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Chapter NumberXI-(CONTINUED.)
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Full Date1885-12-11
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Newspaper TitleThe North Eastern Ensign (Benalla, Vic. : 1872 - 1938)
Trove TitlePut Asunder; or, Lady Castlemaine's Divorce
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PUT ASUNDER: LADY CASTLEDIAINE'S DIV ORE.L By BERTHA -M. CLAY. .. IorOn or "'0 ON o liTA aneol "vuneleowN or rTOE WO1U," A' 8TnIadOLE oa A moo, * r - ipE AToONEENT, ETC.! . CHAPTER XI-(Co?TeC nui .) { . Go Ui you will, my;dear; _I -have no objection. Your listers will stay with me. Co; but bu prudent"' "I havo been too prudent," was the bltter rjoinder. "I I had beeoon less prudent and morenatural, I might bo Lady Oastlsmalne "I m sure I wish .yo were, with all mi heart," sighed Lady Cresson. "So do I," sighed Isabel Hydo. The letter she wrote in reply-delighted Ldy Castlemaine; it was so-kind, so cor-< dil, so lull of delight at the thought of meet lio her again. . .: ortrude read it to her husbiand;. He owa Snoiery deeply intcrested, although hepraieed " Iconsider MIirs Ilyde asensiblo girl," he id. '"Sho is coming to onjoy horself, ani. tsh is not ashamed to syeso." The other visitore do not concern. this. atel lyde reacheo d Neath Abbey on Obrisu. -ass Eve, ando for her there wase quite a diferent reception to that accorded to othek hiltors. They were made welcome enough, ,btLady Caetlemaine received Isabel in her own boudoir; the beatitlful room hung with ihite satin and lace, with the eiquislte finmi ore upholstered in whiloe velvet; and.-ale though it was Christmas;time-thW-bloom and the fragrance of white roses were ivery where. ' Lady Castlomaino looked as beautiful as her room. She wore a tea gown; with a bet widebing little cap on- her golden -hair, and wasaltogether most fair and most lovely to tee. " The jewels glistened on her white hanods, the lightplayed on the golden sheen of her lair and the flower-like face. She went for ward with a bright, almost eager emile to welcome Isabel Hyde. Sho kissed the dark;, teailul face that smiled into hers; she tlotered warm and friendly words of welcome. "I do not think," she said, "that either Lord Castlmaine or I Would have enjoyed Christmas without you." - "I thought you would like tea in my boueloir," continuedLady Castlemaine," while I tell yon who the other visitors are, and give oo aashkcth of them. Some are quite setran. G(rs to you." Then the rival beauties had a quiet, com* flrtable half.hour. They drank teea, and die. rlsed the plane for the coming weehk. While LadyCastlemaine talked gaylyfrankly, and ?igply, Isabel Hyde's eyes wandered round the room; she noted every detail. "White roses everywhero," she said to bor. tell; "he keeps up the poetry And Oiti ought to have been mine. II it had ken mine, the red rose would have been where the white rose know stands.. It might have been mine. I loved him frst, and I lo?d him beet; she had no right to take him hrom me." These thoughts ran through her mind whie Lady "Castlcmaino talked to her,. bo lieving that she was talking to-onooif the but and most sincere friends she had. Then they heard a footstrp and the sound Cl a voice. Lady Castlemainei's fair face usrhed suddenly-it always did when she eard her husband coming. . The face of abel ilde turned deadly white-so white Iabt she hent over the tablo to conceal it. l "Welcome to Neath I" cried Lord Coastle; aine, in his genial voice, as he hoeld out his had to Miss Hyde. " I hardly expected Swe first becamd friends that you would feghn and honor the old abboy y byour sen.ce." indly sounding words, but the inference wnm from them I y th t joalous heart was : ahl then he never could for one moment e dreams d of mailing me the abbey's mio-. He did not understand hy the light seemed sto11o suddenly from her eyes into his. She had krnown er as she was, he would ore struock from im the white hands held "to him; he would have turned in utter athblee Irom the beautiful face; he would his prayed lveaven to save him from this, leatet foe. As ite was, he saw only her hutys and her grace; ho heard only the sell i her voice, and he thought to him Stt he and his wife were very fortunate Swill taken a cup of tea, QeOtrude," he or, and there could not have