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i:iil~ : i'? ,} CItAPTER XXIV. After leaving the doctor's house Fee- oral walked slowly ~md thoughtfully along in the direction of Park Lane. He seem- ed to have grown much older within the last few days, for lhe one ahn and pur- pose of his life was about to be fulfilled-- he was about to ~neet face to face the ~lan ~ho~had wrecked his life, and driven his beloved wife into an early grave. He proceeded at once ,to She ducal resi- ~dence. He was admitted without question of any kind, but ~hen he asked to see the duchess, the footman gravely informed 4him ghat both she and Miss Greybrook ~hrad left the house. The man led the way to the duke's mtudy. During the tm.o preced'ing nights the duke had had no rest, and the want ~of sleep as well as the mental anguisfi ~hich he had endured had left strong traces upon ,~im. l:te spent the whole of ~one night arranging his papers, and at -early morning the next day, his Spanish .servant entered the study, only to find his mas~er still busily at work. He hand- ,ed him a note found in the rooms of the duchess. It read: "After wh~t has occurred, you cann(~t expect me to remain longer in your house. I aal, therefore, returning to the home from which you took me. Meanwhile let me assure you ,that whatever step you may dhoose to take will not be opposed by me, e.s my sole wish nt~w is ~o be free from the .degradation of bearing your name. "CONSTANCE tIOWARTH." Crushing the lector in his hand, the duke retnrned to his study; all his desires seem- ed altered now. If Constance wished to be free--if by 6btaining a divorce 'he would be acceding to her wishes, i~e no longer seemed to desire it. He had re- .gaMed ,this ~ on his part ns a means o.f 'revenge; he believed it would be tortnve to bet to ~)e branded as infamous before he world. ,but since,this ~was not the case he 'determined to think of some other means of gaining his end. He was so lost in his meditatlo~s that he did not hear tile gentle rap at the door. When the door was opened, :however, he ~startod up and faced Feveral. "My lord," said the latter, vrith some- 't~aing of his old a, irmess of manner, "I have come to inform you that all my ar- rangements are made, and Chat I can placemyse,lf at your disposal at any time y~u amy be .pleased to name." The duke, who had reseat6d hims~l.f "looke~l up angrily. "I mu~t request you, Mr. Feveral,'Z said ~be, "not to thrust yourself upo'n me unan- nounced. At presem,t I am too busy to at- tend you. Be so good as to ~eave me." "Sorry to be compelled to refuse," re- ,turned FeverM, taking a chair; "you ~aave agreed to fi~ht me. and until you do I ~ha~l remain your constan~ companion." The duke stared; was the man m,ad or drunk? Feveral. fo~ding his arms, calmly returned his ecanpanion's gaze. "You are astonished," sa~d he, "yet I ~ee np cause for astonishment. As I said, you accepted my eh,allenge. I do n~t mean to let you escape." "Escape! what do you mean? Do you ~ink I fear you ?" "It looks like it," returned FeverM, still ~itting with folded arms and preserving an unruffled demeanor. For n moment .the two looked into each oflher's eyes, then the duke returned to ,his desk. He made no further attempt to rid ~'imself of h~s com~)anion, but ~ried to con- tinue ~his work. It was a diffic~rlt task. ~however: the strahge nervousness v~hieh ~ad {aken possession of him was increas- ed tenLfold by ~he fact of his enemy's presence in the room. silent and unohtru- siteas it was. Whatever he did, he felt Jhat Feveral was watching, nay, more, that he had power to road his inmost ~houghts. He ha~l ~n~ended to leave that evenhng ~or Avondale Castle; he now Ohanged his ~mind, and resolved to defer his journey until the next morning, hoping by flint ~me to have shaken h~mself free of his :tormentor. But t~hough he retired to his room, 'he did not go to rest, ,bu,t sat hour after hour gazing into vacancy, and Chining. As ~he hours passed on the house grew quieter; all the servants had retired. One o'clock struck, and the duke started from ~is seat. A sudden th(mgh~ occurred to him; Fee- tral must be sleeping; 'here was a chance to escape from this maul CHAPTER XXV. 