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|Trove Title||The Rival Claimants|
NOVELIST. The Rival Claimants. Ry MIIS IARIIRIET LEWI. Authr of: 7?r- Sna&,,ed farot;d" "T Rilifif scheoe" ." The Doube life," S tc.,,Etc. CHAPTER -XXIX. rnaTEGY.r. The namazement of Michael Kildate, on finditig himself confronted at the door of Yew Cottage by the young Lord O'Neil, whom lie taed belived.to be in Antrim, became ' hsanletaly-overpowerinc. He looked at'`im with staring eyes, actually gaaping fo breath. The yeoI g lord eyed him strangely and sternly: - ".Ah his is an unexpected pleasure, my lord" said the Dublin lpwyer, at length loreing a sickly smile. " Are you ou, li eyself on an errand f chanty, or hav eeon an old acqoaieanc with this go oman, the indi sister, by the oej. of my faithful oue oeper?" He bjd out his hand.es he spoke. Lord O'Yil refused the proffered civility. not dropp ig his hand from his breast. "I ame here.oeeno errand of charity to a ' poor woman,' IMr. Kildare," said Lord O'Neil, his fair face kindling, his voice ringing sternly through the little dim hall. :I canme here to rescue the Lady Kildare from a loathsome and terrible imprisonment-" Thre lawyer' face turned livid. He turned a startled, terrified glance at MIrs. Fogarty, for the moment-fancring that all his plans had miscarried, and that the Lady Nora Kildare had been rescued "frot his sanaras by her lover. " Her ladyship 'has been rescuedld" cried Mrs. Fogarty. in tears end treti bling. - "~Ot; Hr. Kildare, I was nyt to blame !. My son Tim stole theokey of the Lady Nora's room and carried her off. and, by-this 'and by that,-l- know that they have fled to England I Oh, ?~irra wirra!" f? i Despite the revelation of his cruelty to his ward, contained in this wild plaint, thei lawyer experienced a keeef sense of relief in the certainty that Tim Fogarty and the Lady Nora had. gone away to gether. Dy this time, he thought, the young girl t?oU .be dead and buried be neath the Channel waves. Nothing more was to be dreaded flom her. , His relief iound expre sion ih his countenance. Lord O'Neil was keenly observant, and not a change in Kildare'sfeaturesescaped his scrutiny. =:le,noticed that look of re- lief, and decided inb his own mind that Kildare had been no stranger to the plan of Nera'i.escabP with Fogarty, and that he was at heart rejoiced at it. ' He planned it himself " thought his lordship. ",This Tim Fogarty in only an instrument of. his will. He would not look relieved iflho really believed Nora had fled to England and to Sir Russel Byan. Such a flight, after his treatm.enc of Nora, would ruin him. Nv, no! HI .sme ,ired Fo tr?y to" nake ter away ?o. komerponrlp,,t; her i to - ' keep her'clestly impriaoned. iHe in not bad enough.- ill her, and he det, not leave her her-. He intends to compel her to marry the new earl of Kildare." These conclusions partly correct and .paptlycesoroneoua, as the reader knows, .had been scarcely arrived at whet Kil-. :'dare bad gained tull contnrl of hieltlef, -and witl apparcnt indignationi exclaimed : "And this is the way in which you serve me, iMrso.Fogarty.. This is your boasted faithbtluesn toe r am mine ?" Tlen ttrninn abruptlyet: a.0t t oel, the lawyer, wit:t less appareeno excite ment, stid: "My lord, no dobt all ths seirprisea you. I do.t'aLrlnevW in whet wany you learned that myrward was" at this house, bu' 'sh'all not deny the fact that ehe hal been here. ,Atd I think I ca', justify toy course ltoard her in any court of law to. day. I an.e a bachelor, with little cx perience of iwomen. NHort is prodd, defiant, hoadstrong. Site foreeta thlat'he is no loniger the Lady of:Kildarewsnd defies' my'authority, declines 'imy itadiee, and thrleate?he to leareiy' ehou?e,;le?, and pennless to rye lee!r ow nle nn w en -5 the. world. - To all tji" p?radfii' she ,sreelt iata sdsaf as,t and at lost, in ntelr..
