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I MlR_I_AM CHAPTER V. The plan that Miriam formed during that long wakeful night of avoiding further intircourse with Mr. Keene .rn that, his last day, at Enstwick by feigning illness and keeping to her own roomtwas frustrated by an urgent reqmst, received by the morning's post from iMrs. Archer, for her to go at once to the Rectory, and execute. certain commissions thrre which were said to be important, and which must be'performed without delay. The departure to Lady Bick’s brother was making, all undesired by him, as:ch deal of disturbance in lhat affectionate nonse- hold, therefore it was that Miriam's hesvy eyes and unusually pallid face cz- cited little comment when she, hsi'iog received her letter in her room, put in a tardy appearance at the breakfast- table. . 1 “A drive will do you good. dear, all her hostess said. pony-carriage. Sir Robert Wishes himself to drive Kingston to ilie station. ’ ’ “Imagine the mother turning whip," young Rob observed, with a laugh. “Better walk down with Ella and me, Mrs. Kingâ€"safer, I assure you.” But Ella had noted the trarfulness of her mother's eyes as she spoke of her brother's departure, and she thought that the propOsed drive might be beneficial to more than Mrs. King. “Why, mother can manage the ponies “Although one of them used to be restive in single har- ness, he is the verisst dear when he runs with the other, Rob. Mother could man- age them easily if she were twice as beautifully l" she said. nervous. ” “And I am thinking," Lady Hicks King is engaged at the Rectory, I can come on to the station to see the last of you, went on, “that, while Mrs Kingston. " Kingston assented perforce to this plan, having a man's horror of tearful alien: on a public platform. He looked at his sister very kindly; the tears were run- ning'down her face. “Why, Agatha, cheer up." he said for the first time It will be no worse for you than it has been gently ; “ ’tisn’t that we are to be parted. before. " “It is your going just nowâ€"just at Christmasâ€"that mother feels," Ella re- “Next Week we shall be having theihouse full of other people who belong marked. to us." “All Hickses, " Agatha said, with a sob. “You are the only one of my people left to me, Kingston, and ou___.. y “Good Heavens! Not all Hickses surely i” cried Rob, who had no sympathy with his mother's melting mood, and he proceeded to rattle on about the coming of some friends of his own, who at any rate were not Hickses. And so, when the pony carriage drew up at the door, it happenedâ€"as they were all glad to remember in the after-timeâ€" tl'mt'ghe whole family came into the hall to due the ladies star‘.._ Miriam was al- ready scared, the rugs wrapped by Rob carefully about her. when Mr. Keene, having said his few last words to his ris- tar, brought her down the steps. He helped h:r to her seat, pulled the furs around her, gave her the reins with hands that Miriam hated to see were trembling. She gave but one glance at his pale setface, and determined to look no more. r “That is the last I shall see of my husband for ever, 'slio told herself, and pressed her lips tightly together as she averted her eyes. “You will not see Mrs. King at the station,” Lady Hicks said, with a sudden thought. “You must say good bye to her nOW, Kingston.” But the ponies were chafing to be ofl“, and Miriam’s hands were enveloped in her furs, and Mr Keene only slightly raised his hat in farcwril, and they were off; and the last lorik his sister sought from him was given to her companions averted face, and it was at her lessening form he looked L0 yearningly, standing bare- hesded on the gravel sweep, when they thought he was straining his eyes to catch the last glimpse of his sister ; for a pious fraud had been practised at the instance of Rob the unsanti- menial. “Ailthat about saying ‘goodâ€"bye’ at the stat‘on is a nuisance, you know, sir,” he said to iii uncle. “A man doesn‘t care to have his woman weeping and wail- ing around him in public. That was why 1 gavcihe wrong tip about the train. When she gets to the station it will have been gone half an hour. " Mr. Keene pulled himself together as the young man addressed him. “You be good to your mother al- ways, my boy,” he said. “There are Viry few such women in the world, loving and tender hearted and â€" forâ€" giving." - In a. few minutes, urged on by a restlessness he could not control, Mr. Krone had set out alone to walk to the station. - “I shall meet your father,” he said . to Elli, as he bade her good-bye ; “if not I will look in upon him at the club. You will see that my things are sent." “You will be sure to fall in with mother and Mrs. King again,” Ella replied. “They call at sevcnl places in the town before Miriam goes to the Rectory." “That Mrs. Kingâ€"you like her i” he asked gravely. “I love her i” declared Ella, effusion. “Dear little