|Chapter Title||BESIDE THE DEAD.|
|Newspaper Title||The Daily News (Perth, WA : 1882 - 1950)|
|Trove Title||Sworn to Avenge|
Sworn , to Avenge.
By a New Author. '
- CHAPTEE H. BESIDB THE DEAD. ,
' ' 'With a gravt! and calm self-possession . - -~a very piwid seli'-poise— the . stttinge fleeter had dispenaad his -ofneo of Burgeon to the dying man, of medical adviser to the horror-struck young wife, and now he stood quietly, atea.d:';i?.Uy
gazing upon the countenance of trilbei-t Kenriek, the attorney, ivlio, in his turn, peered into the ghastly faco of tbe de.id. Even the cold twilight was nearly gone, yet there, was a terrible vividaess about the scene, and the lawyer's haggard visage ,iva£j enough to have spelled the ga?.u of a far less sen sitive observer than Dr. Lester. The hard Jines of Kenrick's Scottish physiognomy seemed to have stiffened into stone, and there came a lurid glare from his greenish deep-set eyes that quivered like sulphurous flame over his rugffod. forbidding features.. In his right fend he grasped the dead man's wfll, -which had been duly signed and sealed in the presence of three wit nesses, of whom the docfcor'wffi; one; his left hand wis thrust into his broas1, where it seemed to be spasmodically ftlutchino; at hia heart. He appeared to -ave grown oblivious to everything but thocbill, white horror that looted up ' to him from Sir Godfrey Jredale's life less face. ' Are yon ill, Mr. Eenrick ? The question fell very softly and calmly from Philip. Lester's lips, but it seemed to smite like the vein from an ,' electrio cloud through the Btout, brawny frame of tho Scotsman, who started with a jerk and shiver at. its sound, ?while the cold sweat broke in heavy ? drops from his brow, and the fire in his eye turned gray and dull. '. ' Me !— ill ? Oh, no— but— ah ! Well, you can understand what I must feel. I have known him from hia cradle, been always Mb confidential adviser' during, Mb wild youth, and now it is so horrible to look on him thus.' ? As he spoke, Kenrick's ©yes wore Bkifting restlessly under the-' clear, gteady glance of the bright, wide otbs that shone like globes of ambor under Philip Lester's broad bronv. ' Tes, it must be terrible, after ? all that, to look upon your friend so foully murdered by a covrard and a daatarcv, ?who dared not face him with the grudge that prompted this blackest crime.' ? ' Ah, that's ju3tit — ;just it— just it — and no chance of bringing the murder* ous wretch to juBticij — uo chance at all.' 'That remains to bo proven. I tMnk there is always much more than a'1 chance' of exposing so infernal n ? deed as this. The very air must reek ?with the horror of it.' ' Ton think there is a chance, thon ? Have you heard , of any clue ?' aaked E'jnrick, with fervid haste and eager ness. ' 'NVmn wTiafpver. asiit-t ? but wf- ?npfiil
not be dismayed from the search for it by the futile result of twenty-four houra' headlong ? and excitsd inquiry. I am surprised that you; his oldeot ar.d most confidential friend, should feel there i3 no chance of bringing liis murderer to justice.' . ' Vv ell. ot course, I ati]l hope for it — atill nope, you know; but it seems-so absolutely enveloped in mistery — no faint33t caase or reason that any man can divine. However, we will hope to trace it.' . Thus speaking hurriedly, Mr. Xen rick had passed from the bedside to wards the door through which Mrs. Gordon had loft the room', and with a nwif t, shuffling gait, and a furtive glance behind him at the doctor; crossed the empty apartment and the hall . beyond fcfcto the dining room, where voices were heard around a great oak lire, and where sundry' friends of the family sat discussing tho recent tragedy, hourly expecting ' the worst' from the sick chamber. ' Mr. Kenrick will track the muderer sure as any bloodhound.' Thus Bpoke one of the company, as the lawyer nearedthe dining room. . Hearing his own name, ha paused to listen further to the talk. ? ' Tes, there's not much doubt but ?- hell find th9 criminal, sooner or later. I'd just as soon have all the hounds of liell on my track than that one man, if Pd given him any cause to haunt me 4own,' said another man's voice ' Faith, I believe you're right ; and no doubt he do his best in this case ; for, I if its in him to care for anyone, he must hav8 loved Godfrey, whose devotion to . him was more like son to father than friend to.fTiend, though hesven knows ?vrhy, unJfiss on'. the principal that 'birds oi a feather flock together.' ' ' Poor Godfrey ! I never could think JJr. Kenrick -was &. good friend for a ?wild chap like that ; and.somehowGod J.frey never thought anybody elBeVad ^Tice worth having. However, I may ? do ^?Eenriok injusti.ee, fox-he did seem, to v love the young-man aa-he^iidno others creature, especially, of late, after God frey's engagement. It made;me ?tirink ^.'better of Eenrick-to 8e&:that .h».f3voaT -i©d Godfrey^ ' iaaiTjsag:-csQdi.'- seSling down.' ]^j' Yeawfo^mafly am o7a':bacheloT Hke; .hinnrould have tried to keep Godfrey ? singlei tha± A-shbourne miglit have re jjoained-R free-harunt forsuoh like spirits. -What wild revela haveuiade these very; ?jrallBTesound.' r ' TheyTl hgistill ensyngh. now, Morton, fora while, at least,' e&M Kearict, ,-whO' entered atiihat moment. ' Tiie f jaaster reveller is fast asleep, and none ? 'i/l-va Bhall driak with hinx again.'