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DARK J) AYS.
BY HUGH CONWAY.
Author of Book." •
CHAPTER VIII.
FLIGHT.
I read the woman's letter again an t again
—read it with feelings in which joy and dis
gust were strangely mingled; but the former
was the predominant sensation. In the first
place, if Mrs. Wilson kept her promise of
secrecy, it seemed to me that all danger of
suspicion tailing upon Philippa was re
moved. There would be no one else to make
known the fact that upon the night of Sir
Mervyn’s death a wronged, distracted wo
man left her home—a woman whose life’s
happiness had been clouded by the villain’s
treacherous, act—a woman of strong pas
sions, who in her temporary delirium might
easily be turned to take such vengeance for
which I, at least, held her quite unaccount
able. If I could but feel sure of the silence
of the one person whom I dreaded, we might
even return to London, and fear nothing. I
wavered. After all there is something con
temptible in flight. Should I trust to Mrs.
Wilson’s promise, and return with my com
panions by the next boat from Boulogne?
No, a thousand times no! Philippa’s wel
fare is far too precious to me to trusted
in the hands of one excitable woman—a wo
man, moreover, who has wrongs of her own
calling for vengeance. To-morrow her
mind may change, and instead of further
ing our safety she may be urging on the
purnuit. Let me trust no one save myself.
For my love’s sake, I was overjoyed to
hear that, supposing the woman’s statement
and date ware correct, Philippa was the
dead man’s lawful wife. Not that this fact
for one moment palliated the guilt of his in
tention, or lessened the contempt and hatred
I bore towards him; not that it changed in
my eyes by one iota my love’s position.
Married or unmarried, to me she was all
that a woman could be. Though a black
guard’s craft had wrought what would be
her shame in the eyes of the world; though
her hands were unconsciously red with a
man’s blood, to me she was as pure as a ves
tal, innocent as a child.
Yet for her sake the news gladdened me.
I knew that if ever the time should come
when I could place proofs in her hands that
she was a wife—that she could, if she chose,
bear her worthless husband’s name, an 1 face
the world without fear of scorn, the restora
tion of her self-respect would bring with it a
joy which only a woman can rightly com
prehend. And Philippa, with all her pride
and passion, was a true Woman, full of the
softness and delicate dread of shame which
characterizes the best of her sex.
Yet when should I be able to tell her?
Whenever I did so I must also reveal the
fact of her husband’s being dead, and my
doing so must bring the whole story of his
death to her knowledge. I trembled as I
thought what this might mean. Surely its
dramatic surroundings must suggest some
thing to her mind—must bring back the
night and its horrors; must, in fact, tell her
what she had done in her madness! Rather
than risk this I must lot her continue to
bear the cruel weight of w hat she thought
her shame. My aim must be to make her
believe that Sir Mervyn Ferrand is still
alive, and troubling nothing as to what has
become of the woman whom he once falsely
swore to love and cherish until death. I
cursed the wretch’s memory as I thought of
him.
The sending of Philippa to live under the
charge of one of his own discarded mis
tresses was but another proof of the man’s
revolting cynicism. Mrs. Wilson’s accept
ance of the charge showed me to what a
level a woman could sink. It told me
moreover, that in spite of her letter she was
not to be trusted. A w oman who could
lend herself to her former lover’s purposes
in such away as this must have parted with
every atom of pride. It seemed to me that
the woman and the man were well matched
in baseness.
Still her letter lifted a load from my
mind. I felt that for awhile there could be
po pursuit; yet I resolved to risk nothing,
but hurry on with all possible speed. Only
when we crossed the frontier of Spain could
I sleep in peace.
All res 'arches, with a view to obtaining
evidence of the first Lady Ferrand’s death,
I postponed indefinitely. Some day, if all
wont well, I would return to England and
procure the documents necessary to prove
the validity'of Philippa’s marriage There
was no pressing hurry. As to any money
which should be hers, never with my consent
should she touch a penny which had belonged
to the dead man.
Protracted as my meditations seem on pa
per, they were in reality much longer; in
deed, they were not at an end when the boat
eteamed into Boulogne harbor. I wen in
search of my companions, who, I was glad
to find, had borne the voyage well. We
were soon in the train, and, without any
events occurring worth recording, at eight
o’clock stood on the Garo du Nord, Paris.
We drove through the brightly lit street:
to the Hotel du Louvre. The stains of travel
washed away, my mother gave a sigh of
satisfaction as she seated herself at the din
ner table. Like a sensible woman, she was
no despiser of the good things of this life.