Ellaâ€"good little girl ! Al- ways be true to your friends,” he said, and stooped and kissed her with so much with was “Since you must go to the Rectory, I will take you in Elia's fervour that the tears came into the girl‘s oyes. The morning was bright and frosty, and Mr. Keene, keeping pace with the tumult of thoughts whirling through his brain, Walked quickly over the crisp hard roads, past the frost bospsngicd hedges sparkling in the sun, pds‘: the ugly, hali- comp ctcd buildings“ at a standstill this morning-whore the suburb approached the town, past the public house at the cornerâ€"lie stood and looked at it for a momentâ€"from which the men had reeled who had-frightened Miriam on that dark evening not so long ago. parist ihe en- trance to that gloomy sloppy lane where he and she had held their first converse after so many years. The lane was not sloppy 10-day, but was beantified out of his recollection by the time frost and the sunshine. He turned and walked down it for a {cw paces. Sonic red berries, half eaten by the hungry birds, still hung on the struggling hedge. He broke ( if a. couple with their stems and fastened them in the button-ho‘c of his coat. A further walk of ten minutes brought him into the town. He remembered what Ella had said about the chance of seeing his sister and Miriim again. Already he was feverishly anxious to do thisâ€"just to see them go by. He thought that then he would be more at rest. Making his way to the market-place, he stood at the enirancc to the principal hotel. SOOHtI‘ or later they must pass that way he knew. the broad pavement, past the hotel, a posse of men and boys. They were talk- ing loudly together, and s ime portion of what they said suddenly struck Iupon his careless ear, and wakened him to ter- rified attention. “Women ain’t no bisncss to drive," one respectable middle-aired man was saying. “The groom, ye see,” another explained, “’e were outâ€"a gone in somewheres withamessage. when they started (if. ’Twere that orgin a strikin’ up as did it, and-â€"" The speaker stopped suddenly and turnediound, feeling a hand upon his shoulder. “Of what accident are you speaking ?" Kingston asked, addressing the group “Be quick some of you and tell me 1" “Ladies thrown out of a pheay ton,” the first speaker replied. “Some 0’ the Blikfl'fl iumily, we don’t know which." “Anybody hurt l" Kingston questioned anxiously, his face, which had been a bronze not often seen in Newton, turned to a ghastly pallor. ‘ One on ’em,” was the reply. “Where are they '3" “I’ll show ye,_sir," raid the mid- dle aged man. “Come along 0’ me sir." During their five minutes’ walk side by side, the man glanced often into the ashen face of hisczmpanion, and with the in- stinct of a gentleman remained silent. But he told afterwards to his wife. and to the knot of idlers who gathered about his door as he ate his dinner, how, when the gentleman passed through the crowd around the door of the house to which he was led, he moved his hands in front of him, as if grouping in blindness. It was into a Chemist's shop that Mr. Keene passed in that blind uncon- scious way,‘ which, shcp was full of people. "b‘hc is carried through there. sir, into the room," a woman said pityingly. At the same moment the glass door at the end of the shop opened, and there stood, pale and ghastly, but breathing, moving, livingâ€"his wife! “it. is not you, then," he said hoarsely ; “I thank Heaven l" Miriam came a s'cp forward. She saw nothing of that crowd of people around her, nothing even of her husband, but only 1) mt Agaiha‘s brollifi-i', only ilic man whom that poor woman lying in the ml- joi.;i':g room had devctcdly loves. hhe put her hand on his arm. “You have come at last,’ she said, as though she had been confidently expect- ing him. ‘lIt may not be the very worst â€"â€"we don't knowâ€"tho doctor does not know. She is unconscimsâ€"come l” She half drew him to him to the glass door and closed it behind her. “You are safe ’1" he questioned, taking her hands in his. “Nor hurt at all? I thank Heaven l" “Do not think of me.” she groaned. “What do I matter? Oh, that it had been me 1 He, the doctor, will not say if there is hope ; but I knowâ€"I know that there is none l" Aminuie more and they were in the little sitting-room. Lady Hicks lay on the sofa. She was in her out-door di'esa, rxccpt that her bonnet was removed ; she was very pals, her eyes halfAclosed, and slie was breathing with a noise that seemed to fill the room. The doctor knelt by the side (f her couch, looking, it appoiicd, intently into her eyes ; the master of the shop stood by looking at the doc- LOI‘. “Where is she huit l" Mr. Keene whispered, leaning over the unconscious form. “It is her head,” the doctor answered aloud. “There is no need to whis~ per ; she will not boar,” he added gravely. “Is there nothing to be done 7." Mr. Keene asked, impatiently regarding him. “Let