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Chapter NumberXIV, XVI
Chapter TitleM'KINLOCH CASTLE, GIFFORD MELCOMBE.
Chapter Urlhttp://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article76485011
Full Date1893-12-11
Page Number4
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Word Count1886
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Newspaper TitleThe Daily News (Perth, WA : 1882 - 1950)
Trove TitleA Terrible Wrong
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^'0UR NOVELIST.

?— ? A- TEIMMBLE TVEON 0. ?

„?-?? ? V T3y Mus-Hariiiet Lewis.

Author of ' Thb JDoublo 'Infeu ' Lord

v' !' ' CHAPTER XIV, ' ' ,.( . ;....-; .Jtt'KlNIiOOH OASTI.E.; . CHAPTER XVI.' ' ' ? aiFPonn mktiComiir,

i f. (' I intonde-;l tojitarfc ,;far;homo/iri . 1;ho -morning,' slid naul, wltli nn anxious look at tlio sky, r ',I flhould. hato to ho snowed Hip in this glow, Why, in the depths of whiter no one loaves tho glon for.wooksat a time. The passes avo filled with snow, and ogi'oss is impossible. Thai is- the

,.., wyoasonMiss Joo goes to London in tlio Y voiy middlo of winter, Sho is so old, \ 1 and if she wore to bo ill no dootor ' i ;conld bo got to her. She might. . die, y ' and no ono could attond her fnnpml, ; .',,.1'Qannotimagino why Mips Joo ? peis ;- . sists in romaiuing ;horo at all. Wo , ; avo horrolatives, and should bo glad 1 ? to have hor live with! us, , Tlio, castle

;: is not nttolivoin, an old .barracks :,i;!-haunted b^f rats,!' ' ., ?,.?.,«? -i !'.!?'' But ?surely such toi'riblo snow stovmadonot cpmoin Soptombov?' said Dolores. '*- , ^ t I ? i // v. UlNo, the passos are never '. blocked .up so early m tho season. But siw t,, -comesin l^optbmbdr, and wo'arg; go v;w ingio1 'ha'vo a fl$6rm, I am1 fliire. ! IE 1 ' } ? ' Miss Joo were ' no'tHll I,would leavo e-v 'Itho'castlo to-day. But at, liov' ago, ... evon a cold is a sorious ailment. I i . «- Hupposo I must' remain until 'she ji gets u. itvelf.' ?? ;??? ??????.?;? ;;?'?? ? *b ? ?' '''Sho lookod'.vory discontented, . ' 'liowovoi', at tlio pramooti of a wo

longod and indefinite stay at Glen ??? Kinlooh. - * . * ' Somo day,1' she eontinuod, watch ing Dolores narrowly, ' all Miss Joe's proporty will come to mo. She has-, nouses m England, and monoy in tho ' funds, bosidos thousands and thous audH of acres in Scotland, good for nothing but to shoot over. I am -1 namod after hor, and am to bo her ? pioiross.' ? .; 1 ,! Dolovos did not Boom to bo dffectod '.'. by this annonnoomont, and did not .,; reply. Tho two walkod oii steadily : in tlio diroction of tho pass. ^ ??? ? ' Whon jMish M'Kinloch dies,' said

, miss Denial, abruptly, ' what will , j booonuof you, Miss Wynn P' U7,. ?-,. ' It is too soon to consider that question,' answered Dolores, gravely. ,'..' I will probably doeido upon my ' ..couvso whon tho noed avisos, ;: .j. Miss Dougal bit hor lips angrily. Sho was about to givo uttoranoo to her anger whon hor gazo rostod upon an object emerging from tho shadow of V tho pass.' Sho stopped short, with a. start. '?['''' A Carriage !' sho pxolaimod. ./.'Has tlio doctor been sent for to ? a attond Miss Jo'oP' . ? «.??-?' Dolores Topliod in tho negative. v- , '? ' Can mothor havoroturnodP Im ; possible It must bo that some clis ? tant noighbour is coming to visit Miss . M'Kinloeh. .Pooplo do visit in this ?wiMni'Tinsfl. nnrl Mt.nvn. wnnir n.t. n.t.imn.

