|Newspaper Title||Leader (Melbourne, Vic. : 1862 - 1918)|
|Trove Title||Gathered Rue. An Australian Novel|
TALES AND SKETCHES.
CATKERED RUE. .
AN AUSTRALIAN NOVEL. r
15v Ellkbton Gat. Acmon of "Diurnsa Undkh tiib Southern Cnoss," "Across the. Gulp," Aco.'
II was noon anil the tide woo low when Mora Tieowyoo, with a cautious look round lobe sure (bat Underwood was not lying in wait to inter mit her, went out to watoh in her turn to
Intercept her husband. Tie oitlor of the hotel was looking np the road li the puied ; she could.not resist tho tempta tion to epesk to liim, to-be sure oho had not miiieil her husband, oho said — 11 Mr. Trerasync hoi not eomo yot I" "No, mt'atn, I am oxpeotlng him every moment," She pused on and walked down to thn bcaoh horn whence ska could find eomo epot to watch (or Basil's sxpootod nppoarance. Site walked rapidly with downcast eyes that, with inward vision, wcro Booing the scene that eho was plan ting. Absorbed in agitating thought olio had entirely forgotten Underwood until, reaohing the rocks eho was making fai-,' she turned round ind found herself facing him. " lira Trctnayne ! how ohnrmed I am to meet you — accidentally like this," he exclaimed witli euy courtesy. "Allow me to tell you that - Narong in doing wonders for you ; I have never Teen you look bettor." Mora hail colored with relation. He held out his hand in such n manner that i Uora could not ignore It. -She was-oarrying a Hrnol and skilfully busied both hands in open- Ing it, and so without- seeming to she -avoided giving him friendly clnap. "How do you do!" sho said. -Sho was Terroui end deeply' distressed, - but her voice, ihe was thankful to poroeive, was calm and uoexprasiivt. -She oould not oonoeivo how to .heat him 10 as to put a sudden end to tho Interview, at once to satisfy herself and her hus band. He smiled ambiguously as ho pioked np a djinly little hendkerohlsf whiob had fallen out ci her pereeol as sho opened it. Ho oarried it to hie lips end then held it out toiher. '"snot mine," Mora said mendaciously. Bte could not receive the thing after nuoh a ful- »B» performance. "That moans that I may keep ill" Ho plaoed < ' reverently in his pooketbook, which he re stored to an inner pooket of hia oont with an air of something precioufla Urj, Tr«mayne— Morn— vriU you not say nn to soe ,no k«.?t0i?jUofcnow I oim here solely Meiaio I did not want to boo anybody V1 Mora gokeMberly and without looking into, his face to hjtwoB1 frank manner. M I have an attack Jlmiianliuopy juit at presont. Good morning. 1 imsoiogs solitary ramble, " . bht tarued with a little nod of dismissal m if rter S.Mi"# kalfne- Th<"ide w»« »«P- Em.i-ii ? brown rooks, which were (£?,. "n"'1" and """rusted with shell fish. Uracil!, y clouds sailed away inland in foerovsleM!? aW?y ont to se thre0 or vlthK i. " oiog up with the wind, Tuelialit -m66 ' 8hlul»B «liito;in the vivid I "ra Hil l , b«r'"g licr furthor pro- MPiuUeJM rr \ ? yachting suit and white - l5lre. Mral?.itl,i! fat0 wlth me'" he said in a hut f You must be aware Treoajno unwi. » R"1ed tl" i8veninB that 'Bl mc never hf I w ? in8uIt<"1 by order- My let(er v" "8, foot '"8id" his house again ! leil its |oure. "j!.0 y" aware of my knowledge good tnra thnn» , ""fortunate child did me a much " W" "vident that her object «»«, and ha,.'?0 1 nma at- "k opporlunlll n? ta!i"a Dft 0V8r "ino fct th,lDl£ 7U been milrelr 5,®Ir' Underwood, yon have loo that as vcn ei » I"1' "llow me to tell Udnlt it would «hl!0W 7y hu8l»>>d's wishee I J"u teipeetJi therm'?00 ! 00 your part if aa tkough yon did I ",! i« thS , 'pn",i0 TOty. KFound y» w"8 I "titrary canons Hl which to oonnult tho "roaqiiration efnKOO<l taste'— na though it Pjpot 1' Believe m? .1C.'C<1 ot ""rtnins or a kBueuco a man .IT ""thing so artificial oan fjlatol V l'0i!"lon,'Wy. madly in love 'Ite vZ i, known »t all along. JWwudbecauooh.0. aotuslly lo,t yut !fPWk ofT0a?aJeo ?,.t" our-friondship, did not ears for , ,08 88 though you I !!»%. OMR ?", Good Lord I this ie no t !®' !»e enough to uiT?i yo7' nnd you— oaro J®" to m,. Wh» ? Bnt steP towards PNary (" Prolong thia pretendod |»« FA'naI?na'8 volubility, unheed- tlu«d with n f0 of disBont. Her r embarHiseii h k " 10 7'" 00 lo"8"' i« is faUe i ? » simply angry. ol IUci. . . "of lovo you. I nevor ""Principle, doUetah"!8 7u "" '"""'""t, !'l P'eronco at m» .n " !U"# i Tout fhiamiuatlon" I 1,1 an '"uult to me— a yirtuoui, <but',itii thlai '? yny "karmlns Ut " 18 too late. No one will
