; least will be, and no ono else shall appropriate hor, oven for a dance, if I oan [help it, and as to a flirtation, harmless though you might cill it —'look here, ’l’d wring the fellow’s neck if I saw any man look twice at her, oven Lord V'ereker himsolf.” “ Well, if that isn’t the jollieab stroke of bounce I ever heard,” said Forth, laughing. ‘“Why, my dear follow, you haven’t got her yet, and, as to flirtations, you don't suppose rniladi, with a string of ardent admirers, \yill shut herself up nun-fashion, nnd rofuso ftp fascinatious of society, Sho ought to bo put in a glass case and shown as a curiosity if sho does, that if she has lost her heart to you and consented to be tliiae-rrtljir f p j what a poetical expression, bo sweet bo,” “ Well, you are n double distilled hum bug, Forth, and no mistake. Look here, remind me to have that heavy jewel case of mine pyt Jqtq my cab. It must bo put into my cabin; tof! Gqstayq \yill you, if you aro up first, Hon soil 4 ) n>oii ami.” CTO UK OONITXUKD.)