.... 1W0 shall havo somobodyto relieve this horrible monotony, that's some ?? comfort. I wonder who it can be P' The carriage drawn by two rough '.'. Highland ponios, advanced rapidly. . : As it camo abreast of tho podostrians 1 ? tho latter Haw that it was occupied by a gentleman. Ho saw thorn at the 1 same momont, recognized . ? Miss Dougal, and commanded his driver to stop. Thon, oponing tho door of tho vehiclo, ho sprang lightly; to the ' gi'ound. ,!'''' , ' Giffovd Molcombe !' exclaimed . Miss Dougal, dolightodly, holding . out both hor hands. 'Is it possible P ; Molcombo shook hor hands warmly. He had changed littlo dui'ing the eighteen yonrs since ho had helped to bring such wreck and nun upon poor Quconio Rodbum's lifo, Ho was more polished than of old, , somowhtit thinner in faco and . figure. His ouriouflly palo oyos had their olden

? guctor; jus poounariywmto complex ion still suggested the rampire. ' ,(i, Ho was soft and siimous ; iivhis v, movements ; the evil in his nature was maskod nndor a plausiblo and 1 ? specious seeming, bntho was at heart more wicked, 'mororomovseleas, more , terrible than he had been in the days '?[ when he had .been poor Lord Oswald , Lennox's bosom friend and evil genius, 1 ? It was a strange chaiico that had ; .bvmight this man and Dolores . Rod ' burn faco to faco. ItwaB he .'who separated her parents, working 'upon 1.. them both tho deonostwoo. It was

he who had mado hor lifo what it was — lonoly, dosolato, and loveless. It was ho who had mado her nameless, homeless, friendless, rojocted by hor kinspoople. It was ho who had mado hor poor, wronged young mothor, an outcast and wandoror. Did we say . that thia mooting was tho_ result of ohanoe|P No, it was fate !' Gilford Molcombo's glance drifted 'from Miss Dougal to her companion. A sudden red spark glowed in his eyes. /Doloros's rare and splendid beauty RnvpriBod him. Ho looked Mb disire ? for a presentation, but Miss Dougal

- was. very obtuse, it Boomed. '? Shall wo walk np to the castle, jGifford P' she askod. ' You will not care to ride. Miss Joe cannot see ?' you to-dav. She is ill with a cold.' . Melcombe looked anxious1, , , ; 1 f'Not seriously ill, I' hopo f'ilie asked. ? , '' No ; but ono never, knows ? what 'illness may grow out of a cold with a ; person of Miss Jpo's great ago.1' I am ? so glad you' are ?? come. What good .snirit led von in this direotion P'v .

, ' I came up for the usual, Soptem ,ber shooting,' answerqd ,Melcombo. 'Has aunt Joe Been a doctor P' . ???'- ' Oh, no. Old Elsp'eth is adequate , to -her needs, I think.' ?: I can soo that 1 you are anxious about our dear old friend, Gifford, but she' may live . twenty years yet. She seems to mo to havo a constitution of iron.' ' You-; forget W ihtrpduco mote - your friend, J osepha,' said Molcombe, fixing his gazo in doepening admir ation Tipon Dolores. ' Is sho also of tho M'Kihloch clan— a distant rolnt ivo of aunt Joe P'

' No, sho is only Miss Joe's hired companion—Miss Wynn,' replied Miss Dougal,. somewhat otifily. Mr. Molcombo accopted this un* gracious spooch as an introduction to Miss Wynn, and bowed profoundly, Doloros aoknowlodgod. his salutation with a haughty littlo bow. Gifford Molcombo was a man of

I lm World, tt]HrhoJtsa\v'at onoo,,intt ?qi\\y that Dolores whs a lady* Imi 4liat-Miss Dougul -wns1 onviWife n\\tl jonlmjn 'of ho»\ Mo \W, »AVncte»'^Vith the ffirl'a boantv^ j^moo, ancft high' brooding, awl inH mannor to hoi1 w'ati so full nf chivalrous respoct tliikt.