beliove that you did not love -mo when they, hoar tho wholo story. They must hear it, too; if you aro.'obdurate, tho. whole -town will ring wlth it by to-night. How you loft your husband for lovo of mo"- . ; i "It i» not true, yon know It is not. You daro not spread these lies" — - - . " And bow soon wo have ohanged our minds," henresumed, disregarding hor interruptions. xiiey. know that I have boon here for more than a week. Do you think they will not boliovo my story ?", - ; ''It is monstrous. ..'You shall not spread suoh o. vile. slander..' No ono oonld believe it. I never liked yon excopt as an agreeable acquaint ance; ; :I hate you now." . "Strong language will, not reinstate you in your position. iu society, my beautiful darling ! I am sorry, you do not liko .me a little; I have had reason to think you did ; I lovo you so muoh I would be oontcnt with so little. Cume, bethink you,. tlicy are nil saying now how good and Hweot nnd dear -you are to nurse your old friend, nnd how devoted Tremayno is to ritlo down every day to see you. I enn toll them that he has been vainly endeavoring to savo the good name that you liavo so reoklesBly im perilled, and that lie has liovcr been near you. For suoh a little sacrifice on your pait they will go on saying tho same amiable things about yon. I ouiy ask — . ... "You inny sny what you like. My husband la right, and I will never speak to you again You aro unmanly to threaten a woman like this.". Mora walked a few pacos rapidly, and tripping over a smooth nnd slippery rock would liavo fallen hut for the assistance Underwood gave. She shook off his hand angrily. u'lt is surprising. how I admiro n woman in a passion I You liavo. no idea . how mueh this present mood of yours has inoreased my lovo for you, :Mora. I oallyou Mora because I ain think- ing.of.the littlo faiiy of sevoii or eight summers who danced with mo at tho harvest home in tho woolahed, and lavished kisses on me afterwards. I wish-she had kept one in reserve for me until now I".:. "I beg you will cosse this annoyance of me and permit me to.pass on alone." " I don't want to worry yon, upon my soul I don't,,. I only ask tOi.be your friend. . Let -mo came to see you now and then on the old footing of friendship, then I will ho happy in tho know- Iciigo tlint you didnotcastmo off without hear ing my defence. You do not know what Tre- mayne and I quarrelled about? Lot mo have an opportunity of telling you, then you can judge between us." "I prefer not to bear, it is nufiloient for me thAt you have quarrelled. X wish nover to see you again. You havo .offended mo hcyond all possibility of forgiveness." "Don't say that, Moral I am so entirely In earnest that you should at least pity mo. Who could have been with you as I have all this time and not adoro yon ? If Tremnyne had been in hia properplace atyour side, I should have gone away ob soon as I knawwhat my feelings towards you were. But seeing you alone, left to your own resources, neglected by him fortho material affairs of life, how could I liolp but got deeper and deeper into the meshes of your oharms until retreat was hopeless? Then the know ledge that you bad left your home rather than obey Tremayno and givo me up was not exactly of a kind to disabuse iny mind of tho hope that you— -liked mc. You see this? It is a clear logical conclusion, isn't it ?" "But- you are wrong from beginning to end, I have told you so before." "Yes, by that poor, weak, little note that Mrs. Willmott wrote for you 1 I laughed at its transparent device." -i "I cannot help your disboliof. I had a qnito different reason for leaving home— for a short time— ono having nothing whatever to do with yon. I— I am going homo to-day. I will leavo you now. - If you ohoose tosprond evil reports about mo you may do so. I will eomo to no compromise with you