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ed ner. She never made a quicker
toilet in all her life, and she pre
sented herself at th? door of the
hall just as Carrlngton took his de
parture. "Hernard," she cried, catching him
by the arm, "what a relief! What a
release!"
My lord stood very straight and tall
His eyes snapped viciously. Lady Ce
cily must have been blind not to have
Been how thin the Ice upon which
she trod.
"She has gone, the little country
Kirl," cooed Iady Cecily. "When you
have taken vengeance upon Strathgate
you will come back to me, and remem
ber that whatever happens to you, 1
care very much. I can't forget your
lips last night."
She looked up at him and cam;
closer, cf'.reless of who might see or
hear.
"Madam," paid my lord, very sttfl
and stern. "I. too, cannot forget last
night. I was a fool then, but I shall
be no longer. Will your ladyship
kindly release me?"
He drew himself unmistakably
away.
"What, Carrlngton!" she cried tn
dismay.
"I mean It both now and forever.
And hark, ye, madam, when I return
with my wife, I think she will not b
best pleased to find you here."
"Are you going back to that V
and Lady Cecily used a rough word
better fitted for the camp than the
court.
"You Jezebel!" cried my lord, rai
tug his band as If to strike her.
He was white with passion and In
dignation. Lady Cecily shrank back
against the door terrified. My lord's
hand fell by his side, and without
another giance at her he strode down
the gravel path where the lightest
and best of the grooms held twc
horses.
My lord sprang to the back of Sail
or, put a s-pur into the horse and raced
madly down the driveway, past the
lodge gate, out upon the main road
and turned his head toward Ports
mouth. Had he not been so impe
rious with the lodgekeeper, be would
have found out as Sir Charles Seton
did a few moments later when he
came out mounted upon his first-rate
horse for hard riding, that the car
riage and turned westward.
It was in that direction, therefore
that the young soldier rode, his mind
in a turmoil as to whether Strathgate
had run away with Mistress Deborah
or Lady Ellen, and his soul filled with
hot indignation against his host on
a number of counis.
N: h:r cf fhom knew that twc
ho;i!. "--'--v.' - ::-.v.diy. bleod-stained
rn-r.. ':-.. u;;o:i a coach
horse from which the traces and
other parts of harness had been cut,
had passed the gate on the way to
Portsmouth at a gallop that bade fair
to kill the horse. Sagate had re
covered consciousness after awhile,
and thinking that the two women
would go back to Portsmouth by
some means or other, had mounted the
less tired of the two horses, somewhat
refreshed by the half hour's rest, and
had galloped in that direction.
Thus the three men rode with lust
In the heart of-one, vengeance in the
minds of the other two, and murder
in the souls of all, while the two wom
en rocked merrily on in their stanch
little boat through the green ts, un
knowing and unheeding all fcdat bad
occurred. .
CHAPTER VIII.
Sir Charles Picks Up the Course.
It is necessary that we take up the
course of the different actors in the
drama seriatim until they converge
at some point which shall be the
focus of all their directions.
It was about eight o'clock when
Carrlngton and Seton left the hall,
turning their backs upon one another,
in beginning this famous man and
woman hunt. Seton, mounted on his
best horse, covered the ground at a
great pace. Naturally he made much
better time than Strathgate had, for
all his furious driving of the bays.
"What Do You Mean 7"
yvtvsftto npYi
It was half past nine when at a bend
In the road he came upon the over-
SCAFADE
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tiirn'd carriage. II?re '.v;.3 tar. ;;ib" ?
evidence that he was on the ;i?ht
track. He brought his horse to a full
stop and dismounted to examine into
the situation.
The cause of the accident was obvi
ous to the simplest mind. He wa3 not
content with determining that, how
ever. So he inspected the carriage
with the minutest care. He was not
long in discovering the hole made by
Ellen's pistol ball through the seat,
and he Instantly divined that some
one in the carriage had tried to kill
the driver. The track of the bullet in
dicated that If the driver had occu
pied the usuaJ seat he would infallibly
have been hit. In that case there
should be evidence of the wound in
the shape of blood on the seat or foot
board. Although be searched care
fully, he could find no blood stains.
There had been no rain. To all in
tetnts and purposes the carriage had
been undisturbed and he could only
conclude that the driver had In some
way escaped a wound. He thought
bard for awhile and finally decided
that the driver must have had pre
vious warning and must have crouched
down on the footboard, driving from
there.
Then be examined the harness. The.
traces had been cut and of course
both horses had disappeared. There
was a broken spot In the earth at
the base of the nearest tree as if
some object had been hurled violent
ly to the ground. The bark of the
tree was slightly scaled. He knelt
down and examined it closely. Yes,
there were Wood stains on the white
edges. What had happened was evi
dent. The breaking wheel had sc
abruptly checked the carriage that
the driver had been thrown violently
to the ground and had been knocked
senseless by striking the tree. The
driver was Strathgate.