UoJpi«OH..Haw!thi\t;Jie virtiA -rt nWlfto in lluonKOil by ih-\ WliiooWy of lior iild«foi«1en\,^osition. ' j 1 1 1 will accompany you ladies up to'.thtf onstlof' ho said, motioninjr to his/coacliuuvii ,to; pi'oeodo them alonff the road. ' lam groatty distressed to hoar' of aunt »Ttio*s illnosR. How long lmw yon been at - Kinlooh, Josopha P'

w-ur iiiuri/iiigiib, whs HIM uiru loss response, k Molcombe jlookod Slightly, -nnoasv. Ho had boWa Rpohdthmt' in his youtlii but, had stneo inhoi'ltdd «i itieo littlo fortune, of whioli ho took vprv good caro. Ho had novor married, remaining ttonstant to his first and ?only lbye who had so long boon lo^ to all who had onco known her— Quoouio llodburn, , Ho,,cloomod it prbUblo, howqver, that he inigjit sorno' day marry, cimltl Nvas his intention,1 if ho shouH hVaMy, toseonro with his' wife jboth high'connooUons^ Jira ,ii fortune. ,' ;-. Grpai, spond'tlirif ts ? *of ton, ttoyolop into g'i'eat.misors. ? 'Moloombo .was not

miserly, ? but ho had grown to lovo wealth tedihp goods'it wbuldpuvbhaso with all f: his '[soul. ,' Ho had ? Bohomod ioiBQcuro to himself Miss^l'ICinlooh's proporty. -. Hoboliovod her will to: bo made, and that ho had boon named in it as'her^ ihoir. jHojlcnew that iho Dougal^had sohomod also to posspss this goodly inheritance, but he liad AA ^ ? . ? 1 I 1 I 1

sooitoaafcnoirprotonsions; ?;' ^ ;? It Htvuokhim now that Miss Dougal might have advanobd hdr intoroRts witl^.tho old lady at his expense. She had boon hero ,.a iortnight, Miss M'Kinlooh was very old 5 what mis ohiof might not' liavd boon done to his cauBO P A now will might h avo boon mado; Miss' Dougal certainly liad about her a sort of triumph. ; 7 ' I ought to liavo como;a' fortnight oarlioi1,' ho : thought. Mt I shall ? sQo aunt Joe at' onco, and 'ascortain if my interests ! hayo sultered damage. Mrs, Magrudor will toll; itidvit a new will has boon mado rodontly. And now that I am lioro, I shall ro main horo until Joseplia Dougal goes.

, .Tho throo walked up to tlio castlo and entered tho great hall. Tho Highlander factotum, groetod Mr, Molcombo with apparent pleasure. That gontloman had takon pains to ingratiato himsolf in the favour of Miss M'Kinlocli's housohold, and was popularly boliovod by tho old sorvants to bo thoir lady's hoir and tho future owner of tho castle. ,\ j-.» « v- ' : 1 ' Toll my aunt that:i'{im^Vhoro, Jomio,' said Molcombe. *^,jtj}d '? ask I^rs', Magrudov to have alroom' mado ro'ady for mo, warmed and airod, you know.'

The Highlander departed on his mission, Dolores loft tho hall, proceeding to her own chamber,, Melcombo lpokod after hor with a koonj admiring glance. ' Miss Wynn rominds mo of somo body I have seen,' he said, thought fully, ' it is a most tantalizing re semblance. Of whom \does sho re mind moP' , ? It was not of Oswald Lonnox, for Doloros had no trait in common witli her weak and erring father. It was not of Quoonie Rodburn, for sho had been fair as a lily, with hair of palest gold, and eyes blue, as sapphiros. Doloros resembled neither of hor parents, but sho had inherited tho

eyes and futnro of hor grandiatnov, the grand old Earl of St. Mauri but Lord St. Maur was vorv far indeed froni Molcombo's thoughts at that momont. Tho rosomblaneo eluded him and he dismissed the subject from his thoughts. ' A beautiful girl,' ho thought. ' If slio, wero only rich, she would tempt me to play tho lover.' Miss Dongol road his admiration of Doloros in his eyes, and felt that the task bIio had sot herself was likoly to

'But I will win him and tho M'Kinloch proporty together!' she said to horself, grimly. ' I have only to convince him that I am Miss Joe s heiress to win him, Now, how Rhall I sot to work P' (To be continued, )