Brave Barbara OR LOVE'S SUNNY PATHWAY.

Waihi Daily Telegraph, Volume VI, Issue 1849, 26 January 1907, Page 4

Brave Barbara OR LOVE'S SUNNY PATHWAY.

BY EFHE BOWLAND .

■".-<■ OHAPTBRXXXI. JIBS, QBANTLEY SPBAKS > Shore was a long paaao, ia which Charleß Granlloy, eeomed to bear tho beating of his own heart; then Mr, Lorrimerßpoke, "Cifoumslanoos have made it necessary lor me to go through certain papers con. neoted with yoor husband's estate, Mrs, .Granlley, I imagined (hat I had these doonments at the office, bat although the various boxes have been' thoroaghly searohed, I cannot Sad an; (race of what I require, and I have come to BBk your assistance," ..' 'AlmaGrantieyeatvevj quiotly, Tiie light in tho boll was dim, broken only by the fllokerlpg flame of the fira, Mia had moved away to another ooroer where ehe was not notioed, bat where she could observe ell that passed, When Mra Qrantley jspoke, her voloe was olea", oalm and supercilious, ,: Lorrlmer," she said, "I have no (opera of any;sort." ■ , . "Again there was a pause—a pause in ; wbiob he stood faoo to face with his old ; self, as it were; for the' last time-a pause i ffhloh-he broke decisively. , ■ "My mother 'says rightly," he said, • tarniog to Mr Lorrlmer; "(ho possesses > no papera belonging to my father, but I • io,'> ,;•.'. • -v - :<ihm was a stifled groan from Alma 'Grantloy'slipa. ' \ ./! She sprang to her feet, "Ohttlesl remember!" she said, but ,'Oharles Qrantley only shook his:head and at that moment a log fell in the ashes and a great tongue of fire ehot np on the '.hearth, and bis faoe was dearly seen. ''Olroumslanoes, you say," ho remarked, turning to Mrß Lorrlmer," have forced you to go into the past, Qlroumgtanoes have also forced me to go baokwardi The papers that you require, Mr, Lorrlmer, are at joor disposal," " No I" said Alma Qrantley in a muffled ' voloe,'" no II forbid It P The firelight fell on her faoe and showed her to bo convulsed with passion, to be trembling in every limb, ' "loommandyou to be silent I" said, " I command it J" Bbe loomed hardly oonsolous of what ; ehe said; her voioe was hoarse and strained, r Mr.'Lorrlmer answered for the other, ' '"No, Hits Gramley, he may not be silent, If he has anything to toll, he must tell it, and then he must listen to what I have to lay to him," "Let me speak first," said Charles Qrantley, determinedly. " Mother, I havo kept my promise to you-at what a cost, you know-and I would have kept silent Mrs Qrantley looked from one man's laoe to the other, theq.she pat »her hands , to her brow and swayed to and fro. "I am ill 1" she said. "I am lilt" I oannot stay hero. Nells, where are you/ Take me away I" But Nella Bomers did not answer; ehe /"had'ehrtmk back more olosely tout of Bight, MhearßhrUling; shohadasick sensae, then to lose, after all? Were m«lm nf ifonnmlna nnrl nnti«ml„ n : to end in nothing? Had she taken upon hands tho possible stain of wreoking an. other's life—for ehe Ik was who was the oa'aie of Kenneth Lambart'e present danger-only to live. a blighted, desolate disappointed befog for'the rest of her aays? Mr Lorrlmer took Mra Qrantley'e arm and assisted htr to a obair, "I amtorrytlodistress you," ho said, but I beg yon to be oalm, The matter we have to deal with can be dismissed In a few words,, I shall only require you to confirm the statements I am aboutto make Bir.Obarlei," continued. Lorrimer turning weak people strong. Cunt

1 Love's Cruel Whim," "At a GioaJ Cost,"" A Woman Seorntd,' oto,

soma iafonntion whiob I fear will give yoa sorrow as well as surprise, The papers whioh I soils will furnish proof of what I {ill yoa, or at least I. hopo they will do bo ; but ficet of all, I will ask yon one question, Have you an enemy? Is {bore any ono yoa fear ?" " Had yoa asked me that qoeetion yesterday,". (Jharlo? Gramley answered, I would have replied that I did not know of a.definite enemy, but I would also have added tbat I footed cot ono man, but all the world. If you know Bj.ivoh about me,'you will kuow what I mo.w.' Richard Lortimer lookod at the- yonng man's worn faoe, at tho dark cirol.J eyes, at the premature gray hairsi, .•' Yes, I underhand," be soiJ, for bat!: to hismemiry there flashed all tlv.t poor Bidley had said to him tho I night rare, Ho had not heodod those few passionate words tbat had esoaped (Jharles Gran'.lay whon he he bad answered his mother to tell hiiv tbat a great deception had been praotioeJ, a oruel wrong done, I " Yon have an eDemy," he said, "a manj