been a prettier f monro homely picture than theluxurious aivdoer-the pretty table, with its bright le aend delicate china, and the three hand Tb youn0 people round it. eylyey talled and laughed so happily, so go ye, one would never have suspeotod a cloud i the eky-much lee would one have ,pected eveln thedawn ol a tradgedy. whi10 Isabel g iydo looked bright and S was gg over and over again in Er mind gthe hour of that marriage teo tood iin in the ehurch whispering ye woite lilact, that she would part them the a what would, come what might, L huld part them yct. Ssa? meant to keep her vow. CHAPTER XII. - Christ. eo'wINo TIE asED. - e?erypy1h0.1w.... ekat Nealh Abbkey passed genial nu kindly of hosts; Lady

Otastomaino one of most graceful and thought. ful of hostesses, The favourite puost was Isabol Hyde; every one saw it, but uo one felt hurt or envious. It was well known that Miss Hyde had boon LildyCOatlomaine's ohiel brid,.nsald, and that they wero on very afteationate ternns. M'aey a cozy haltf-hour in the warm, luxurioua boudoir dii the two friends pass together, many a ramboe in the frosty woods did they take together. True friendship; sincerity, and honesty on one 0ldo; treachery and the desire for venge. ance oi the other. "You mnat be vry happy," "said Isabel Hyde to Ldy COstlotnine. "Theia.'doea not seem to be one thing wanting to mako your life perfect." :. S-:"I do not think there is,', replied the young conotese. / "I ought to be very gratClal, and I am "grateful." ' ; ' ' * . ; .1 : . "It is not often," said Isabel Hyde, '"that one nmarries for'lore, yet" has all that this world can give besides." ,e :- . :'"Not often," replied Lidy oaetloniem; " bt that has been my fortunate fate." '"" Then she'dsl'marry for love," thought Isabel. "All tho worse for her.": S"Lady Castlemaine raised a bright, smiling face to hero. - . "There is only one thing I want in the world," " the said, " and one only.". " What is that ?" asked Isabel. - *"I have the best and deareat husbsud in "the world-I hbve'the kindesto and best of mothers; but I have no sisters. 'The only one'thing I want in this world is a friedd, a girl of my own age and of my own taste, with whom I can talk about the things that interest me, who would be aiomelhing more to me than other girlo-a real, true friend. And whom do you think, Isabel, I would choose for that friend if l oould?"' S"Ido not know,"aaid lsabel, with a strange, sudden inlking of the heart. Teaclhory is not qlways free from pai. - "Yon," said Lady OAasleritine.' " 1 speak very frankly, and'it is true. . Of all the girls I havoemet, I like you beat. Will you be my true friend ' 2" - The dark face and the fair ono drew nearer to each other. In the oneIheart was honest aind loyal friendship ; in;theoothfer bitterest ihate.and darkest.perfidy.' ... - .I will,'! sid Ieabel Hydo.: , ..", Give me one kiss on the strength of it, just'ase a pledge," saidl Lady GOastlemaine; 'and the'two beautiful faces met; "Now," said Lady Oastlmiiinao, with, a muselal little laugh, "I haveall that the Iworld can give me. 'But Isabel, you look pale and tired." It was not so easy to lookl into this fair young face and give no sig' of the treachery at work.. When Isabel Hyde hliedol the lips o[ O:rtrude O~stlcmaine, she eaid in-her "heart! '. "I will supplant you I" and she intended to keep her word. It s very sweet'wh nit is tine, this girl. friendship, and Lady Castlemaine was ex ceedingly happy in it. ' IHer husband bad all the love of her heart, all her thoughts and caies, but there wero inany, things she knew would not interest him, of whlioh; young as she was;she liked to epcak-dress, ornaments,- parties', trivial stories of other girls-topics whioh would not have intereesed a mann but which were plea. sant and-natural .young girls. LLady Castlemaine and Isabel IIyd enjoyed these themes. They discussed, ae girl-frinde will, every topie under the' sun-nothing esoaped them. - During these conversations, Isabel Hydo lay, as it were, in waiting for some india erct word the yooog 'wife might. uttor, by which she could ntake miaohief;.aud so insert the thin end of the wedge.; "' The time and the ochance, so iiatiently; waited for; oame'at last. "'Lady Castlemaine hlid made n very lfortn. nate discovery. hbe had hoard somcthing of a very valuable ploture that had been looked away in a, and she went with Lord Castlemaino to see it. . S-It proved to be a valuable work of art 'that by some mistake had been left in a lumber: rodim. A house.maid, with asoulfor arthad made the discovery, had spoken of it to a footý man who was an admirer of her ; he in his turn told the butler, the butler told'Lord Castlemaine, and the result was the discovery of a moat noble picture. . 