THE DAILY EXAMINER, CHARLOTTETOWN, MAY 158, 1897

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By LAWRENCE M. LYNCH (E. M. Van Deventer)

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_— that Mr. Lamotte t gho, throughout the hour they had in the drawing room, had been a giet but close cbserver, thought it wise 3 interpose, and artfully attempted to avert the impending storm by saying :— “Now that sounds natural. I'm glad | that you feel like shopping, Sybil, and | ike getting out more. Very glad, aren't ; sou. Burrill?” " put Mr. Burrill had no notion of being thas appeased ; instead of spiking a gun J Lamotte had opened a battery. “]'m delighted to hear that Mrs. Bur- | |

rill has stopped moping,’’ he said aruffiy ; “pat I'l be hanged if I'm glad to hear myself left out of all the programmes, and I'll be cussed if I'm going to put up ith it, either,"’ and Mr. Burrjll, being fail im more senses than ope, arose and paced the room with more flerceness than

Mr. Lamotte forgot himself so far as to utter an angry imprecation between his shut teeth, and to wrinkle his forehead into a dark frown. Mrs. Lamotte allowed ashade of contempt to creep about her lips as she turned her eyes upon her daughter, but Sybil looked not one whit di ; “]’'ve got something to sav about my

wife, wenton Mr. Surriil, “ana itm

blessed if I don’t say it.”’

What had come over Sybil? Heretofore she would in any way, in every way, have avoided an encounter with him; she would have quitted the field or have re-

‘mained as deaf as a post; but now, ‘‘Say it, then, Mr. Burrill, say it, by all means, here and now,’’ she retorted in the coolest voice imaginable.

And Mr. Burrill did say it.

“T’ve had enough of being made a fool of, Mrs. Sybil Burrill; I’ve had enough of being a carpet under your feet, and nothing better. I’m your equal, and any- body's equal, that’s what I am, and I’m going to have my rights. It’s very well for you to announce that you're gvuing here and going there, Mrs. Burrill; but let me tell you that you go nowhere except John Burrill goes with you, that's settled.’’.

Sybil laughed scornfully.

“Not quite so fast, Mr. Burrill, just stand still one moment, if you can stand still, which I doubt. You say you will accompany me wherever I go. I say you may accompany me wherever people will tolerate you, nowhere else. You are not the nian to force into a gentleman's par- lor; you would digrace his kitchen, his

fable. The streets are free toall, you can accompany me in my drives; the churches a open to the vilest, you can go with methere; but into the houses of my friends*you shall not go; I will not so abuse friendship You have counted upon me fo gain you entree to Wardour and te &doren houses, the thresholds of which Youwill never cross. If you are not satis- fled with this, them you must be suited on less. I will not be seen with you at

_ Again Jasper Lamotte, vexed and slaemed for the denoument, interposed; Mowing she was striking at Burrill’s chief weakness :—

“But Sybil, Miss Wardour, here in her Meetings with Burrill, tactily recognized his right to call.’’

She turned upon him swiftly.

“You know why she did it, sir; it is lseless to discuss the question. You may lm Mr. Burrill in any way you please, ean. You know the terms on which he became my husband. He will continue my husband on my own terms. He shall hot cross the threshold of Wardour, pro- tected by my presence, and without it the door would close in his face. If Mr. Burrill does not like my terms, let him y so. It is not in his power or yours to alter my decision.’”’ And Sybil once more fathered together her silken skirts, lest IN passing they should brush the now ‘ollapsed Mr. Burrill, and swept from the room.

Mr. La.notte turned to his wife.

“You must talk with that girl’ he ot savagely, ‘‘what the devil ails you

Mrs. Lamotte arose and faced him.

“I should be Wasting my breath,’’ she Rplie i, looking him straight in the eye.

You have tried that girl a little too far,

- Lamotte,’ and she followed after

daughter. roir, not unlike the bellow ofa bull, recalled Mr. Lamotte to the busi- Ress of the moment. John Burrill, hav- recovered from his momentary stupor f astonishment, was dancing ‘an im- Provised, and unsteady can-can, among the chairs and tables, beating the air with huge fists, and howling with rage.