There were other late diners in the groat
coffee room, and many a head was turned to
look at the beautiful girl who sat on my
right hand; for every day which brought
her new health and strength brought also
to my love an installment of her former
beauty. In a very short time she would be
to all appea ances the Philippa of old.
“How long shall we stay in Paris, Basil?”
asked my mother.
“It is now half-past nine; our train starts
at 8:45 in the morning. Calculate the
time.”
“Oil, nonsense! It is years since I have
been in Paris. I want to look at the shops.
So does Philippa, I am sure,”
“My dear mother, the man, much more
the woman, who lingers in Paris is lost If
you are going elsewhere the only way is to
go straight through, or else you get no fur
ther. I halve proved this, and mean to run
no risk."
“But remember we are only weak women.
This poor child is far from strong.”
She smiled at Philippa, whose eyes thanked
her for the affectionate appellation.
“Don’t be merciless, Basil," she continued,
“give us at least one day.”
“Not one. lam just going to look after a
courier, so that you may travel in all possi
ble comfort.” •
My mother seemed almost annoyed, and
again said I was merciless. What would
she have said had she known that, unless I
had received that letter, instea 1 of going to
our present comfortable quarters we should
have driven to the Orleans railway, and
taken the first train to the south? How
little she knew—how little, I trusted, Phil
ippa knew—from what we were flying!
I folt I must give ray mother some reason
for my haste; so, before going in quest of
my courier, I took her _
THE SAVANNAH DAILY TIMES, FRIDAY. JANUARY 2, 1885.
“It is not well for Philippa to stay in
Paris,” I said. “Some one whom she ought
not to meet was bore a short time ago.”
I blamed myself for the deception; but
what could I do? Alas! it soomed to me that
my life, which once was fearlessly open tc
the i nspection of all, was now full of little
else save deceptions. Should I ever again
be my true self!
My mother raised no further obj action. I
found a courier—a bearded gentleman of
commanding presence, who sp >ka every
European language with impartial perfec
tion. I gave him instructions to see to every
thing next morning; to collect our luggage
save the small quantity we carried with us,
and to register it through to Burgos. I had
no particular reason for choosing Burgos,
but it seemed a convenient place at which
to take our first thorough rest.
The next day’s journey was a dull, dreary,
wearisome affair. My companions had not
shaken off tho fatigue of the previous day,
and now that I felt Philippa’s safety was,
comparatively speaking, assured, a reaction
set in with me. No'wonder. Ishudlernow
as I think of the strain to which both b>dy
and mind had been subjected during the last
fortnight. I was moody and listless. The
air was full of fog an 1 mist. The so-called
express train pounded along after the well
known style of French railways. Orleans,
Blois, Tours, Poictiers, An jouleme, Contra*
and other stations passed mi as one in a
dream. The dull day crept on until dark
evening was upon us, and we were all thor
oughly glad when our day’s journey ended
at Bordeaux.
My mother, who was rather great at guide
books, had beguiled part of the journey by
a Murray, which somehow made its appear
ance from her travelling bag. As she knew
we were to sleep at Bordeaux she had been
laying down tho law as to what we were to
look at. We were to see the curious high
wooden fifteenth century houses of the old
town; the cathedral, with its fine towers; the
very old churches of St. Croix and St.
Seurin, and a variety of other interesting
objects. It needed all the assurance I pos
sessed, all the invalid’s querulousness and
insistence I could assume, to induce her to
consent to resume our journey the first thing
in the morning. Even Philippa pleaded for
delay, and gave me to understand that she
thought I was using my mother unfairly.
But I was firm. If I could I would have
hurried on by the midnight tratn. Any
way, now that we were within a few hours’
journey of the frontier and of safety, I
would leave no more than I could help to
chance.
So in the early morning I got my party
together, and before it was light led them to
the train. I believed that by now my
mother looked upon me as rather out of my
senses. She frankly owned she could not
see the necessity of making a toil out of
what might be a pleasure. She little knew
that nothing could have made that journey
a pleasure to me, that even finding Philippa’s
eyes now and again fix -d on my face with
what I almost dared to think was tender
interest—that even the blush which crossed
her cheek when I caught those glances—was
not sufficient to reward me for my anxiety.
A slow, a painfully slow train. Innumer
able stoppages. A country which under the
circumstances would have given me no in
terest even if we had been in summer in
stead of winter; and then, after nearly five
hours’ slow travelling Bayonne at last. Ba
yonne, with its strong fortifications. Ba
yonne, with the welcome Pyrenees towering
above it. In less than two hours we should
be in Spain.