'While they were still in the lumber room, Lady Oaatlemaine, looking idly around, saw an old carved oak cheat ; it seemed to have thb oust of yenrs.upon it. " "That ie a fine old cheat," sho said *to her husband. " It is large:enough to have held Ginevra," hereplied. : . I wonder," said Lady Castlomaine," what is init? " " Iwill soon see," replied the earl. When it had been brushed free from dust and oob-webs he opened the lid.:- '" - What should be there but untold treasuree of richeat lace - Valenciennes, roeo-point, Venctlan,-all of it priceless. . Lady Oastlemaine uttered a cry of joy when she beheld it. Why it had been placed there no one knew. " It was not my mothers," said Lord caatle. maine;"or I shonld have know apmething about it. It could not have been mygrandmother's, or my mother would have known of its where abouts. It has been placed here for safelty in troubled times, by some of the Ladies Castle. maino-perhaps during the civil wars,or' the War of the aoses-no one can tell when. It is a treasure.trove, Gertrude I am not much of a judge, but I never saw such lace in my life." - ' " - Nor have I,'! said Lady astlemaine. They unfolded some of it-lace so fine it odeld;have been drawn through a wedding ring, let sa strong' that not a thread was broken, Flounces, shawls, veils, collars, and ouffi-never was there such a rich collection. Lord oastlemaine gave it all to his wife.. " You will be the envy of every lady at court, and everywhere else, Gertrude," he said, laughingly. "You will have the finest storo of lacein Eagland." It so happened that during Chriatmas week Lady aaatlcmatine told Isabel of the discovery, and took her into one of her wardrobe rooms to show her the treasure. Isabel was in raptures, her face all smiles, her eyes bright, as she looked and listened; but in her heart she was saying: " This should have been all mine; be know me frst, and I loved him boat. It should have been mine." " I wonder," said Lady Castlemaino, in her simple, girlish faelion, "what mamma will say when she sees this? She is a worshipper of lace; she would rather at any time wear fine lace than diamonds." " I like both," said Isabel Hydo. "I hope you will altays have plenty of them," laughed Ldy COaatlemaine. "I understand how the antiquity of this makes it valuable. I do not care for antiquity, ha a pShe was ailent lfo a minute, then ehe laughed. ' ' * ' "Isabel," she said, "do you'know that I was oneo very near quarrelling .with my huasband, with Budolph, over that word antiquity." , ' ' "WVa this the chance, the opportunity, or which she was waiting?" Isabel asked her self. * "Quarrelled 1" she repeated. "Nay, oould believe that the isun shono by night and the moon by day, but I could never.believe that you had quarrelled with him." SI said almot," launnghd Lady Castle. maino, "not quite. It' was a narrow escape, though, You have no idea how coneervative he is." "I always thought so," said Isabel Hyde. * "He never talked politios with me, or any. thing aolso muoh,- erooept love," said Lady Oaistlomaino, "H thilnks the gretatoet boast

of a'family is its antiqoity, I do not, I think activity, energy, and industry, eareontneas and perseveranoe, thle corage to do and to dare, are ell better than the antiqoity that he up. holds so strongly. My father was a city. knight, a non who made hin own great for. tune, and I think my family quite as good an the Oaetlmainesa. He dote net." " He would never say so," cried Isabel. S"Oh, yes he did. Remade no secret of it. I told you we almost quarrellod. Fortunately oenongb,' I remembered Ljst in time that it was not worth while offending him over nuoh a thing; but we did not agree." "hi He converted you to his way of thinking, I have no doubt," said Isabel. : h.'Indeed he did not, and to tell the truth I feel soma kind of vexation whenever I think of it." • "You have radical ideas, then," said Isabel. "I do: not know if that is. all," laughed lady, alloemaino. "I am inclined to think that I was brought up to believe a great deal of m~nelf, and I do6 not think it pleased me to hear that my hueband's family was senprior to mine."' . "Paerliaps though -ho seid it-he did not mean it," remarked Isabel,,, ..... •. SYea he did. ' I should not respeot him .i. he bad said what he did not mean," said Lady Oiestlmaine. ; r. -:. . "And that is.theonly point on which you have not agreed ?" asked sa.bel Hyde. :'Yes,'the onlo iolnat," replied Lady Castle. maina:,'. :'.'