Beeing this, Mr. Lamotte did first, a Very natural thing; he uttered a string “a ne “not loud, but deep,” and

xt, a very sensible thing: he rang brandy and hot water. , om

And now the battle is in Mr. Lamotte’s

mds, why need we linger. Brandy hot Will always conquer a John Burrill.

CHAPTER XVIL.

nee Sybil Burrill, after uttering her oe in the face of father and hus- Seas Swept from the room, closely Towed . yy her mother, another form of the on from the immediate vicinity ~ egal — aceessible drawing-room rouching form of Evan Lamotte. Inade hi Pt shivering, cursing,

left Fr: ie 9 xs s ‘ the stables. k's horse, and led it toward

Anrthing

but sober when he com-

menced his Vigil undérneath the Grawing- room windows, he had been shocked into sobriety by his sister’s violence, and his own rage against her tormentors. Grow- ing more and more sober, and more and more sullen, he stabled the ill-used thoroughbred with his own hands, and then, avoiding alike both servants and family, he crept into the house, and up to his own room.

In the morning he awoke betimes, and arose promptly; he had come to know the habits of his father and John Burrill, and he had good reason for knowing them, having of late made their move- ments his study.

Burrill would sleep until nine o'clock; he always did after a debauch, and he, Evan, had recently formed a habit of ap- pearing late at breakfast also. From his room he kept up a surveillance over all the household after a method invented by himself.

He swept down to the breakfast room, fol- lowed soon after by his father.

The family all aimed to breakfast be- fore the obnoxious Burrill had come to his waking time, and so were rid of nim for one meal, all but Evan. He and his brother-in-law breakfasted together later, and in the most amiable manner. After & time he heard Frank go down, and the ring of his heels assured Evan that he was equipped for the saddle.

A little later, and, from his post at his

front window, screened by the flowing |

curtains, Evan saw the _ horses led around, saw Sybil come down the steps in her trailing, dark cloth habit, saw her spring lightly to the saddle, and heard a mocking laugh ring out, in response to some sally from Frank, as they cantered away.

‘*Act one in the insurrection,’’ said Evan, as he turned away from the win- dow. ‘‘Now let me prepare for action.’’ His preparation were few and simple; he removed his boots and coat, and crept out, and softly along the hall until he reached Burrill’s door. Here he paused, to assure himself that he was not ob-

served, and then softly tried the door; as | | he had expected, it opened without re-

sistance, for Burrill had been escorted to bed, by his faithful father-in-law, in a state of mellowness, that precluded all thought for the night, or the dangers it might bring forth. Evan entered, cau- tiously closing the door as he had found it, and approached the bed. Its occupant was sleeping heavily, and breathing melodiously. Satisfied on this point, Evan opened a commodious wardrobe near the bed, threw down some clothing. spread it out smoothly, and then stepping within, he drew the doors together, fastened them by a hook of his own con- trivance, on the inside; for Evan had made this wardrobe do _ service before. Then he laid himself down as comfort- ably as possible, and applied his eye to some small holes punctured in the dark wood, and quite invisible to casual out- side observation.

He had began to grow restless in his hiding-place, and fiercely disgusted with the sleeper’s monotonously musical whis- tle, when his waiting was rewarded. The door once again opened cautiously, and this time, Jasper Lamotte entered. He looked carefully about him, then closing and locking the door, he approached the sleeper.

“*T knew it,’’ thought Evan; ‘‘the fox will catch the wolf napping, and nail him before he can fortify himself with a morning dram.”’

It took some time to arouse the sleeper, but Jasper Lamotte was equal to the occasion; this not being his first morn- ing interview with his son-in-law; and, after a little, John Burrill was sufficiently awake to scramble through with a hasty toilet, talking as he dressed.

‘*Business is getting urgent,’’ he grumbled, thrusting a huge foot into a gorgeously decorated slipper. ‘‘I’d rather talk after preakfast.’’

‘“*Pshaw, you are always drunk enongh

to be unreasonable before noon. Turn cold water upon your head and be ready to attend to what I have to say.”’

What he had to say took a long time in the telling, for it was a long, long hour before the conference broke up, and the two men left the room together.