'brotiglir-,erett ^ýgrotvn" kep rhtt 10 ulni r nor a suarinissiveofa 1aec.illCnot opprovo guardianin be made known I sy course. a cost mo anguish Seaven oo astern to poor Nora. You ,enoughb o her, my lord, and you "whe l iialways clung to me I Who would have thought that adversity would have spoil d her sunny temper, uprooted clinging affection' for Iter. truest frtoad, and'mad her 1alspicious, distrust ful anod disobedient 1" He looked up at Lord O'Neil with an expression of anouish on his smooth and gentlaace. : He seemed so honist, so, grief-.t}hcken, that the youing lord must inevitably litve believed in. him, had ite of'whom the lawyer complained been other than the Lady Nora. But knowing Nors as well,Lord -O'Neil was constrained to believe' this gentle, soft-voiced little man a hypocrite and a liar. "I am glad she Las gosne to Sir Russel," pursoed-.-Michael Kildare, 'wiping his damp brow-i*t at, glad of it.: It relieves me of ace"rful responsibility. I shall write to Sir Itassel by the earliest poest.,- . "Nfra has not gone to'him;' said Lori. O'Neil,' abruptly. "I' ame hero last night,?et in after Nora's flight. -- ,went afterwald to Black Rock and to Kingstown ino seiirehof her. She did not go to-day on the paicket-boat, but I have discovered to my satisfacticn, that she left Black lock in a loop- with Fogarty. She hi. d habve aFitveotdatILiverpool, "yith graphing to Sir Ruisdl Ryan,' I leariied, t!lis eveing. thit she had not yet. beean heard from. She would have telegraphed, of course, ott landing, to' her chief' guardian. The inference is, she has not landed'in England." / As he made this announcement, .Lord O'Neil watched Kildare closelr. "; thhe was guilt oxpressed in'th leayer's audd' start, in the quick eaangd'f color in'his smooth, round cheeks, in the' stifden -qti'er of his'lips and droopin"'of his eye.ou have allowed but a short time for the voyage, my lord," lie faltered. " Y6u think so? Wh? dhiiuld I allow more, when I believe site is not' bn her way to England at all? I know you, Michael Kildare-hypocrite and false doer! I haveseen the cell in which boor Lady 'Nora has been confined, wilhout. Iihtdr air! I have seen the crustleft of her prison fare! You are plausible and gentle and honest, in seeming, but no blticker heart beats to-cay'on all the earth that youirs, Michael Kildare! I believe you are capable of anything except enmurder I A have a clue to Nora's present hidiu-place, and I am going to find her!' Without another word he swepe, with n itltetvtins mtovement, past the amazed ad scuti d lawyer, dashed out upon the lawn, fotnsd his horse under the yews, mountes, and hurried into the road. And ehitleoildare waseagorly question ng M ?o. ' ga ty concening the alleged s loe, '.rd O'lSl took the road lead ing teh nd Cionnondrwaopresently riditi s?""tly ~ the to- r?tfl his nearest ct s ,. r . His mini was quite dtided to follow ip he it ? ts, 'F".tt.rtj had dlropied, cotcernig ovxiutencerLf her late hus iand' r?.tf on the last of County Down. K ildare uld sondc her to some humble, pove Ystricke lace, to cm pl her to yin he sooner," he thought. "1He began ??putting her into s dungeon; and It l1 do ? botter by her now. As for ogartyit''i.interets,. he would .nhtily allow Fogarty to choose Nora'm ace of imprisonment. And as she is >un away in a sloup, they would naturall tlink of a hiding-place on the coast. yPls, I am convinced I shall find Nera onhe coast of County Down, it, the haInt of these Fogartya. I will lose no tiri in putting the question to the tcsL'L* Ot arrcstg at Dublin he rode to a hotel, stated his horse, and took'a room for thow Ihours'remaining of the night. He w ao'bd called in time for the first north-b'and train. He snatched a little sleep, being weariei with his hard rides, his anxieties, and his previous night's sleeplessness, but hIe was awake and astir at daylight. tIe ( ot a note to Alleen Mahon, at .Black Lqk;, enjoining her to return to her filher at Point Kildare as soon as desible. Inclosing a bank-note in this etter, he went out to post it, and on his return made arrangement to have the horse he'had ridden returned to its owner at King-town He thti eate his break fas,t in haste, and half-an-hour later was seated alone in a first-class compartment of a railway coach, on his way to Dundalk, via Drogheda. 