to hold your tongue." With a grave inclination of her head Mora pissed by him with a Btep that was slow anil dignified. She was determined tills time tint her going should not look like fright. Sho soorned hor persecutor too mueli to be afraid of him, yet she would havo given worlds to bo safe out of his reach. .Underwood was maddensd by the tono of cold reserve from the woman lie bolleved was entirely in his power. Tho blood rnshed to his face, and he showed Iris teeth in an unpleasant smile. He etrodo after her the few paces sho had plaoed between them, and oauglit her ronnd tho arm with euoh a hold as to make a struggle to re lease herself utterly futile. "You ridioulous child," ho snid ; " I am not going to lot you go like this! The laet word be tween ua is not said yet. Believe me, my friendship — tinged with love — Is less harmfnl far yon than my . enmity, no matter what Tre- mayne-says." A tall figure -stood on the low eliff facing them, too far off to hearthefr words, hut near enough to recognise thom and to take in the significance "of their attitudes, which had all the appearnnee of an extra friendly meeting. He had sood .there - but a moment when Mora discovered him. It was her husband, and it seemed to her he was conjured up by her great uoed of liiin. . ' "Basil, Basil!" sho cried with passionate fervor and hope. Whether hor voice reached trim or-not she did not know, far he had in stantly turned away.' Underwood recognised him at tho samo moment and roleased her 'arm.' Mora threw herself down on tho damp sands, and, burying her. fnoo in hor hands, .burst into A passion of tears. Undetermined what to do or sny, Underwood stood by her, silent and motionless. It was no part of Iris plan to pro- voke-an encounter with Tremayne,who oxoclled in.the use of most weapons, and had a magnifi cent physique if, for instance, a horsewhipping happened to be tho mode of ravenge ha dooidod upon. He was half inclined toTneak away and not wait to sco what aonrso the injured husband would pursue. He thought It was quite prob able that Basil had only gone as far as the hotel to fetch that lithe rhinoceros thong whip which lie bad held in suoh a significant manner at their last meeting. He was pretty sure that Basil was strong enough to do na he liked with him if he deoidsd to tako the law into his own hands and punish him far disregarding ids peremptory oommand not to speak to his wlfo again, and a scino of physical diseamfort onmo over him whieh was not unlike fear. Several minutes elapsed and there was no rsappearanoe of Tremaync. Underwood began to feel mare at ease. He rofieoted that during the momentary glanoe Tremaync lind given their aepeot must liuva been one of friendliness, nnd that Mora must liavo seemed to havo whully and wilfully disobeyed hor husband in meeting and speaking to liiin. PoBiibiy, then, his anger might be for her. This thought was oomforting to him, as it promised that Mora should suffer for her treatment of himself. Sho still sat in a heap crying bitterly, utterly rogardlcBs of his prcsonco. "What ore yotr orying for?" ho asked, im patient of her attitude and tears. " Let me liolp you up and tako you home ; we can finish our talk there. Surely I have done and Baid nothing to make you ery like this." Mora declined the hand he held out and rose to her foct ; being one of those raro oreatureo who canary without disfiguring themselves, she looked tho lovolisr, for weeping had reddened
her oheeks that anger had paled, and her eyes were the brighter for the shimmer of half dried tears. , ; Underwood forgot his resentment, he looked at her with renewed admiratiou. - , "By Jove, Mora, don't look at me ns- if you hated me I Toll mo what you wish me to do. and I swear I will do it." Mora with an ample gesturo of dismissal said, "Loaveme." " I havo sworn to do what you wishsd and I will leave you. I have a great deal more to say to yon, arid until we moot again I shall oonsider that I havo not had your flual dt oision — whether you will have my friendship or Us antithesis." Mora turned nnd walked away in silence, and he made no fnrthar nttompt to stop or follow her. Her tears