'The duke moved noiselessly forward '(o the room which had been formerly occu- pied by Feveral, and of u~h~c~ he believed ~he ~ecret~ary had retaken possession. He ttrled t~ne door gently, un,d found it locked. Perfectly satisfied now, ~e duke con- ~tinued. his way, ~ois~essly pas~ing along ,the corridors aud down the thickly car- l~st~ stair~; w~n he, reached the deer be found it securely fastened, but he i noiae]~ly:d~w back the bolts and bars ~I~": ~ ~ ke~ ~:l~ ~otk. The door across the threshold, and was met face to face ,by ~a mau. It was Feveral! "Ah, my Ivrd," said he, "I see I was nat the only one who was restless to-night. Moonlight and fresh air are certainly preferable to stuffy rooms and sleepless- ness; at least, I thon~ht so, and so I canle forth; and see how beautiful everything looks beneath the cahn silver light." He paused; the duke made no reply; at first it was surprise, now it whs shame whic.h kept ,him silent. Had he remained a moment longer he would most assuredly have tr~ed to strangle the man, so gr~at was hls rage and sense of humiliation; with one quick movement he stepped back and closed t~he door, leaving Feverat out- side. A~ter breakfast the carriage was an- nounced, and, greatly ~o the duke's amaze- ment, he .was allowed to enter it alone. He believed that Feverat, wearied with ~his long night o~ watching, had determined to let him escape.' tie drove quickly to a railroad station, and having taken his ticket, he secured a compartment which he asked the guard to lock. For a time,he was left alone; ho watch- ed the crowd gathering upon the plat- form, bn, t saw no face he kn~-; at length the train began to; he was con- gratulating ,himself on his escape, u'laen ~the carriage door was hurriedly unlocked and Feveral stepped in. I was usoless to protest, or indeed to make a movement ~f any kind; the trash was now well started,' and the two men were locked up alone. Neither spoke; Feveral, indeed, behaved as ~f he were entirely alone. Taking no notice w:hatever of 'his companion, ,he re- clined ~n the fdrther end of the compar~- men.t and began to read a newspaper. The duke, angry a~ firs% gradually became more subdued, and s~ared a.t his compan- ion in singular fascination. To escape from him was dmpossiblo; if at the next station ~e changed his compartment Fev- eral would assuredly fallow; and he dar- ed not seek protection, for once given inco custody Feveral would be silent no longer, but would most assuredly heap ignominy on him before the world. He looked at Feveral; he had dropped his paper 'now, and lay back with closed eyes. Very .noiselessly and cu,tiously the duke crept forward; Feveral 'did not move --suddenly, with a spring, like t~at of. a w~ild panther, the duke leaped upon his sleeping compan.ion, fix'ing his fingers in his throat. But Feveral was instantly aroused. It was ' lapse of weariness. It was the duke's final chance .~ rid himself of an i mpIaca.ble foe. Resisting high. over- l)awering ~him, Feveral told 'him what he ~hould ~nsist upon--t:he duel, and at once. ~he night mail to Dover, the Calais boat, the train for Paris-~what u sombre, ominous journey ~t was! Pertinacious as a ferret, FeverM kept a close watch on his enemy; and a,~ last t.he duke grimly welcomed the crucial momenI when his superior ahility as a marksman would certain'ly Nd hhn of a dreaded enemy. At 5 o'clock the next mormng they met at file spot agreed on. The duke had fought several duels, and yet t~he feeling which possessed him was n certain kind of' fear. He dreaded lest ~rhe fortune of war might go against him. and so prevent him from dealing to Constance that amount of punish.ment which he believed to be her duc. The l>istols were produced, *examined and loaded. The doctor put out ~his in- vtruments, the ground was measured, and t~he gentlemen were asked ~to take their places. "One momen%" said Feveral, po2itely. "I have a word to say to ,the duke." Tee seconds and the surgeons retired, and the two men were left alone. The duke said nothing--it was Feveral who "spoke. "My lord," he said, "as we, neither of us, can tel~ what kind of a termination this little affair ~will have, I wish, before we take our p~aces, to confide ~o you a piece of in~ormation w,hich will doubtless give you some satisfaction. It is this-- your r~val lives!" The duke started. "My rival lives!" ,he exclaimed. "What do you mean. sir?" "Simply this, my l(~rd; that