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The Barnwell People-Sentinel, Barnwell, S. Thursday, May 21, 1936 STORM MUSIC By Domford Yates Copyright by Minton. Balch A Co. W?fU Sorvlco. CHAPTER XI—Continued —20— ••She was lying down on her lied »hen a gag was clapped over her mouth. Pharaoh, of course: but alone. She put up a fight, but he very soon had his way. He bound her wrists and ankles and took her master key. Then he carried her down her private stair case and Into a secret room—the ante chamber, In fact, to the cellar where lies the gold. ‘Tm afraid there’s no doubt that she suffered: but, except that Pharaoh put It across her, she simply leaves that bit out. Rut he must have been pretty ruthless, for In the end she opened the secret panel concealing the cellar steps. “Well, Pharaoh and Dewdrop went down, to view the gold: but Rush and Rugle remained In the chamber on guard. I ought to have said that her hands and her feet had been freed. Still, she hadn’t much chance, for they kept a torch on her face. “I shall never understand why Pha raoh employed two such wash-outs as Bugle and Rush. The first thing those two bright lads did was. between them, to drop the torch. By the time they’d found It again their prisoner was gone. The door to the secret room Is a se cret door. It cannot be opened from within. It was, therefore, standing open. In a flash my lady was out and had shut the door. “Well, though she was safe, she wasn’t clear of the wood. She was locked In a staircase-turret, and Rush had her master key. She called from the embrasures, but, as the castle was empty, there weren’t any ears to hear. Then, after a while she found Sabre standing beside her, licking her hand.” I felt that such a statement demand ed ?*nme sort of expression of disbe lief. “But you said—’’ “You shut your face,’’ said Geoffrey. ’Truth Is stranger than fiction—every time. The door to the turret was open and so were the doors to her room. But her room had been used. The thieves had escaped by the chimney, entered her room by the fireplace, cleaned themselves up In her bathroom and dis appeared.” “The obvious thing to do was to search the castle forthwith. I ought to have said that long before I got back, the switchboard had been repaired and the lights had come on, and while my lady was talking, the staff which had been scattered was trickling back. Florin and I Induced some sort of order before beginning the search. “We begun with my lady’s bedroom. One look at the hearth was enough. There was soot all over the place. But nothing and nobody else. We left the watchmen there and my lady and Florin and I went down to the secret room. It was empty now, we knew, for Pharaoh and company were gone: but the door to the cellar was open and my lady wanted It shut.” He took a deep breath. “I’ll tell you what we found. We found Pharaoh, Dewdrop and Rush— all three of them dead.” “Go on," said I, Incredulously. '■ “Fact,” said my cousin, shortly. “I’m glad you weren’t there to see It. It was a dreadful sight. Bugle had done the three In and <{hen cleared out. I fancy there’d been some scrap. Pharaoh’s. back was broken: he had no wound. “And here’s my Interpretation of this astounding find. “In Pharaoh's absence Bugle and Rush between them let Lady Helena *o. Wurrantahly fearful of the conse quences of what they had done, Rush and Bugle quarrelled, and Bugle killed Rush. Afraid to face Pharaoh—such a dereliction of duty meant almost cer tain death—Bugle decided to kill him and Dewdrop, too. And so he did. Then he escaped by the chimney, with Lady Helena's master key. This let him out of the castle by the way by which he came in. Why he waited to let her out, I cannot conceive. Pos sibly some twinge of conscience—you never know. That's one of the points which we shall never clear up.” “Then everything’s over.” said I. “The terror Is lald^T “The terror is laid,” saTd Geoffrey. “Bugle remains, of course. But I very much doubt If we shall see Bugle again.” Thoughtfully I regarded my napkin. Was It five or six days before a corpse rose to the surface of the wa ter In which it lay? “Then everything’s over,” I repeated. “Kvcept ttie Interment,” said Geof frey : “which Is fixed for tomorrow evening, as soon as It’s decently dark. As you seem to have had a night off, I •hink you might help with that.” • • • • • • • • Six days had gone by, and my pre cious secret was safe. This was hardly surprising. Only two beings knew that I had approached the castle that terrible night: and of these, the one was a jdog and the other was dead. I had not used Bar ley’s pistol: I had cleaned my cous in’s knife: my filthy garments lay hid In