Sowed again in a silent un checked stream, she wept for her lost happiness. She had seen her husband, but under what olr- eumutnnoes she dreaded to remember. Instead of : tho happy encounter she had planned and - lieliovcd so feasible, ho had ssen her in intimate conversation with tho man he had so strenuously -deolared was no fit com panion for . her. Ho must naturally have thought she was noting in defiance of the passago in his letter,, which made her return home, conditional on hor oumplinnoe with his request. . Even as ho turned after that momontnry look Mora renlisod that he had no idea of the fervor of iter nppeal to him, nor of the greatnoss of her need of his sucoor. Probably if he had heard his mme'at nil ho had taken it as an cjaoulation of dismay on discovering that he was an on looker at their meeting in that solitary place. She had boldly stated to Underwood that sho was going- homo that day. It had been her fond hopo when sho spoke, but now the hope had vanished, and eho felt a greater longing than ever to be rcconailed to her husband. Sho wearied herself - out with wandering further and further along the deserted benoh, until the rising tide warned her of the passage of time and impelled her to return by a oirouit- ons road inland. It was late in the afternoon when sho arrived at the cottage, and shoseomed so ill that Mrs. Wilmot insisted on consulting tho dootor on Iter behalf, when soon afterwards he arrived to seo her in his neatly turned out buggy with its smart white horso. Dr. O'Brien was A tall and stately Irishman, a large, smooth intellectual fnoo and suave caressing manners. He was a elose friend of Daniel ICirby, a ban vivant and a raconteur worthy of the days ol Grattan. His voice was soft and not altogether withant a suspicion of a brogue ; he was an ardent Liberal politician, a member of the Upper Hnuso (or Legislative Oouuoil), nnd prided himself on having initiated several measures of extreme utility and of far reaohing effeot-. He asked Mora a few questions, patting her hand in his paternally affectionate manner, looking over his speotaeles at her as sho spoke. "Well, well, my dear lady, we shall- be all right in time, but wo must tako care of our selves. No long walks for tho future, a littlo rational cate, which I dare say the joy of ex pectation will reeoneile you to." "Do you moan?"— Mora faltered and sVippod with a bright flooding of the cheeks. " That is JubI what I do mean," Dr. O'Brian replied facetiously, smiling benignly ; "I shall see Tremayna at the Hoasc this evening, and I shall tell him to tako especial care of you for the happinoBS of both in the near future. "Please don't, Dr., O'Brien, please don't say anything to my husband— I mean I prefer to tell him myself." ; Mora bravoly repressed lior tears as she thought how long it might be before she would havo a ahanoe of tslllng him. / " Of course, -of course, most natural. Keep quiet, take gentle exeroise, nnd lie down a good part of each day. I will Bee you from time to time. Now tell me, what news have you got of your father, my dear lady ?" : "I havo had a few lines from Aden, that is the last. He was: quite uncertain then what his plans wore to be. Ho promises to koep a journal and post it to mo as occasion servea" The dootor gave Mora a prolonged but gentle prossure of the hand. in his professional manner, and with a stately bow took his loavo. The kowledge that would have filled the cup of happiness for Mora Tremayno a few months earlier now gave her biit a mixed feeling of joy nnd sorrow, knowing that . sho had that day alienated her husband's trust and faith by acting contrary to his wishbs— though through uo fault of hor own. ' Yet it was her fault, for had she stayed at home. Underwood wonld havo been forced to abide by her husband's deaision ' and cease visiting hor. It was all Margaret's fault, bat for her sho would liavo stayed. Mora's feelings of dislike and distrust ot the ohild had augmented day by day. She was as far as ever from forgiving her the foot of her existence, or of doubting that she was the offspring of some wild bat transient passion of Basil's youth' before