. - ": It 'waasnot moan, 'certainly," and the :benautiful woman who listened wondered if it waeret possible that she could construot the thin end ot thowedgo out of this, The next morning she was. standing by the great window in the library by Lord Castle. maio'ednide, and they were watching some robie'redbr'aete out in the snow. Suddenly she laughed a little laugh of quiet amuse ment. " What are you thinking ofl Miss Hyde," iho asked. "It Is almoot cruel to keepany thing amusing a seeret." "I da not know that my thoughts wore nmusing, and they are no secret," bhe re plied; . "I was thinking of you and Gert rude." S"Where you, and what wer yur thouahtel" S"You were enoh a Coneisvativo last year,: I remember, that I was surprised- at your enthusiasm" - - . "I -am eoneervative now,i' he replied, "juet a0 I was then." o "Are you? I should hardly havo imagined it.. I was thinking how: stange it was that. you should n trrye ce who haod not a eon 'servative idea Giertrude arineeo me.' lhho considers the antiquity of a' amily to be its least recommendation." m ' Lord Oaetlomaine frowned, hie brows dark ened, he looked impatient. " Gertrude aannt mean sioh nonseonse," he said; curtly. " "Gertrude nloes mean it, with allhen heart," laughed Isabel. It was the thin end of tho wedge. Heow clever esh had been to find it out.: Her heart beat with delight as she saw, the frown on hie facea. -. . S"He can frown when ha thinksl o her, she . said to herself. "'I shall win the victory and keep my vow. . SoCHAPTERo XIhII:.- oh S.Tie wAvtINOe OF AeNTUn w ien. ` . T here aie.many people woho honeotly be lieve that when a woman is ioked, shelis worse than a maou can poenibly be.o How true thie maybe it is impossible ne to say.; but no oan, not even tlie most aviked upon earth,. eould'have set to work inoa more treacherous and deliberate manner to annihnlat 'the hap piness and mar the lives of two-people, than dindIeabolHebyde.. No :hae had done what sho' couldn a smaele way to prvent this marriged , hut' behhad hadno opportunities; now she had ovoryop. portnity.:' She was in the samohoose, ndeor the some roof; she was the bosom friend' of the wile, she was a truated and valued friend of the husband. She had studied each eepa rate character; she knew the strength'and thdhweakness of each ; she knew the faults and the virtue'of each.. She saw that both were very proud, both willful; that Lord Oastlemaihe was impatient, that hoe prided' himself excessively on the antiquity of his name and race. That he belonged to noe of the bldeat families in England was the great source of pride and delight. He coanuld not on. dure one word of contradiction ; he was in 'dignant and impatient with every one who. did not share his views, with every ione who contradicted or opposed him. Next -to the divine right of kings came, in his mind, the divine right of old families. . - :He was not quite pleased that hi wife did not share these feelings. During that eager wooing and impassioed counertship of his, he had never thoughtoi die: cussing such matters. It had been, as •Lady anetlemaina said, all love.making. He had ideas of his own that were quite peculiar about women and wives. He thought they' eught to obeo implioitly, and believe' im pliontlry al their husbands believed. - . The Castlemalne ladies had all been oi that descrption--all gentle, docile, and obedient, - yielding to their husbande in everything. No matter in what faith they had 'been reared, the Castlemaino Ladies always adopted their husbands' faith. No matter in what political school they had been educated, they became otorervative when they became Oaetlomainos. - No such thing was ever known in - the annals of the family an the rebellion of a wife against her husband. No such thing was known an a division ol.opinion. - The Ladies Oastlemnine, separately