I have dared o disobey your instructions; you told me o cast the poor gentleman into the street. Instead, I had him carried to the house of a physician, who dressed the wound, and nndortook to cure the patient. Lord Harringtou is at the present moment progressing rapidly to,yard recovery." During this speech the duke's face was a study. Rage at this news, coupled w~Vh intense hatred for the man who ,brought it, completely mastered him. Scarcely knowlng.what,he did, he sprung upon Fev- eral and, locked in each other's arms, the two men fell ulmn the sand. ~he seconds, alarmed at the unexpected "turn events had taken, immediately ruSh- ed tu the rescue, and the ~wo men were separated. ta}m aS was panting with fury. ~ both of ~hls, and the next moment was The two men were placed back to ~ek; gone. the paces were counted, the signal was * * * * * .* * given; the principals wheeled and fired. Since that day two years have come and When the smoke cleared Feveral was seen gone; the London season is at its height to be standing apparently unhurt, but again, and ~he tragic story of the death of the duke was lying on the ground. Ituga the Duke d'Azzeglio has passed entirely rnshed to his master and lifted his head. from every mind. One glance at ,his face, and he turned The spring has come on with unusual with a startled look to his companion. "The duke is dead!" he sai~ CItAPTER XXVL At 4 o'clock that same afternoon Fee- oral stood again in the streets of London. The journey from Franee had been nmde me~.hanically, but now he paused, re~aliz- hlg the nature of .the task which wad be- fore him. Some one mus~ tell Constance what had occurred. He hailed a hansom at once and drove to Dr. Priestly's house. On ~lighting at the gate he came face to face with Al,ice Greybrook. "Miss Greybrook, this is fortunate," said he, taking ~her hand; "how is Lord tiarrington ?" "3luch better, and past all danger." "I wish some one to go to Avondale Castle, to the DuChess d'Azzeglio." "To Constance?" eric~t Alice in alarm; "is there ill news for her, Mr. FeveralT' "Whether the news be good or ill, it will be for her to determine. The duke is dead." That same evening Alice left London for Avondale Castle, but before start- ing she had heard from Feveral the whole story of the duke's death. While ~ll these terrible events ~ad been taking place, Constance, utterly ignorant o~ what was going on, had been living quietly wi~h her grandmother. Life o her was virtually over; she be- lieved that aR hal~piness for her was end- ed, but she was glad to escape the degra- d~ti(m which would ,have come upon her had she been compelled to return and live ,'with her 'husband. The only consolation for all her sorrow wa~ the kno~ledge that her consin lived. Day 'by day she wa~ed and watched in feverish eagerness for ~he letters which came to ,her frown her l friend, el,ways bringing her some comfort and making her miserhble li'fe a little less .hard to 'bear. When Alice arrived she rushed to embrace her friend; then she saw thwt her face was pale and troubled. "Alice, w~hat is the matter? why have ~'ou come?" she cried, ,in alarm. "Lord Harrington ds almost well," said A~ice, quietly taking her friend's hand. "I ,have other news for you, Constance." Then she to'ld her as tenderly ~s possi- ble the ~'hole of the story, which she had heard from Feveral, and Constance, lis- tening to her, realized tha,t she was free. Early t~he next morning the fllree ladies left Avondale Castle for London. By that ~ime t'he news of Constance's widowhood had spread. They reached London early ,in the da~', and drove at once ,to Park Lafie. One glance at the house, and Con- stance began ~o real.ize for the first time Chat the ~ews was really true. It seem- ed to her as if ~he sh:ado~, of death hung over the place. All the b'inds were drawn, and she fel.t almost suffocated by the feel- ing of intense stillness v~hieh reigned everywhere. The body of the duke had not a~'ived from France, but was honrly expected. Hugo had telegraphe~l #hat all.must be hi readiness for ,its reception. The story of tlm duke's death was a nine days' wonder. The papers took it up and discussed it ~n their columns, the lad~es in their drawing roams. Various stories were circulated, and certain whis- pers concerning the duchess were set afloat, but none of these could be substan- tiated, since the only man who could have given credence to these reports was dead. Mean,while Consta~.ce lived on very quietly ~n Park Lane. Greatly to Itugo's amazement. ,the only will to ,be found was ore which made Constance the sole mis- tress of her :husband's immense fortune. Her first care was to d~ismiss Hugo, and ~aalf her retinue of servants; then she caused a number of the rooms to be closed; and lived q~rietly with her grandmother and Miss Grey~brook in the few small rooms which were set ~par for them. 