A curious dread seized me —a presenti
ment so strong that ever since then I have
lost faith in presentiments. Something
seemed to tell me that all my efforts had
been in vain; that at the frontier there
would be certain intelligence received which
would lead to our arrest; that Philippa,
with one foot, as it were, in tho land of ref
ug', would be seized and carried back to
face the horrors and the shame of a trial for
murder. It was, as events showed, an ab
surd fancy, and only the increasing tension
of my nerves can account for the hold it
gained upon me.
sift
My companions were thoroughly alarmed
I grew so pale, trembled so in every limb,
that my companions were thoroughly alarm
ed. We had brandy with us, which was
duly administered to me. Altar awhile I
recovered, and although the fear was still
with me, sat with tho stoicism of an Indian
at the stake, awaiting what might happen
at the frontier. I had done all I could. If, at
the last moment, disaster overtook us, I had
at least striven by every means within my
power to avert it.
We have passed Biarritz, the merry bright
watering place. We have passed Hendaye,
the French frontier station. We leave the
towering Pyrenees on our left. We are at
Irun, where ail bnggage must be jealously
scrutinized. We are in Spain! Nobody has
troubled us. No suspicion-looking stranger
has watched us. The stoppage has been
long, for the custom house officials are an
noyingly particular in the discharge of their
duty; but our noble-looking courier has
saved us all personal trouble. He had don*3
us yeoman’s service. At last we are in an
other train, a train which runs on a line of
another gauge. Th ? very time of day has
changed. We have lost or gaiae I—l forget
which—soma twenty minutes. We now
count by Madrid time. We are fairly on
Spanish ground, and I have saved my love.
Saved her from others—now to save her
from hers If. Never, never shall she know
the secret of that dark night. We w ill speed
away to the south—to the sun, the color,
the brightness, the flowers. All shall be
forgotten. The dark remembrance shall ba
swept from my mind. I will call it a dream.
I will win Philippa’s love—the love that 1
dare to believe is already almost mine. We
will live forever in bright, sunny, glowing
lands. Who cares for dull, dark, dismal
Englanl? Have wo not youth, wealth, and,
oh, blessed word! love? Before my love and
me lie years and years of sweetness and joy.
Shake off black gloom and lie merry, Basil
North. You have conquered fate!
We have passed St. Sebastian. Tho slug
gish train is wearily winding up the valley
of the Urumea. We are in wild and glori
ous scenery. The railway is carried at a
great elevation, from which we got now- an 1
again peeps of far-away valleys. Yes, I
could now find time t> admire the wonder
ful seen ?ry which lasted until we passed
Miran la.
My mood changed with the country. 1
laughed; I jested. Each of tho many sta
tions at which we stopped furnished mate
rials for mv new-born merrimon*. I laughed
at the solemn looking Spanish railway
officials,an I draw pictures of the doleful fat?
of imaginary noble born hidalgos whom
poverty forced to desejnd to such employ
ment. I grumbled not at the slowness ol
tho train, although an ordinary traveler
might well, when on a Spanish lino, sigh
for the comparatively lightnin ; speed of th?
much maligned French trains. Timo was
nothing to me now’. Was there not a life
time stretching before me—and Philippa!
My gayetv was contagious. My mother
laughed until the tears came, and Philippa
smiled as 1 had not seen her smile since we
picked up under such sad circumstances
that long dropped thread of friendship.
Those who have travelled in Spain will
scarcely credit me wh<m I say w» had the
compartment to ourselves. We -were trou
bled by no clocked Spaniard who,"as is the
w’ont of his kind, insisted upon smoking like
a furnace and keeping both window’s shut.
Our noble courier had been given his in
structions. His arguments were venal, and
had I troubled about money I should have
foun I them costly. But they carried the
point, and no one intruded on our privacy.
The hours went by. My mother slept, or
pretended to sleep. I seated myself near
Philippa, and whispered words of thinly
veiled love. She answered them not—l ex
pected no answer —but her eyes were down
cast and h“r cheek was blushing. She sighed.
A sad smile played around her sweet mouth;
a smile that spoke of a world of regret. That
sigh, that smile, told mo that she understood
me, but told me also that, ah! it could nover
be. Tho past never forgives! But all the
same she It her hand rest in mine; an I al
though, considering what had happened, I
scarcely dare to say so, for once, for many,
many months, I was all but happy.
For me that journey ended only too soon.
At night we reached Burgos, tho capital of
tho old Castilian kingdom, and I laid my
head on my pillow an I enjoyed sleep such
as I had not known since the night before
that one when Philippa, with the snowflakes
ailing aronn ! her, stood outside the window
of my cott ge and gave me something to
live for—something to hope for!
[TO BE CONTINUED IN OUR NEXT.]
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