Tbe ground was somewhat soft Id
the shadow and footprints were dis
cernible in the low spot where the
carriage had fallen. There were
marks of a woman's shoe and a man's,
albeit a man of small feet, by tbe
side of the carriage door and other
marks around tbe horses. From tb
trampling and hoof marks Seton con
cluded that the horses must have stood
quiet for some time. He surmised that
the inmates of the carriage had taken
advantage of the stop to get out and
go ahead while Strathgate lay stunned.
He was puzzled to account for the
prints of the man's shoes by the side
of the carriage door. They were toe
small for Strathgate's foot. He di
vined that tbe prints of the woman's
shoes in the soft ground were made
by Debbie's feet. The other must have
been made by Lady Ellen's, although
what she. was doing with a man's
shoe on he could by" no means under
stand. He did rot know in what
guise she had escaped from the hall.
He tried to follow the trail of the
separate footsteps but lost it in the
hard ground. After a few moments
he went back to the carriage and stud
ied the matter deeply, but could come
to no conclusion. There were only
two thoughts that gave him any com
fort. One was that he was evidently
os the right track; the second was
that some one was in a state of en
mity toward Strathgate, else how ac
count for the pistol bullet through the
seat. This thought mightily encour
aged him. He was puzzled to know
why the traces had been cut, but at
last decided that Strathgate must have
mounted the two womer; on one ol ins
horses and himself on the other one
and have gone on in Chre direction of
the first flight. If he fcad turned back
toward the hall Seton would have met
him, or would have heard from rt in
some way, for the horses under such
conditions could make but slow time.
After a final search of the interior
of the carriage In which he was re
warded by finding a tiny bowknot of
scarlet ribbon which he thought be
recognized as one that had trimmed
Mistress Debbie's gown, for it was a
color she affected, and which he
tucked carefully away in his pocket,
he mounted his horse and started
westward once more. This time he
went more slowly. It should be no
trick to overtake two tired coach
horses heavily burdened, and lest they
might have turned aside or stopped at
different places, be resolved to pass
no farmhouse or no cross road with
out examining it. Wherever he could
he made inquiries, but learned noth
ing. His mind began to misgive him.
He must have overlooked some pos
sible hiding place, but he pressed on.
An hour from tbe carriage he came
upon a bay coach horse straggling by
the wayside, with certain portions of
harness dragging from him. Here was
another mystery. If there had been
two horses, where was the other?
Why was he abandoned in the high
road not a soul being near? The
horse permitted him to get close
enough to enable him to see that the
traces which dangled from his sides
had been severed by a knife. There
could be no doubt that this was one
of Carrington's coach horses. There
was no evidence that it had been rid
den and Seton was puzzled. He rode
to the top of a little hillock and sur
veyed the country. There was no place
of possible shelter for a mile around.
It
He was completely at a loss to un
derstand the situation, but concluded
to ride forward. He rode on for an
Lour, seeing nothing, obtaining no
fatlsfactory answer to his questions.
It was hardly iossible that three peo
51. could have ridden on one horse.
There was no reason on earth. If they
h:H started out on two, for abandoning
If ;zs now nearly 11 o'clock in the
r.ioTLin?. lie concluded that he must
I:ave i uf.sed the fugitives on the way
ar.J !:') he turned and retraced his
t?;;, i ondering deeply. After half
r.n !:c:ir'.s hard galloping he came to
p. Ktf. - cross road. He had noticed it
beio:v and had been told that it led
to t'.f sea. Something checked him
in the road. He stopped to breathe
his horse a moment and consider his
course when it flashed into his mind
that perhaps the party in default of
horses would endeavor to escape by
boat. He knew that Ellen was an ac
complished sailor, and he cursed his
stupidity that he had not thought cf
it before.
He galloped down the road and in
a few minutes came to a little fishing
village. Some of the fishermen had
gone off for the day's work in their
boats, but one grizzled sailor was
moodily pacing up and down the little
wharf. Reining his horse in on the
shore, Seton hailed him.
"My man," he said, "have you seen
anything of two or three people, twc
women and a man inquiring for a boat
this morning?"
"No," growled the man, "but I had
a boat at this wharf, the best boat
in the haven, and when I come down
this morning at five o'clock she was
gone."
"Gone!" cried Seton, dismounting
from his horse in his excitement.
"What do you mean?"
"Just what I say, your honor," re
turned the man. "She was tied right
there" he pointed to one of the
spiles "and when I got up I was the
first man down here at the wharf, she
was gone."
"Was there any message any clew
any sign?"
"Naught but this," returned the sail
or, pulling out of his pocket a handful
of shining guineas.