years had come to strengthen his moral character and sense of responsibility. Chapter XXL— Sopp'd wrm Sorrow. Tho passions ara life's perpetual rainbow. Tho _ primary,, colors are love, ambition and avArice, the complementary colors fill In tho saale of human passions. Few natnres run through the. wliolo gamut, some passionless boings know, .only. the faint and watery adumbrations, ,of , w fading band ; others ex- Eorieuee tbb most vivid, tho most passionate ues. . Basil .Tremayne had known the passion of hato in dire intensity towards the murderer of his brother,; and the keen joy of lovo far Mora. For. Underwood ho had felt no suoh oxtremity of emotion ; mixed up as he had been with tho thread; of his life, at most his feelings towards htm amounted to dislike or contempt. That is up to the moment ho turned away from tho sight of him talking with intimacy to hia wife, holding her by. the arm to say lils last words at the oonelusion of their interview. Then a rage of jealousy consumed him ; It was a passion of whloh he was ashamed as sooa as ho recognised it. . He dismissed it with thn roflebtian that if he we're jealous of Under wood it followed that it must be beoauso Mora loved him. If that were tho aase there oould be no room for jealousy, beoause his own love must have ceased to exist if she oould care for anotlicr. . He walked hastily away and returned to the stable, whore hie horso still ssddled with loosened girths was munohing a lnsoions handle of green barley. His whip was pushed through the flsp of the saddle, iio took it out and fingered it with what he dismissed as an unworthy long ing to infiiot corporal punishment on Under wood. He saw in imagination bow bo wonld writhe nnd oaper ac the litho whip onrled round hia slight frame with erucl force. He leant against tho rough wall of tho stable, waiting for his horso to finish his food, tiien ho tightened the girths and lending him out mounted nnd rode away. Ho roilo for tho first time paHt Mora's cottage, which before ho had always taken a detour to avoid. The eattaga which ills sister was to occupy was only a furlong from Morn's ; it seemed ready to resolve its inhabitants, tho doors end windows wore open, and a light wreath of smoke onrled up from the chimney of tho detaohed kltohon. He rode up to tho puling
fence and called out to a woman who was pluck; mg n fowl on the. doorstep of tho kitohoq. Shd told him that. Mrs. -Oraven .was to arrive that evening. Ho saribblod a line in bia pocket- book, nnd tearing out the leaf asked her to give it to Mrs. Craven an her arrival. He wrote : — " I am sorry that I shall not see you. I leave to-morrow for Yowarree. Mora is at her cottage near you with Mrs. Wilmott. Geoffrey U. is also at Narong. ' T will write what I have arranged about Margaret— Basil." His mind- had boon made up during the aaarter of an hour the horse had taken to nish tho bundle of greenBtuff, and as ho rode slowly along the well known road, whioh pre sented no fresh features of sufficient interest to attraat his . abstracted gaze, he- pondered the terms of the letter ho would write to biB wife to acquaint her' with his ' determination to leave hor. He lind already disposed of Margot. No sooner had Mora gone than tho girl pat on such airs of being mistress that every day tho ser vants onmo to him with complaints of hor. Tha wealth of nffootion sho would fain have lavished on him nlono was dearly purchased by the stnto of insubordination sho caused iu the household by hor tyrannous manners and ungovorned spceoh. The oxquisito melody whioh she wove for Basil on the rhro oconsions wlfen ho spent an oveuiug at home were the only joy he had of her. Hor spesoh irritated and incensed him beyond his. usual reserve and oontrol ; sho per sisted in rcpoating to him things she bail heard from the servants - about the irequeney of Underwood's visits to Mora before his roturn, and tho extreme favor with which ho was sup; posed to regard her. Through her ho unwillingly heard how the servants had gathered that hia letter with tha news of his mother's death had bcon waylaid and detained by Underwood, who had not counted on tho