Then the doors of the wardrobe opened slowly, and a pale, pinched face looked forth; following the face came the body of Evan Lamotte, shaken as if with an ague. Mechanically he closed the ward- robe, and staggered rather than walked from the room. Once more within his own room he locked the door with an unsteady hand, and then threw himself headlong upon the bed, uttering groan after groan, as if in pain.

After atime he arose from the bed, still looking as if he had seen a ghost, and, going to a desk, opened it, and took therefrom a capacious drinking flask; raising it to his lips he drained half its

| contents, and the stimulant acting upon

overstrained nerves, seemed to restore rather than to intoxicate.

‘‘At last,’’ he muttered to himself, ‘‘I am at the bottom of the mystery, and—I am powerless.’’ Then, like his sister on the previous day, he muttered, ‘‘ There is but one way—only one—and it must be done!’’ Then throwing himself once more upon the bed, he moaned :—

‘Oh, that I, the accursed of the family, heretofore, should live to be—but pshaw! it is for Sybil I care. But—for to-day let them all keep out of my sight—I could not see them and hold my peace.”’

He pocketed the half empty flask, and mine his way from tne bonse to be =-=

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vy none at Mapleton for the next twenty-

four hours.

After that morning interview with his father-in-law, John Burrill blusters less for a few days, and makes himself less disagreeable to the ladics. He accepts the situation, or seems to; he rides out on one or two sunny afternoons with Mrs. Lamotte and Sybil, and on one of these occasions they met Constance Wardour, driving with her aunt. The heiress of Wardour smiles gayly and kisses the tips of her fingers to the ladies, but there is no chance for him—he might be the foot- man for all Constance seems to see or know to the contrary. This happens in a thoroughfare where they are more than likely to have been observed, and John Burrill chafes inwardly, and begins to ponder how he can, in the face of all the Lamottes, gain a recognition from Con- stance Wardour. In his sober moments this becomes a haunting thought; in his tipsy ones it grows to be a mania.

One day, during this lull in the family siege, Sybil and her mother visit the city, doing a mountain of shopping, and returning the next day. Sybil keeps on as she began on the night when she listened to. her father and husband while they held council in her mother’s room. She is full of energy and nervous excite- ment always, and the old stupor of dull- ness, and apathetic killing of time, never once returns, But Mrs. Lamotte likes this last state not much hetter than the first; neither does Constance; but they say nothing, for the reason that it would be useless, as they know too well. Sybil goes out oftener, sits with the family more, and seems like one waiting anx- iously for a long expected event.

John Burrill is a little disturbed at Sybil’s visit to the city. He knows that she will go and come as she pleases there, unquestioned, and, if she choose, unat- tended by her mother. And, without knowing why, he feels inelined to rebel; but he is still under the spell of that morning interview, and so holds his peace.

Evan, too, under the same uncanny spell, goes about more morose than usual, more silent than usual, more sar- castic than usual, More and more, too, he attaches himself to John Burrill; they drink together in the dining room, and then repair together to ‘‘Old Forty Rods,’’ or some other favorite haunt} Together they seek for pleasure in the haunts of the vilest, Evan continually playing upon the vanity and credulity in Burrill’s na- ture, to push him forward as the leader in all their debauches, the master spirit, the bon vivant, par excellence.

And Burrill goes on and on, down and down. He begins to confide all his mau- dlin woes to Evan, and that young man is ever ready with sympathy and advice thet is not calculated to make Jasper La- motte’s position, as bear trainer, a_ sine- cure.

But Evan contrives to leave Sybil toler- ably free from this nuisance fora time; but only for a time. John Burrill has other advisers, other exhorters, other spurs that urge him on to his own down- fall.

Burrill begins to throw himself in the way of Constance Wardour; to meet her carriage here and there; to stand near by as she goes and comes on her shopping excursions; to drive past Wardour Place alone and often.

At first, this only amuses Miss War- dour; then it annoys her; then, when she finds her walks im the grounds so often overlooked by the slowly passing Burrill, she begins to mark his maneuvers with a growing vexation.

But Burrill persevers, and the more nearly he approaches the fourth stage of his intoxication, the more open becomes his stare, the more patent his growing admiration.

(To be Continued.)

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