and disetinctly, oarried ohit that beautiful line of Milton's- - " He for God only; she for God in Him," : But this line by no means applied to. Ger trude-Lady Casotlemaine. hohe had been brought up in more modern days, when ebedience is an- old-fashioned virtue, almost out of dato, and which ofew people care to praetice. "She loved her lhusband withher whole heart hut it would never lave entered her mind'to have changed any.thought,'prineiple, or Idea of her own out of deference to him.' - If there was to be aoj' hhanging, it should rather be en his side. Had they been alone, these differencee of opinion would never have come to the front, they would hardly have been noticed, but the presence of their hidden enemy, Isabel Hyde, niado the whole world of difference to them. There was some one to note every slightest difference, eome one to repeat everyword the young wile uttrred, with additionsnso slight they were hardly to be remarked; yet it was these smell additions that niways hold the sting. It wa Isabel who always repeated to Cec, trudo every remark 'that her husband made on annient lineage, together with every word that fell from hie lips on the sunbjeat- of the newly made titles or the aont of good de scent. It was Isabel who pointed all thace words, and in repeating them, made her own aomments and told them in her own fashion. She persevered eo industriously, and she was eo untiring in her efforts, she woe no skillel that she suceeeded in raising the ehadow of disnord between husband and wife--enaoeeded to her own nnutterable delight, and rejeice in her eureess. Lord Oaethlmaine, who wan far too noble himself to suspeet any want of nobility in others, began after a time to entertain a cer tain sense of irritation agatnot the wife 'whom ho yet loved with passionate love. ' - "Why could let not think as he thought? Why must she bn the onlt one ot the Ladtee Gantlemaine to have opinnonte and ideas diler lnt from those of the head nl the family." Whenever shoehad an 'opportunity Isabel Ilydo talhed to himabout this. Lined Oaetlo

mains would say something either about the antiquity of his family, hi ouse, or hie title, and dilate upon it. She was always equal to the occasion. " What a pity it is, Lord Ouatlcmaine," she would say, "that Gertrude is not of your opinion; she thinks so differently." Then would follow a profound sigh that said, as plainly as words could have spoken : ".I am of your opinion, and have blind faith in all your ideas, but that is useless." Again Lord Castlemaino would feel irritated at some remark that his beautiful young wife had made, and which had been repeated with additions to him. "I cannot imagine," he would say, " why Gertrude is not like the other ladies of our house." There were times when Gertrude would tell him, with laughing frankness, that "the other ladies of the house most have had minds like sheets of blotting paper, to reoelve and retain anything that was impressed upon them." "I think," she would say, "that differ. ence of opinion gives a great zest to conver. sation." ": 'A east I do not like," cried Lord Castle. maino. "You would like it in time," Lady Castle. maine would reply. S"I am quite sure, Gertrude, that I should not l" he would answer, with offended dig. nity. "You 'tink that a busband should rego. late the ideas and opinions of his wife, just as he regulates the hours of meals, the quantity and quality of his guests," said Lady Castle. maine, laughingly, but deep earnetness lay beneath this laughter. " Most certainly, I think so," he answered. "So would any sensible man." SSeonsible men must be at a discount,' shbe replied. ' I should say you are the only per. sbn in England who has ouch an exploded notion of the rights of husbands." " Still, I do hold them," he said, ".and as I hold them, you ought to respect them." " No, I do not see that," answered Ges. trude. "I should consider it tyranny for any man to expect such a thing. For a wile to doathat, would be to lose her identity alto. gather. "A true wife should havre no identity apart from her husband," said Lord Castlemaine. But that beautiful young wife of his looked proudly at him, as she answered: * . SI would not do such a thing. I should never merge my individuality into that of any. other person." "You forget," hewould say, "that husband and wife are one." '