0it his arrival at Dundalk the question arose as to how he should next proceed. 'There were plenty of sails in the bay, and a stlmeOero two, but it was Lord O'Neil's instinct to move quietly. . - 'Obtaining in thetown a fine, powerful animal, of mixed breed, hoe'tounted and set outonhia s jn r?. i ny. He proceeded directly tOJonesboro, on th, line of the railwcay, and fromn that `piint struiel, out for the canst, crossing the Ne?'vry river and canal .at'"Wrrenspoint on Lough Carliugford, nod goieg to. Itoistrevor, a pleasantlittleo- oato(n plft:o. From this point hifllolel-. highroad to Kilkeel. ' ..' FioCm the little town of Kkee the road followed the line of the cons-t Oae as Newcastle, and'it was blet?\een the\,i two pdiint that Lord O'Neil expiected to find the coast-hide cabin of the Fagartys. ..At Iilkeel he stopped an hoitr to feed tnd i'ot hbi bored, end't,,-mob?h itfifuirit Sioncenring the Fogartys.- bit -he gained no information. and resuinrd 'his journey withreeowcd energies and desperate re0 isles, but witth sinking hopes.'?: 'r-"" i'e idea fein occurred.to himt,'for the' first time since leaving Dublin, that he igll?t havesbeen-io posdol p uponyIs. F?gFary. }wheie''one lghlt have takte the Lady?Ndoa to the south of IrelaSd, to Scotland, or to stome lohely islai'd off the coast, where help' rwoild n ivr come to lit e'theoiht" woe like a knife thrust.. He spurred on hisiobre;, trying to forget hi noet and tderibhl feare io the aswiftness Dnutuore ?e aspasaed, and theirn' comtett"codn Itqu iry at o"ryo wayside anidt louely hatte the vOtlitg lord on. muntatrdd. It was drery antd ftiguiog sti; aecotte.. a1l the tore trying oecaasv Sih asao barren of result. Just am thle night ais fallin-s Lord O'NilI rode iip· tea humble wtooden catlin tnittnmade lits inqpttrie"i t a dispirited etcn;o but hero, sor the first time, n' ' cihomei,,,ent cmei to him- - ..L Is it the Fogartys ye're wouihn' ?' as. "old wnaiat,,in o. huge frilled cap and a * ?uari L'Ony askted hlots comin foryard'
Sher spinting-wheel . "Sure y on.-thoe right track, yer .honor.. . Fogartys live a mile beyant, on St Point, but it's'not a nice place for yiour honor to he going to after dark. Thome Fugartys halvea bad name, and though tre young wane are out in their smaok, o!d Rough is a dozen to the fore." Toe young lord'laughld, in his relief and joy, and tossed back-the tawny locks from his fair. brow as he answered, with a glance down at his simplegarments: "'I am not afraid, mother, though thank youi all the samie for your friendly warning. rAnd there's a trifle to fill your pipe," he added,. tossing her a half cThe old woman muttered a benediction i onhim as he rode swiftly, away.' The remaining mile was quickly taen versed. , Alight was gleaming from the small window of the long stone cabin of the Fogartys as the traveller drew near. Thiere was no person on the rocky paint. and no sail could be seen outside.' But for the light the premises would have seemed deserted. At a little distances about a quarter of a mile from the cabin, wasa thick growth of' stunted treas-A' mere patch by the radside-and here Lord O'Neil dis 1ounted and securedhis horse among the thick ahadowd. Here also he took ocac° iin to examiie the pistol with which he iprovided himself in Dublin. Sthen l'irried forward on foot, and aPi aled d' :cabin. Here, moving cuthA.ly'a a most silently, he circled th !ibin Ja veral times, eeping both sight d he rio on tha 1. dn i hrsa b aw< ired him that -i-,ae him, at his eyes glowed and hi' neksn borne with the longing to free Ier and clasp er in his arms. "She is Ber I she is hern I" he said to himself. "I know that she is here I But which is her window ? In what room is nhe imprisoned'1" Again i and again he looked at the tiiny square aperture in the wall which served as window to the room in which the Lady Nora was actually confined, but le had no idea that this belonged to her room, and he dared not make closer in veatigations for fear of alarming the household. "There are but two in the family," he thought, "thesons being away. Surely I can deal with the old couple. But how ?" 