the Plumage woods. Nobody knew that In my notecase was Helena’s mas ter key. But another secret was safe. On the Sunday night Pharaoh, Dew- drop and Rush had been laid in a com mon grave, not far from the mouth of the tunnel that ran from the moat Though nobody knew It but I, Bugle kad jot to appear. For some unac- « countable reason the moat still with held Its,dead. My cousin was painting Plumage. Twice a day he vlstted Yorlck: but I ^was not Invited and would not go up unasked. Neither would I go to Plum age—although I longed to see her— because I was sure that Helena sat with my cousin and watched him at work. I bad made up my mind to leave An nabel and to go and stay at Innsbruck which was a city I knew. My cousin was to follow with Barley In four days’ time. And so I was sitting at Annabel, cursing life and regarding my half- packed trunks with at listless stare, when the host of the Inn came bustling with a note In bis hand. ' Dear John.x “Your cousin tells me that you are leaving tonight. Before you go, will you be so good as to show me where young Florin lies? I would not ask you this favour, but I was fond of young Florin, and you are the only being who knows the site of his grave. I cannot believe you will refuse ms, and so. If It will suit you, I will call for you today at a quarter to three. Please will you tell the bearer ‘yes' or *no.’ HELENA I went down to the door of The Reap ing Hook, to speak to the groom. “Tell her ladyship ‘yes,’ ” I said. • • • • • e • As the coupe stole' Into the fore court, I descended the steps of the Inn. Helena smiled and nodded and I took off my hat. “Will you drive, please?” With a pounding heart, I took my seat by her side, perceived the glow of her presence, discovered her faint perfume. ... The spot to which we were going lay 12 miles off, and, after leaving the car, we must walk half a mile through the forest to come to the doll. Be sure, A Gag Was Clapped Over Her Mouth. I drove slowly enough. . . . But though half an hour went by before we left the coupe, In all that time we never exchanged one word. Again and again I sought to make some remark, but I feared that my voice would tremble and so betray an emotion I did not wish her to see. To sit thus by her side, as I had sat so often, was stirring the depths of my being, as though with a sword. Though I kept my gaze fast on the road, with the tall of my eye I could see her peer less features and the gentle, steadfast look on her lovely face. She was neith er grave nor smiling, but something be twixt the two: her air was the air of one whose day is over, who has of choice withdrawn from the lists of life and is now content to sit and watch the tourney in which she will ride no more. I hail never seen her like this and at first I could not discover what It was that I found unfamiliar' In the beauty I knew so well: and then I saw: the eagerness was out of her face. .When I brought the car to rest, Helena was out In the road before I could open the door. Then we entered the forest together, as we seemed to have done so often In other days. In silence we came to the glade where Geoffrey had been painting when I first set eyes on the thieves, and In silence we passed to the coverts which might have been planted on purpose to keep the dell. And then at last we came out—not quite as I had Intended, above the bluff, but lower down, between the bluff and the water, at the edge of a sloping lawn. Helena caught her breath. “Oh, John, how lovely,” she said. Though I knew the spot was hand some, when I had seen It before I had been too much distracted to consider the features that went to make It so rare. “It’s finer than I thought,” I said quietly. *T never saw it from here." For a moment we stood together, looking down on young Florin’s grave. "I must bring old Florin,” said Hel ena. “I think it would help him a lit tle." Helena sat herself down with her back to the rippling brook. “I’d like to stay friends,” she said. “I know you’re going away, and I think you’re right. But I’d like to think that though our—our moments are over, we still were friends.’’ “If you please,” said I, dully, and sat down a little apart. ‘T’ve so much to thank you for.” “I don’t know that you have. But that's neither here nor there. We’ve peered at big things together—jou and I. We’ve eaten of strange, sweet fruits —like two children, hand in hand. And now we’re back where we were—where we were when you came to Plumage and I told you about the gold. We can go farther back: perhaps we have. But I’d like to stop there, if you can. I mean, one can always he friends.” “I can stop there," I said thickly. “That’s right,” said Helena gently. “I thought you could.” For a moment she looked at the palms of her little hands, as though to consult those pretty pages before proceeding with a discourse that was making my heart feel cola. Then— “When I say. friends, I mean It. I’ll always have a feeling that 1- can de pend upon you. I shan’t attempt to, you know. But I shall be glad of the feel ing. You know. When things go wrong, It makes a world of difference Pf you can say to yourself ‘If So-and-so were here, they would understand.’ " “You can count on me,” I said: “You let me come to know you as—as I’ll never know anyone else.” “Will It help you, John?” “I don’t know. I’ll write and tell you.” “That’s right. And I’ll always an swer. You see, my dear, we must never meet again. We’ve looked at glory to gether—and turned away. It wasn’t our fault, you know. We rather . . . rushed our fences. But down in that valley of shadow we gave each other Judg ment . . . and the Judgments were good.” I could not speak. I sat as though turned to stone. My heart In my breast was Ice. The blow which had fallen qjready, had fallen again. I had noth ing to lose, and had lost It. “From him that hath not shall be taken away even that which he hath." “I—I don’t know that mine was," I said desperately. “I’m afraid It was," said Helena. “I put my love above honor—and you mustn’t do thaff. And to any event mine was. You took Iny love and you put It back In its place. I don’t say you weren’t right tm do It, because you were. But there are some flowers, my dear, that you can’t transplant. I mean—if you move them, they die.” Blow upon blow. Couldn’t she see that the thing she was striking was dead? Everything and everyone was dead. Young Florin and Pharaoh and Dewdrop and Bugle and Rush, and ■flow her love^ And I had killed them —not Bugle, of course, nor young Flor in. But everything else. “That’s' all right,” I heard myself saying. “I’m glad . . . It’s dead.” There was a long, long silence. By the time It was over I had myself in hand. At length— “Poor Bugle,” said Helena slowly. “He did me a very good turn.” “By dropping the torch?” said I “I suppose he dropped It," she said. “But Rush was bullying me, and some times I think that Bugle was going to stop him. I don’t know, of course. When It fell, I Just flew for the door. And In any event he waited to set me free.” “A twinge of conscience,” said L Helena shrugged her shoulders. “He needn’t have done it,” she said. And then again. “Poor Bugle. I’ll al ways remember him kindly. I think he was the best of the lot.” “I think you’re right,” said I. “I had a weakness for Bugle, to tell you the truth. Of course Rush showed him off." “I know. I know. But he had a spark of feeling. More than a spark, I think. Very few men, placed as he was, would have troubled to let me out.” “What will you do,” I said, “about the loss of your master key?” “Change the locks, I suppose. It’a a hideous waste of money: but If Bu gle’s tempted, you know, there are plenty of crooks who'd pay a long price for that key.” I dared not pursue the matter: to do so would he to sail too close to the wind. I decided that Bugle must show another spark of feeling by re turning her master key. I would post It to her. There was another silence. With her eyes on young Florin’s grave, Helena spoke again. “That wasn’t the only reason why I wanted to see you before you went I want your help In a matter. . . . “Your cousin Is painting my picture —he's nearly done. It Is the most love ly portrait. . , . And as he won’t hear of a fee, I want to make him a pres ent. “Well. I’ve got a cup at Yorlck, an old, gold cup, with a curious history. Years ago. In the sixteenth century, the Yorlck of that day was painted. A' young painter, came, from Vienna, a man called Latz. Had he lived, he would have been famous, for the pic ture Is terribly good. Your cousin picked It out In an Instant as belhg the best of the lot. Well, when the painter had finished, the count was so pleased with his work that he called for wine and drank the young man’s health, and when he had drained the cup he called for gold. I suppose his treasurer brought it. Then he filled the cup with gold pieces and gara the painter the lot I hope It was ade quate payment. In those days it prob ably was. The next morning the paint er left Yorlck to make his yraj home. On his lonely ride to Salzburg the poor man was robbed and murdered—his body was found by the road. Now the thieves didn’t break up the cup, but six months later they tried to sell It at Innsbruck where Yorlck then had a hotel. But, as it happened, they took It to the very goldsmith that Yorlck himself employed. The moment he saw the arms, he knew that the cup had been stolen, and, to cut a long story short, the thieves were taken and hanged and the cup came back to the castle because the poor painter war dead. fro BE CONTINUED) IMPROVED UNIFORM INTERNATIONAL S UNDAY I chool Lesson By REV. P. B. P1TZWATER. D. D. M«mb«r of Faculty. Moody Btbl# Inatltute of Chicaco. © Wastorn Ncwapapor Union. Lesson for May 24 BUILDING FOR THE FUTURE LESSON TEXT — Luke :0:45-47; 21:1-36. OOLDEN TEXT In your pntlenca possess ye your souls.