us have further medical aid. For Huavcn’s sake, set about doing some- thing.” “All the doctors in the world could do no more,” the other ~confideutly' declared. “But have you looked to see Where she is hurt 'i That arm, is there anything wrong with it that it lies in that posi- tion 2” “It is broken, sir,’ said the chemist. “Both her arms are broken}? : v As he waited there, there came along “Then why in Heaven’s name don't you set about doing something for them 1” the brother cried. "Useless," affirmed the doctor. sadly sinking his head. “The hurt in her head will cure the hurt in her arms.” "You mean that she is ger ’1" Mr. Keene demandcd, fiercely. “I mean that she is dying,” returned the other calmly. “I mean ilmt she may last for hours, but that she will never wake from that sleep.” Miriam, wiih a low cry of terror and grief, flung herself into the arm-chair by the fireâ€"«thorn she lay and robbed con- in dan- almost _vuleively. Mr. Keene uttered no furrhei' sound, but stood and looked with ap- parent calm at tho still form on the couch, listening to the plinful breathing. Tue chemist wheeled forward a chair to whore he stood. Mechanic iily he dropped into it, looking and listening still “SirRobcrt l" hessid presently. “Some one simu'd go to him " “A messs ngrr has been sent, sir. The young lady thought of everything before she broke down.” Mr. Keene turned and linked at “the young lady," who was sobbing passion- atolv. “How did it happen ; do you know ‘2" he querizd, turning back to the chemist. “Sonic musicâ€"a brass band or some- thingâ€"struck up suddenly and frightened the ponies. The groom was in a shop; Lady Hicks appears to have lost her nerve, and, although the young lady im- plored her to keep quiet, she threw lior- self out. The young lady cuighl at the reins, bu“. she had no control over the ponies, and the carriage turned over at the first corner. 'Tis wonderful how she herself cscaped with so little hurt." “Is she hurt at all i" Mr. Keene asked quickly. “Are you sure that she is not hurt 'l" The doctor was ntmding over Miriam, holding a glass with some cal-volatile. She sat up after a minute and took it from him into her shaking hand. One of them noticed that it was her left hand, and the other hung helpless at her s‘de. The doctor lifted it, and she gave a little cry of pain. “Doss that hurt you i” he asked quietly. “Let me look, please." "It is nothing," Miriam answered ; “it is my wrist â€"â€" oh, what does it matter 7 ’ “Are you sure thatis all ’1" her husband asked, getting up from his chair and cross ing over to her, while the doctor, having removed her jacket and cut open her dress sleeve, quickly bonndherarm. “You feel no other pain, Miriam l" “Noâ€"oh, no i” “Then what is this '2" Mr. Keene asked, touching with his fingers a drop of blood oozing from under the dark hair on her temples. He gently lifted the loose hair at her forehead and exposed a sufficiently ugly cut ~ “A nasty flesh out, no more," the doc- for said, having examined it ; then, while he pulled a bit of lint to pieces to staunch the blood, he continued, “You have been saved from serious injury almost by a miracle. You have very much to be grateful for " Miriam took no heed of his words, but looked appealingly at Mr. Keene. « “I tried to save her," she said. “Even in that awful moment I thought of her husband and childrenâ€"and you, who all loved her. I begged. I implored her to sit still ; I c iuld not hold her, because it took both my hands for the reins. Oh, do you think if 1 had let them go and held herâ€"held her with all my forceâ€"oh, do you think she might have been saved ’1 Hark l”â€"â€"shrinking back in her chair, and hiding her face on its cushions. "There is Sir Robert I" All this was at noon-tide. At eveniiill Lau'y Hicks still lay unconscious on that unlaniiisr couch. There was hardly a. sound to be heard but that painful breath- ing in the room. Now and their a half- stificd rob would Comofrum Ella. as she lay with her face buiii-d iii Mirizim’s lap, or Kingston Ker-no would leave his place by his sisler's side and silently pac: tliu room, or Sir Robert, almost stupofied with grief, holding his wifc’s hand in one of his, would With the other take out his walcli, the seals jiiigling noisily as he did so. Poor Rob, all unusrd to grief, and ashamed of the emotion he could not control, would not stay in the room, but miserably paced the pavement in front of the shop. At midnight one of them noticed a change. Mr. Keene bent over to the girls huddled together by the fire. “You and Ella go to bed,” he said to Miriam, “you cando do good, you are both worn out. Go all once." "I cannot, Marmot," Ella moaned. Her uncle stooped and lifted her in his arms. “You must think of Miriam,” he said, pronouncing his Wife’s name unnosiccd in tho suâ€"ncrnl excitement. "Remember that she has had much to bear and is tired. Look at her, dear, and