Here was proof positive to Seton.
It flashed Into his mind that Ellen had
mentioned that a ship belonging to
her was loaded at Portsmouth. He
saw it all now. In some way Ellen
and Deborah had escaped from Strath
gate. Ellen had instinctively turned
to the seashore. She had taken this
man's ship and was bound for Ports
mouth. "Well, my friend, I don't see that
you have anything to complain of."
"How's that, sir?" queried the sailor.
"Certainly the boat was hardly
worth more than five guineas."
"I've naught to say about the price,"
returned the man, "hut I'd like to ve
been spoken to before my property
was took that way."
"I have no doubt that you will get
youT property back in the end," re
turned Seton, confidently.
"And the five guineas?" queried the
man, anxiously, his countenance
changing.
"And the five guineas, too."
"Good!" exclaimed the boatman,
greatly relieved.
"Now, I want to know how far it Is
from here to Portsmouth?"
"A matter of between 30 and 40
leagues, dependin on the wind," said
the man.
"Would your boat be big enough to
make that distance?"
"Lord love yer honor, she's big
enough to go to France."
"But could a woman handle her?"
"If she knowed the sea and a boat
a child could do it."
"Was there any provision aboard?
"A breaker of fresh water and may
hap some hard bread."
"Good!" said Seton, reassured that
the fugitives were not starving at any
rate. "Now, I want to get to Ports
mouth, and I want to go by ea,"
He Judged that since Carrington
was probably headed in that direction,
by land, it would be best for him to
follow directly upon the course of
the fugitives which he had so luckily
run down.
"That'll be easy enough, your hon
or' said tbe sailor, "there's other
boats In the harbor."
"Is your boat a fast one?"
"Tbe fastest for her size along the
shore," said the man, proudly.
"Bat are there any which are
larger or better?"
"There's Will Hawke's boat yonder.
Will ain't abroad to-day, bein' down
with a spell of fever."
"Could we rent or charter that
boat?"
"We could If you've the money," re
turned the sailor.
"Very good," said Seton. ""Go and
see him, tell him that Sir Charles
Seton wants to charter his boat for a
run to Portsmouth. Are you free to
take charge of her?'
"That I am, master."
"A guinea a day, then, for your
services and whatever he wants for
the rent of the boat, you to be paid
for bringing her back same as going.
Is it a bargain?"
"Ay, ay. sir, if we can get Will to
rent his boat and his boy to help man
age her."
"Set about it at once," said Seton.
"while I arrange to leave my horse
at the tavern. By the way, what's
your name?"
"Whibley, sir. John Whibley, at
yer honor's service."
"Very well, Whibley. here's a sov
ereign for the first day," said Sir
Charles, flinging him a coin. "Now,
bestir yourself."
Whibley was as good as his prom
ise. A half an hour found Sir Charles
afloat in a small lugger with Whibley
for captain and two boys, the own
er's son and another that he had
picked up, for a crew. . . . -
"You said this was a fast boat!"
Sir Charles remarked to his sailing
master. "Ay. ay. Fir. With a wind like this-'
and indeed there was a ripping
breeze blowing up the channel "we
ought to reel off between 10 and 11
knots an hour."
"And what's the best your boat can
do?"' continued Sir Charles.
"Seven or eight."
"Well, then, we sail nearly twice
as last as they?"
"About one and a third times a3 fast
11 be nearer," returned Whibley.
"And they had six hours' start of
us," said Sir Charles, musingly. "We
can scarcely hope to overhaul them,
I am afraid."
"I guess not," returned Whibley.
"But you never can tell what's goin'
to happen at sea. The thing to do is
to clap on and hold on, an' trust to
luck. It'll be midnight before we
sight Portsmouth harbor, and they
had ought to get in two hours before.
We've got to make a deal of southing
to clear Portland Bill. However, we'll
hold on for it and do the best we
can."
"Spare nothing." said Seton, "an
extra guinea apiece to the three of
you if you overhaul tbe other boat."
"Beg your pardon, sir," said Whib
ley after a moment's thought, "but
bein's as they've took my boat, 1
should like to know how, if 'tain't too
bold, who or what them parties is
you're chasin'?"
"Two women," returned - Seton,
bravely.
"Hum," said Whibley under his
breath, "I've knowed of a man chasin"
one woman half 'round the world, but
I've never heard of a lover chasin'
two."
CHAPTER IX.
The Hard Riding of Lord Carrington.
