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[CO»YKieHT.] THE YELLOW HAND. &- By ALLEN UPWARD. Author of "Secrets of the Courts of Europe," Tl»« Queen Against Oweu," The Prince of nalkistan." dco, SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS CHAPTERS. The narrator looking round for a house outside Leaden desire* te bay Strangeways. He is warneti by Brett, a Medical friend, and the estate igerit that there is something disturbing in con- nection with (she plaee. He determines to visit it, HOWEVER, aa4 FOR this purpose calls OH Captain Blaekman, the owner and occupier, a mysterious personage who dislikes publicity. He oro&ches ihegusoienofasvlleto Blackman, who shows premises, warning him. however, tgainst certain ulaces in the house and garden, including a small cottage, where several China- men seem to be. As he goes away he sees for a. moment a beautiful girl 8 face peering out of the window of the Green Cottage. In a neighbouring public-bptwe. too, are two foreigners, who watch him nwffowly. Ultimately he buys Strangeways, nd is s«en dwelling there with Parker, his valet, and servants. Strolling in the grounds he comes across a strange circular space screened by thick bnsbes, Whispers get amc,ni,, the servants that ill is not right with the hoaae. A locked room is liscovered at the top of the mansion, a room which was once slept in by a Chinaman, and the -aaid will not go into it. At the Greeu Cottage, too, the tenant behave mysteriously, and are never seen. The village workmen refuse to came So Strange ways for jobs except in couples. They tie afraid to come aolne. A house dog is mJs- seriously stolen. The girl at the Green Cottage I' ,tadeavaurs to malre a communication to the tew tenant of Strangeways, but disappears tefore doing so. Mr Bullington King, the rector, :aJls, and chats about the mystery supposed to attach to the house. After his visit a Chinaman alls. CHAPTER V. The Troubte with the Sbrvants, and an Ugly Illusion. Presently Parker came into the room. looking startled. If yon please, %ir, theres a man outside wishes to <p*ak to you. "what kind of a man ?" Parker's discretion was a, habit with him. He \nswered From hi. appearance, I should judge him to )8 a, foreigner, sir." OJ Ask him what he wants to see me for." Yes, sir." In a minute Parker returned, looking more luzzled than before. to The man says that ho heard you wero in reant of a gardener, sir, aud he caine to ask for the situation." This answer at ollcfT surprised and relieved nle. What other business could have brought the man there I confess I do not know neverthe- less, his coming had certainly struck me as a portent of evil. I noticed that Parker was watching my face rather anxiously. Was it possible that he too found something to dislike about the strange visitor, and cherished a fear lest I might take iiim into my service ? I resented such an ini- oertipence. as 1 conaidered it, on his part, just as t reseutod the impertinent counsels of the rector. Show the man in." I said firmly. I glanced keenly at the Chinaman as he entered. ,o see if he were the same I had seen on the premises in Captain Blackman s time. I found tt impossible to be sure, to a European eye the Chinese are all so much alike, but I did not think it was the same man. He entered noiselessly, and stood just outside the door, in an attitude of Oriental submission, with his arms folded acress his bosom, and his sjes cast down towards the ground. What is your name I asked him. Chung Hwi." You have come about the gardener s place Who told you that I wanted a gardener ?" It was told me in the village,excellent sir." I started. This man spoke not the broken ?igeon Englisit of his nation, but an English ilmost free from Any trace of outlandishness. ifet it was not this which had startled me It was ijge man's voice—where had I heard a voice like that before I am trained to work in the garden. I have iione it very much in other places, noble sir," be went on to say. It flashed across we. The tones were an exact counterpart of those voices that had so jarred apon me in the dark refreshment room at Bur- leigh End. when I was returning from my first fisit to the house called Strangeways. Yet the man before me was not one of those two I had watched that day. Who was he, then ? What was the connection between him and them ? What was the secret of that extraordinary re- aminblancel I sat staring at the Chinaman, my temporary inclination to accept his offer had already vanished, to be replaced by a feeling of fear and abhorrence. Then, for the first time, he