—Luks 21:19. PRIMARY TOPIC — A Gift That Pleased Jesus. JUNIOR,TOPIC—What Makes a Gift Great? INTERMEDIATE AND SENIOR TOPIC—Making the Most of Today. YOUNG PEOPLE AND ADULT TOPIC—Living for Spiritual Ends. /. While this lesson Is indicated as the quarterly Temperance lesson, and the various sqhjects suggested vary In their objective, a more logical theme would seem to be “Jesus Teaches In the Temple." No Individual, city, or nation can truly build for the future that disregards what the Bible says about the future. I. Jesus Warns Against the Scribes (vv. 45-47). He had Just dealt with the disbelief of the Sadducees. The scribes claimed faith, for they were the teachers of the law. They were punctiliously exact ing as to Its literal observance. They had little understanding of the need of flexibility 1° applying Its principles to human needs. They discovered that Jesus was teaching things contrary to their interpretations. Jesus taught that the law was made for man, and not man for the law. The scribes were publicity seekers, making parade of their wisdom. Sunday school teachers should earnestly pray that they may serve as true messengers of Christ, not as scribes, with only a head-knowl edge of biblical matters. II. Jesus Makes Estimate of Gifts (Luke 21:1-4). 1. Amount counts for little (v. I). While the rich cast their gifts Into the treasury, and observers may have noted that the clash and clatter of their coin Indicated large giving, It Is not likely that these gifts meant per sonal sacrifice or self-denial. 2. 'inner conditions determine the value of a gift (vv. 2, 3). In the sight of man the poor widow’s deed was not worthy of notice. In the sight of God it merited the Immortality of the Bible record. The two-mite gift of the widow revealed her love for God, else How could she spare her all? It revealed her faith In God for tomorrow, for how else would she be fed? It revealed her humility, for she did not with hold her gift because It was so little. Verse 4 Is Indeed revealing as to Christ’s Interpretation of the deeper meaning of gifts, for that and the present age. III. Jesus Prophesies His Return (vv. 5-33). 1. The temple to be destroyed (vv. 5, 6). The temple was the pride and boast, of the proud Jew. Such boasting called forth the Lord's declaration that “there shall not be left one stone upon another,” a fact that had Its fulfill ment A. D. 70, when Titus destroyed Jerusalem. 2. The disciples’ Inquiry (v. 7). There can he no surprise that the dis ciples should ask for more Information about future events. A corresponding verse in Matthew (^4:3) should be considered. 3. An order of events was pre sented to them (vv. 8-24). Perhaps one would not ao much say au order, as that he pointed out details on the great canvas of the future. a. False Christs would appear (v. 8), some claiming to be the Messiah In his first appearing, and some In his reappearing. These make their ap peal to such as are not rooted and grounded In the faith, “Go ye not after them.” b. Inevitable wars and commotions (vv. 9, 10) will embroil the nations. “Commotions” signifies tumults. In the absence of war, wrangling within na tional life, or between nations. The restful follower of Christ Is to “be not terrified.” c. Violent persecutions were fore told (vv. 12-19). The believer of today should absorb the meaning and teach ing of this marvelous passage of Scrip ture. “Settle It In your hearts" that Christ will be to h5s own even as to the tempest-tossed (ftsclples on Galilee, when he said “Peace, be still.” And In this connection he epoke the words of the golden text, “In your patience pos sess ye your souls.” _ IV. Appropriate Warnings (vv. 34- 3G). The grosser sins may not ensnare the believer, but how subtle are the cares of this life. But upon the drunken, the obscene, the frivolous, and upon the follower of Christ alike shall trials and perplexities come. Watch ye therefore, always; pray, al ways. Only so shall the child of God be ready (“worthy”) to escape, and to stand before tbe Son of God. Benedic tion Is pronounced upon “those who love his appearing.” Christian Worship r . 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