messenger's garrulity to an old friend amongst the servants. A vory few days of tho solo society of Margot in .tho house deaided him to send her away an the earliest possible occasion. He instituted in quiries about a suitable school for her, and had almost deoided to send hor to Sydnoy when he .beardneeidentally of a lady named Fliillipps, who was taking her only daughter to Stuttgart to study tho violin. Basil soon put raattere in train for Margot to accompany them. They wcro to start in a fow wcokB, and ho arranged that sho should spoud the intetvening time with them, so that Mrs. Fliillipps should procure her outfit. A ourious question had arisen, nnd one to which he wns unable to give a prompt answer. Margot's Christian name, untilnow had sufficed, and it bad occurred to no one that iu time she must liavo a surnamo for formal address, After some though t Basil dcoidad that she should be callod Tremnyne. The session was an nnimportant one. Supply had beon passed, and thore were no questions beforo the House in whioh his constituency was interested. Yowarree was always the better far his presence at the head of affairs, so it was no empty pretext he urged of important business calling him there. He had caught the' sound of his own name from Morn's lips, but not its signficanoa as an urgent nppeal for help— such as bo would havo rushed to answer from the meanest and poorest of her vex. He had seen her walk slowly, per haps reluetnntly, away, and Underwood rush after her to detain her. He only understood that his wifo did not trust him ; she ignored his strenuously expressed wishes, cast aside his opinions and acted in defiance of them. It never struck him that it was for love of tho man, nor that she ' was noting from dis belief of the abnraoter he hod given of him ; he thought it was merely to prove hor inde pendence. Still she' should not havo allowed her spirit of independence to curry her so fnr, and she should certainly not havo nllowed Underwood to opproaoh her with suoh familiarity. Tho remembranoo of their attitude oausod him a sharp pang, and he determined that Mora must oo made to feel that sho oould not defy him with impunity, that ho had not spoken lightly when bo snid that hor return homo must hinge on hor own Conduct, not on his. The banishment of Margot would porliaps seom to hor a compliance with her torms,-but that did not trouble him. It hurt him deeply that sho ehould consider him capable of ouah vulgar meanness as lying and slandering; lying to her about the parent age of Margot, and slandering Underwood to lowor him in her eyes. His uwn oonsoioasncss that with tho same explanation (if ho oould oondosoend to enter into It) at ono stroke he could provo his innocence was sutfioiont to re- oo'noilo him to tho situation as far as oonoerncd himself. Hia feeling was that his wifo should havo had anoh faith and oonfidenco in him ao to oeoept nny statement bo mode as absolntoly true, without any other foundation than hia word for it. It hurt his pride principally that he should find how muoh tho reverse of this was the ease. He loved her too muoh to treat ber otherwise than tenderly; but ho oomohow felt that she must humble berself ever so little before ho oould live oh the former terms of loving trust and truth. On reaohing town the first thing ho did was to go to the bouse toTnd a "pair" for thcendof tiie session ; then he had a vary busy time ar ranging for his journey and his affairs during his absonco. It was almost dawn bofore he had finishod his work and oould set himself to write the letter whioh mnst be written to his wife. Tho words had been tamed over so long in his brain that he wrote it out almost as qniokly as though it had beon. a wool return or a latter to his banker. He wrote :— " My dear Wife, — You havo mndo no over- tares to mo about returning to your homo; It devolvos upon mo to toko the initia tive, and to' beg that you will do so on the earliest possible dato. Yonr longer stay at Narong in tho near vicinity of tho porson whose sooioty I object to for yon fs decidedly Inadvisable and open to miscohstrna- tlan. You are too yonng and lnexperieneed to realise