lifted up his dull, shrivelled eyelid, and fascinated me with those magical eves, like the thin slits of a serpent, whose glances stroked me like the mesmeric passes ef a hypnotist. I Make out of say ebair as Qut of an invisible aet, and rang the bell loudly and furiously. I do not ,vAiit yori, I do not want you, I repeated harshly as Parker* came in breathless. '« 2 have engaged a man already from Scotland. Be will be here iu a few days. Show this man oat." The Chinaman made no remonstrance. He lowered those parchment lids like shutters, and became once more the cringing Oriental, as he bowed and followed Parker from the room. It was not till he had long disappeared down tfeepath leading to the gat* that I again breathed freely, and began to ask myself what had really taken place. The theory to which I so desperately clung, the i that 1 was the victim ot a series of mere illusions and coincidence&this theory I now definitely abandoned. I felt-in spite of every- thing that reason and experience could say-I felt that all this chain of unusual incidents was but the prelude to some event whose nature I eonld not even dimly forecast, perhaps to some discovery mere appalling tham aliythiiig which I y I- coold at present conceive. it ""its not for nothing, I told myself, that this ill-omened crea- ture, with his unnatural voice and basilisk ■lances, had appeared in the lonely Ruthing land, had passed like an evil rumour through tho village of Botolph, and had presented himself at the house of Btrangeways with that unexpected etfer of service. Why—why had he come ? What was his real errand, the one which he cloaked so cniwingly beneath that pretence of seeking a situations the garden ? Pkrier teek as Ih&ijcfh afraid. ,=-?' n Hard, very hud, did I try to embrace the slivious explanation, the theory that the house of Strangeways was to be the scene of some more than commonly striking burglary. It was so obvious and natural a view-and yet so mofoundly unsatisfactory. Why should eommon barglars "!»y their plans with such elaborate art > Why this slow approach, this gradual accumulation ef hints ana threats and feints with which I found myself helplessly wrestling, in the dark, aa it were, like a fly entangled in the ove-i--thici;eniag filaments of some monstrous spider that bad not yet sprung out to devour its vfetim and show its hideous form. But whether these perils were real or imaginary I found jayself inspired by a certain stubborn- ness which would not let me turn my back upon them. Fully believing, as I did, that I had only to rvniCTti from this house of Strangeways to wholly got rid of them, yet I would not go. I was ashamed, perhaps, to take to ftight from what my sober judgment assured me was a pure delusion of my own brain. Or else my curiosity was still more powerful than my fears, and urged Moto stay And solve the mystery in the air of Sfenngeways, and most of all the mystery of that fair pale face that was hidden from me in the I seclusion of the Green Cottage. What the relations between the girl and the yellow roae and myself were about this time it would be hard to say. We had net yet ex- cbsmsfsd a word. and yet I think we both felt that we were acquainted with one another, and more khan that, thaa there was a stronger tie betweefi as than the mere fact of our living face to face. I still parsevered in my attempts to meet her, and with more success than formerly. when I went down to the iron gate and looked through, it was no longer rare for me to see her come down and leA-n over the paling of the cottage. I even fancied that I could discern a certain look of satis- faction come into those beautiful eyes as they met mine, as though she were comforted in some way by my presence. And I built np guesswork stories round her, in which the girl of the yellow rose bacaiaejike one of the heroines of old fairy tales, »*al*ed jn the toils of some malignant en* chanter. And I knew that these cluroce encoun ters which seemed to be less and less the work of chance, became the most precious part of my life in the gloomy house, and wrought soothingly upon my spirit, and aroused me to an interest in life and a desire to live which I had never ex- pected to possess again. Is it necessary for human beings to speak to each other, to exchange actual spoken words, in order to understand what is in each other's minds ? Surely it is not always necessary. A look, a gesture, may often convey far more than any formal speech. I know it was so with us two, separated by all the former barriers of conventional society, yet