'Phree weeks passed thus. A.t the end of that time Constance, yielding to the en- treaties of her friend, consented to take a trip abroad. She was in her room one day, giving orders to ~her maid, when Alice canine to her, and asked to speak to her alone. '~Constance," salid AHce, "whom do you think I have seen to-day~ Some one OU " , who wishes o see y . i "In a moment Constance's face flushed; i for she though,t of Frank, and Alice not-i ing this, continued ~urriedly: "It was Mr. Fevera~, dear." "Mr. Feveral!" excmimed Constance. "Alice, have you forgotten he killed the duke?" "He killed the duke; yes, in fair and open fi~t. Oh, do not look startled, dear. I do not wish .to condone a murder-~but .this was not a murder, and there are some wrongs which only 'blood can wipe out. He came o me to-day wh~le I was walking iu the park, and my heart bled for him, he was so e, rhanged.'' Half an hour later, when Constance was again in her sitting room, the door of the room was opened, and Feveral was shown ~n. Mr. Fevdral! Could th~s dndeed he he-- this grave, gray re'an? Although only a few weeks had passed since s'he had seen him, as many years seemed to have been added to his age; the mask which he had assumed ~hile in ,the service of the duke had been cast a~ide, and she saw instead of, the plating spy a weary, heart-broken man. "Mr. Feveral," she sa'id, "I sent for you --yes; and now" that you are here I do not repent of my action. I could not speak because I am so sorry to see you like t~is ---you are so changed." He smiled sadly. "I have no longer a part to p~ay," he said; 'h~y work on earth is done. All I pray for now is death. My one joy in life has gone from me, and I have lived to avenge her; q~ha,t was all I craved for, to see the man who had killed my wife and wrecked my happiness dead at my feet. "Yoh 'have s~ffered so much," she said; it. h~ it hrig~htness; so thinks Sir Jc~hn Priestly as he sits at the window of his study gaz- 'ing out upon his garden, where his wife is busy amongst 'her flowers. ttis wife, none other indeed than our old friend, Alice Greybrook, looks up and ,beckons to him, and he obediently rises and goes down. "I have news," she said, brightly. "Con- stance is coming lie,InC." "You don't say so!" "But I do. Just listen." She produc(~l from her pochet a letter-- and eomnleu.ced to read: "We ,~re coming back, dear, and would like to stay with yea for a few days bef~)re taking l~SScssion of our home. Frank has managed to d'i~pose of my old house in Park Lane, so I thank heaven I shall have nothing now to remind mc of that cue ter- rible episode in our lives. Frank and I are as much united as if we had never been parted; and I shall try to forget that there was ever a time when I was ]lot his wife. CONSTANCE." That same evening a happy party gath- ered in Sir John Priestlyls dining room. There was Alice, fulfilling the duties of hostess; near to her was Constance, and ou her right was Frank, looking hand- somer than ever. The ~alk was-flowing merrily, when it was interrupted by Alice. "Do you know uqlat to-day is?" She cried. "It is ~:he anniversary of the day on whdch we ~'ere all married." "Then let us drink a toast," cried Frank. "l~riestly, old. fellow, may you and Alice be as happy as you deserve to be; and may Connie and I continue as we are; oh, Connie?" She laughed and nodded, and drank the" toast. (The end.) The Rustlers'-XVar. - In ~Vyomhtg irrigation struggled for some years with an obstacle more formidable th~n aridity. This was tlle organized stock interest which flourished on the public lands, waste- fully using the public streams to pro- duce crops of natural ,hay and to water great herds of cattle. 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