'He looked keenly around him. The night was dark, thick shadows falling heavily upon land and sea. The waves beat with ceaseless swell on the rocks of the point, their mournful roar pulsing heavily on the air. An idea came to the young lord sud denly. If the sons were away on a fishing excursion, might they not be expected home at any moment? The thought was suggestive of a plan of action. He crept out on the rough and jagged. point, over drifts of slippery sea-weed. and coarse-meshed nets spread out to falling against a row-boat turned'o up, tand finally gained a spot on t trem? end of the reef of rocks, whe afrio a swell threatened to carry hi hi t with its swift lunges. Tb Ia ain he turned his eyes sea llr m and intense darkness u the h ia ilouds,vntling the sky. N atrir slt?.The eye cpuld trace white pps oe.je was es and cartoh phiospho eacent gleaa of Jight on .l waters fo a little distarice but beyon thtt all as shadow. - - "'aidsin his voice, Lor d'Neil about nhuaskym ses: " there I Cab lil " ' Ana ear as quick a e words wsere' tittere, a ecrept back die the rocks of ,tl?e.poi crossd the notes, nd crouche near b cbin boind a'ile of se weed... As h id - enlated, his hoarso le b"? seenrei"trtl by tie inmate he: ? arind been mistaken for calif t e hsher sons on their return cruise.~ Lord O'Neil had scarcely ensc, himself behind the sea-weed, whI cabin door flew open and old Rou arty came rushing out upon th . Iatless and bare-footed, and all ex I ment. .The cabin door was left open behind him, and the young lord could see the old woman sitting in the glow of the sea weed fire. "Ahoy, there I" shouted old Rough, running out to the end of the point, and straining his eyes throiulh the dense gloom.. "Ahoy, ,it isl Is it there ye are, Mike and Tom r'. He waited a moment,,but of course no answer came. "Sure ye'll go on the rocks if this is the ,way ye keep on !" cried old hlough, fairly dancing on the slippery rocks, in his anxiety and excitement. "Old woman, bring, out the lantern I The smack 'is going to pieces. don't ye hear her I Oh, tho palpaaesa I Mike and Tom, spake, will ye. Av ye die I don't care, iv this is the way ye act, ye murtherin' crature Ir Oh, badluck I? The lanthern, Ann IThe lanthern !" The old woman iprang up and lighted a great horn lantern, with which she ran out to the assistance of her husband. "Bad luck the dayl" cried old Rough, seizing the lanteru rudely and w.aving it above his licad. "The smack is going down I D n't ye hear her grating on the rcksl It' enough to make a man curse ,is greednther I Oh, bad luck till it I kelI To I Av ye don't answer, ye'll , erry ie'y Av ye're dying, say o A. b?rowned, saysol Doye's ne k in ?ame.r-e .t I : O'eil qduetly rose up from y e adl d to the cabin, eut ?'"nd cl te door. i· Then hI looked around him in the lit' of the sea weed fire, and called, softly "Nora Noral" ' OIiAPTER .XXN. SOLDto o0uE0 nec nE rasO.t"doo There came tno answer to Lord O'Neil low cry.-no answer, althmgh he called e Noro's ntaie yet mnore loudly. "'Not here!" he whispered to himseli hin? fair brozcd face pnlinn" i -i t_1e gldnced oaround the rotm swiftly and heeiily ;and then his cyen fell pon the wooden bar of the inner door-lb door of the young Lady Noes's prinsot into which she hid been thruot en the preceditig day. .With one: wild bound lie gained th barred door, and beat upon it with his hands. Thenhe cried out in a passionate votce, clear as a bugle call, and rich and deep To be continued. mveu s.Pl L--Qulek. completo cures all annoylen bddrad urinary d.iseae Art iccnt, Ueod drite end Grim, le ood Co. a~cts e rlbiomtnen--Co., en