united by an instinct which whispered to each of us that the other was destined to have an influenoe upon his life. Situated as we were without any way of be- coming formally acquainted, it seemed as though an indefinite time might elapse before my beauti- ful neighbour and I could get upon more inti- mate terms. The secluded hermit of the cottage had evidently no intention of calling at Strange- ways, and it was impossible for me, as a new- comer, to make the first overture by calling on him. Under these circumstances, that fatal social code, which is stronger than lawsaud stronger than religion, would have pronounced me guilty of disrespect if I had gone beyond looks in my approaches to the girl in the Green Cot- tage,and would have condmned her for immodesty if she bad permitted me to do so. I chafed under these restrictions, and yet I submitted to their power. I felt that if this girl, pure and exqui- site as I believed her, and ardently as I desired to know more of her, should disregard convention in order to pave the way for a closer friendship, though I should eagerly rejoice one moment, I should, in spite of myself, cherish a less sacred regard for her the next. Such slaves are we to custom, imprisoned in it as closely as a Hindu in his caste. More than once I detected in her dark, moving eyes that mysterious expression as of a compassion mixed with dread. At least, so I interpreted it, thongh sometimes I asked myself whether those looks were not appeals for my pity and protection p for the angel of the cottage. Was it my peril, of which she had some secret knowledge, or Her own peril, againat which she desired my help, that prompted those strange looks ? This was the question which I often revolved, little dreaming of the terrible facts wihch I was afterwards to learn. I did not now go into St, Bo tolph-le-Freer so frequently as I had done before. The knowledge I had acquired of the feelings of the people had irritated "mo against them. In proportion as rey owa dread of the atmosphere of Strant.away^ grew. I resented the idea of anyone else thinking that my house was not as other houses are.. I had found out nothing more as to the pointer's death, but Barnett had kept his wor(l,an(i supplied me with a mastiff which was, I verily think, one of the most ferocionsbn: tea it would he possible to find. Its teeth were like tusks, and when it opene.i its huge jaws and lolled out its red, fierce tongue i was quite enough to unnerve any but a resolute man. I felt a certain pleasure in thinking that I had now given the cowardly villagers some reason for avoiding Strangeways. The brute, which was christened Terror, suitably enough, was so 1111- govepiabb that I did no dare to unchain it by night or day. Its howliug did not disturb me, but the servants complained so much that I was obliged to remove its kennel to some distance fiom tiie house. I sta.tioned it near the front gate, close to the group of firs. v The only creature which it allowed to come near it, strange to say, WAS the Persian cat. The cat had taken a particular faucv to the little circle among the firs to which I had at first carried her. She would go there day after day, and lie as if asleep on the brown needles. As soon as the mastiff was pnt into this pari; of the grounds, the two animals made friends. The dog even appeared to stand in some awe of the cat, which used to walk stealthily round it, as though stalking her prey, and then creep into the kennel and lie down, while the mastiff kept guard out- side. It was the arrival of this dog that led to my first unpleasantness with Parker. I have already described the friendly relations that subsisted TO* CHINA 1TAK speaur oiter welip TWR n (VfftWfAt AS TIT TOWfT). between us at the time of my coining into Strangeways. These relations were now to be seriously disturbed. Immediately the mastiff arrived Parker ap- peared to take a strong dislike to it, I believed that he communicated this dislike to his wife and the other servant, though of this I had no proof, He not only let me see his dislike, but took it on himself to speak to me about it. If you'll excuse me, sir, for saying so, I don't much like the look of that dog Barnett's sent, sir. He's a very savage dog, sir, very savage and dangerous." Nonsense I wonder at you, Parker, talking like that. I daresay the dog is rather fierce, but if he were not he would be no protection to me. Thay will not find it so easy to steal this one as poor Juno." 