you Will See.” Ella looked into her friend's face as bidder). “I am sclfish to keep you. Mir um.” sho said. But Miriam would not leave her, and presently putting her arm about the girl's W2.le she led her from the room. On the strange bed of the r Chemist’s spare room the two gills lay down, dressed as they were, in each other’s arms, and there in a. llttlc limo Ella had cried her- Siflf to sleep. Miriam could not close her cycs ; she lived over again those ter- rible niinul'cs in the morning; she exâ€" perienced with all their original pain and intensi y tho sensations of the day ; liei thoughts dwclt with sleepless persists-my on the woman dying in the room below You go -â€"â€"lhe wife, mother, sister, friend ; they lingered with sick reluctance over the fur age of her own husband. The contrast of his strength of form with the helpless- ness of the figure on the couch beside him had impressed itself vividly on her memoryâ€"Sir Robert and Rob, his son, being sligh' and somewhat insignificant- lnoliing men. His tenderness to Ella and thoughtfulness for herself troubled her in spite of herself ; nor could she for. get that word of thanksgiving which had burst from his white lips when he had first become certain of the safety of his wife. ‘ ‘l. ihank Heaven that it is not you," he had said. and yet the alternative he had known must be so terribleâ€"hi5 sis- ter, his only sister, the only person on earth perhaps who really loved him. Mirism's heart almost stood still at the shock Ufa, sudden reenllection which struck her with peculiar force. “He will be alone,” she thoughtâ€"“as much alone as I i" In an hour's time, unable to find sleep, she gently disengaged hi’rself from Ella’s arms and stole down-stairs to the door of the sick’room. Instvad of the heavy breathing. a sound of painful sobbing broke upon her car. With trembling hand she pushed the door farther open. Rob had come in ; he was standing in the farthest corner of the room. his poor young griefrstricken face hidden against the w Lil ; his father was on his knees by the side of the couch on which that solemn form, now for ever silent, lay, and it was from him that the sobs and the broken wailing words come. Miriam leant against the door-post, trembling and heart-sick with grief and pity. She did not see her husband at first , but presently lie‘_,came forâ€" ward and put a hand on left Ribert's shoulder. “Be a man, Robert," he said, in a voice broken and husky and all unlike his own. “Youâ€"you have your children, remem- ber, and others left to comfort and care for you, while Iâ€"she was the only oneâ€" I am quite alone.” Then Miriam could bear no more ; but, stifling the sub that rose in her throat, she turned and fled tip-stairs and took poor unconscious Ella in her pitying arm. againâ€"poor inofherless Ella, who would learn when she awoke what an empty, sorrowful place was the world which for her had been so complete and joyful. Mr. Keene again deferred his departure from Eastwick, spending the best part of a week there, awaiting his sister’s-fun- eral. His companionship, although often a silent one, was of great benefit to Sir Robertâ€"a common loss, a common grief for one both had loved bringing them into greater sympathy than one of them at least had deemed possible. Rob too, tired, boy-like, of grief, was glad to try to forget it in the presence of the only person about him who seemed anxious to dispel instead of to encourage the general mournfulness. Miriam, worn out with grief and excitement of various kinds, was too languid to persist in her antagonism, and seemed to take Mr. Keene’s const int kindness and attention as Ella too ac- cepted it, as something of her due, and as a matter of course. To the latter, indeed, during the eternity of that dark week of gloom and silence, he was an angel of light. Miriam wasaconsolation, she was something to cling to, to cry against, to trust in; but her uncle was the person who really helped her to live through and to rise above her childish unreasoning grief. She would lie for hours, her head in Miriam's lap, and their hands locked together, listening to his pleasant voice as he talked or read. It s emed a relief to her to talk of her mother, and she questioned Mr. Keene minutely about their :carly life together. Perhaps not without pain to himself he would talk to her of that distant time when life had been all before him, when he had been full of hope and faith in himself, and his sis- ter had been more than happy in her perfect confidence in and dependence on him. (TO BE conrmunn.) A (liii'c for Drunkciicss. Thci'c is a prescription in use in Eng- land ior the cure of drunkenness, by which thousiu'ds are said to have been enablccl :1 recover themselves. The rcccipc cime inro notoriety by the efforts of Mr. John Vina Hall, commander of the Great Eastern steamship. 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