the 1 danger you run; You will be safer from the tongue of soandal, too, when yon return homo. it may- seem strange to yon. that I should make " this proposal after having seen, this morning with my own eyes, how lightly yon have regarded my cautions and warnings. I must explain-that having made a oondltian it woo necessary that I should aot when I knew the aondition was broken. I leavo at onco for Yowarree. I shall bo away before this letter roaches you. Margot has already gono. I have arranged an cioort and a ohaporon for a long rasidonao at Stattgart, where hor musioal talent will bo fully dovoloped ; so there will be no obstaalo to your rotnrn either to this houso or Moondaburra, which yon prefer. I will ask yon this time to voluntesr a promise that you will not continue to defy mo with rogard to Under wood. My absence from you will bo a diro penance to me, but I shall indefinitely prolong it, until, in foot, you withdraw the unjust suspicions you have formulated ogaiunt mo, nnd oonsont to bcliovo mo on my bare word. I could givo suUioieiitproofnof my truth, but I ooneldor it unworthy of you to demand, or of myself to produce thom. I ehould wish you to surround yoursolf with friends, and to makayanr lifoas hnppy as possible. If Mrs. 'Wilmott will live with you, wherovcr you are, I shall bo con siderably obliged to her. I liavo folt your want of faith in mo more than I can say. It has not
altered my love— nothing Can alter thntf-but 'it must, porforoe, alter my eonduot, ' and ii makhs .this separation ncoessary. '' It is hot necessary that wo should write to each other 'unless' in oases of emergenoy; ' - , ; "I remain, ' ' "Your' over loving husband, "BaML TreuatNE.", He went out on the verandah when his letter was finished. , The rosy dawn had. turned to the grey hght of doy, and a email, fine roin was falling, beating halfway aoross tho verandah and rustling among the bamboos. ' The fiver looked cold nnd grey ; thore was Da warmth, dot light anywhere, oven tho gaudy flower « tho gardetrfeomcd drenohod with gloom. Basil heaved a sigh and turnod away with heavy, dull tread. Ho had another letter to write bofore ho could go to life room to got an hour b rest before etarting on hie loog and incx- prcaBively dreary journey His life out west would bo dull and joyless, full of work, and heavy with solitude. Ho war oqnuemuing ; himself to exilo from all that ha 5? I. k aaw other oqurso open to him. Hia absence at Yowarree Oreok must disarm scandal, and above all things he desired that no whisper of their disunion should bo heard out side. Ho hesitated long before lie could decide 'in what words lie should couoh his next lettor. Ho wrote as follows 11 Dear ICatherino— "You oan bo , secret, I know, so I tell you what I would have no. ono elso.know lam going away to Yowotreo for a long time, because Mora and I havo had a serious misunderstand ing-— on my part, beoause I objeet to hoc acquaintance with Underwood, and on hen be cause I deolino to givo my full reasons for do objecting, and refuse any explanation of Margaret a parentage Underwood is awaro that X will not pormit him to assooiato with Mora, but it scorns ho admires, her and persists Perhaps a hint from you in that quarter might fluflico j if you are inolined to go furthor I think I Mhonld be right in accepting tho saerifice for Mora'a . 6oke . I . havo arranged everything oould think of. Margaret is to go to Germany tinder very good euro and will study music thoroughly ; she will bo absent At least four years. The lady sho travels with is Mrsr. Anthony PhUUpps, who says ttho has met you. I " Your affectionate brothor.
" BAML TRKMAYNE." .
when bo had finished this note Mora's magpie was astir and came to tho window calling out, M Mora, Mora, who is thero ?" and going through tho whole of its limited vocabulary iu its plea sure at seeing some one about as early as itself Basil drove it away rooghly, exousing himself on tbe plea that he would havo been unable to sleep with its noise ; but the absence of the mag pie's chatter did not ensure him the repose he needed, and in a few hours he had started on his journey, (to ob continued.)