Lord Carrington's best horse was
named Sailor. He was a magnificent
black, built for speed, but not with
out great powers of endurance. Like
all Englishmen, my lord was a fa
mous horseman, although he followed
the sea for a livelihood. He was a
case in contradiction to the ancient
adage that a sailor is never so much
out of his element as when be is
astride of a horse. Generations of
fox-hunting fathers had given him a
heritage of horsemanship which the
years he had spent upon the sea
could not eradicate, Not only was
he an expert rider, bat be was thor
oughly familiar with what could be
got out of a horse. He knew how to
rtde him to the best advantage, when
to spare him and when to press him.
It seemed to the groom who fol
lowed him on this occasion, hardly
less well mounted on one of my lord's
best hunters, that Carringtoo had
forgotten all be knew, for be had
scarcely entered upon the main road
when he put Sailor to his best paces
on the jump. In fac-t, he rode him
like one possessed. He spared neith
er whip nor spur, but drove tbe horse
forward as if the devil were after him
and heaven before him. Once the
groom ventured to remonstrate. Car
rington shut him up with a single
word.
The furies of Jealousy, of hate, of
revenge, were raging in his heart.
He had but one desire, to ride down
Strathgate and wrest Ellen from his
hands. He had no doubt that the
three were headed for Portsmouth.
He, too, remembered that there was
a ship belonging to Ellen about ready
to sail from that harbor, and he di
vined more quickly than Seton did
that it was thither she was bound.
He expected, since the party had gone
in a carriage and could by no means
make the speed he was making, that
he would overhaul them before night
fall, and in his black mood be was
willing to kill bis faithful horse, or
any number of horses, to bring about
the capture and stoppage of the fugi
tives one moment earlier than could
otherwise have been attained.
As if to punish him for hi3 misuse
of a noble steed who responded gal
lantly to every incentive of whip,
spur, voice and appeal his master
brought to bear. Sailor had the bad
luck to cast a shoe. A few leaps and
he went instantly lame. With a bit
tei curse Carrington dismounted and
examined the horse. Tbe poor beast
stood panting and exhausted, his
flanks heaving, his heart 'beating, his
head drooping. The groom had been
distanced and left behind. Carring
ton was alone with a lame horse miles,
apparently, from a posting station or
a blacksmith's shop. There was noth
ing to do but wait. He sat down by
the roadside, his eyes strained back
ward in the direction whence he had
come, looking for the groom. 'After
half an hour or so of delay, which
fretted him beyond measure, he dis
covered the fellow leisurely trotting
over a hill. Aroused by the halloos
of his master, the boy suddenly
quickened his pace and soon drew rein
beside him.
"What do you mean." cried Car
rington. furiously, "by loafing along
In that way? I told you to keep up
with me."
"My lud." said the boy. touching his
hat and dismounting, "no man on
earth could keep up with 70U without
killing his horse, and there are few
horses, even if killed, thafd be equal
to Sailor, sir. 'Tisn't in this mare. I
know. She was in distress several
miles back, and I pulled her up. If I
hadn't, she wouldn't be here."
There was sense in what the boy
said, and Carrington could not but ac
knowledge it.
"Give me your horse," he said,
"and do you take Sailor. He's cast a
shoe. Lead him on the road to the
nearest shop and come after me as
fast as is safe, but don't kill the
horse. I'm bound for Portsmouth.
You'll find me at the Blue Boar inn.
Here's money for the journey. If any
thing hagpens, you can leave your
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Chas. I. Webb was arraigned last
night before M. Archer, justice of the
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pairs of shoes of John Gebhart, the cob
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When brought before the court he read
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Born, to Mr. and Mrs. Chris Gauer,
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Notice to Creditors.
State of Nebraska, '
County of Cass, f 1 11 County Court.
In the matter of tlie estate of Margaret A. Pat
terson, deceased.
Notice Is hereby jriven that the creditors of
said deceased will meet the administratrix,
Mae Patterson, of said estate before me, coun
ty judjre of Cass county. Nebraska, at the
county court room in l'lattsmouth. In said
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l'.'th day of Decern I K'r.lW. at ten o'clock.a. m.,
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Six months are allowed for the creditors of
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one year for the administratrix to settle said
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Witness my hand and seal of said County
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of May, I'.tos. ALLEN J. BF.ESON.
seauI County Judtre.
Kamsey & Kamsey, Attorney for Estate.
SHERIFF'S SALE.
By virtue of an order of salt;, issued by
James Koliertson. cleric of the district
court, within and for Cass county. Nebraska,
and to me directed, I will on the
24th Day of June, A. D., 1908,
at 11 o'clock a. m., of said day at the south
door of the court house, in said county, sell at
public auction to the highest bidder for cash
the followlnt? real estate, to-wit: The north
half of the northeast (n"4 of the neH ) juarter.
of section thirty-three (33) in township twelve
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B. Chapin. Hoy M. Chapin, and Walter A.
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B. Chapin. Koy M. Chapin and Albert I. Wel
ton, are defendants to satisfy a judt?ment of
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