'No, sit. But he's a good deal fiercer than the general run of dogs, I think, sir. He made a desperate try to bite the men that brought him np here, so they told me. They said he was like that dog that Captain Blackman used to keep." I started up in the bed—for it was when he was in my room in the morning that Parker made in my room in the morning that Parker made these remarks. What do you mean, Parker ? How dare you compare me with Captain Blackman Parker looked frightened, as if he saw he had gone too far. a Begging your pardon, I'm sure, sir, I didn't mean to do anythink of the kind, sir." You did. You compared my dog to Captain Blackman s dog, which is thesame aa saying that "s I am like him. This is an ordinary mastiff, not in the least like that other dog—not in the least." I'm sure I'm very sorry, sir. I don't know nothing about Captain Blackman or his dog, except what I've heard. It was Bamett s men as spoke about it, sir." Bamett's men are a pack of mischief-making cowards. Because they are afraid^of this house they want to make everyoody else afraid of it too.' I stopped and bit my lip. I had not meant to aay anything to Parker about the superstitions afloft in the village. Watching him narrowly as I he went about the room with what I considared exaggerated meekness, I said suddenly They have been telling you tales about this house, I suppose ?" Parker left his work, and looked at me with what I thought a stubborn and sullen expression. I' Why, yes, sir, if you ask me, they did say as they were afraid of the house, sir. Bnt I didn't pay no attention to it." You had better not, I rejoined sharply. 111 am very much annoyed at the idle talking that goes on in the village. I object tc be talked about in the way that Captain Blackman was talked about, just because I happen to have bought his house. As far as that goes, I daresay he was a perfectly respectable man, only these spiteful idiots must go and give him a bad name simply because ho was a stranger." After some further rebukes I dismissed Parker, apparently much subdued. I was sorry after- wards that I had spoken so sharply, as I did not wish Parker to think that life at Strangeways had produced any alteration in me. And ne had given me one or two looks which suggested an unpleasant suspicion that he was at a loss to understand my irritation. At the same time I I was convinced that Parker himself was altering for the worse. The solitude of the Ruthings seemed to have depressed ftis naturally cneernu temper, and his manner towards me sometimes struck me as a, little sly and insincere, as though he were anxious to conciliate me for some purpose of his own. Of his wife I saw very little, as she spent most of her time in the kitchen. But the other woman, Hannah, had already given trouble once, and I ought to h&ve foreseen what now occurred. With- in three days after the arrival of the dog she gave notice to quit. It was Parker who brought me the notice. in the morning. I said vwy little to him, as I had begun to doubt his fidelity, but as soon as I had come downstairs and had breakfast I sent for the girl heraelf. She came before me evidently ill at ease. What is this for, Hannah I said, trying to speak as mildly aa I could. Why do you wish to leave ?" If rou please, sir, I find this place so lonely after uonaon." She rattled off her auswer which had evidently been prepared beforehand, without meeting my ey". Bat you have the "compaav of Parker and his wife. Don't yon get on with them ?" 41 Ob, yea, Bir, I gets on with Mr Parker very well, air, and wih Mrs Parker. It ain's that, sir, Its the loneliness of the 'ouse. sir." Bnt what nonøcnse. The house is not lonely for a couutrv house. There is a cottage across the road, farmhouses all round, and a village within half an hour's walk. What more do you want ?" Hannah shuffled her feet against the carpet and began to pick at her apron. I finds it lonely, sir," was all she had, to my. And to this she steadfastly adhered. I did not da.re to ask her directly whether she had become afraid of Strangeways, lest her answer should increase my own secret fears. I offered her higher wages. She rafosed them And so I had to accept the notice. It was all the more inconvenient because just then the Scotch gardener arrived, who was to sleep in the house and I was daily expecting Walter. All I could do was to write at once to a registry offlce in LouMn-I knew it would be useless to inquire in, St. Botolph-for a suc- cessor. I had had another letter from my sister, a letter which pazzled and annoyed me. After thanking me for consenting to receive the boy, and telling me the day and train by which he would arrive, she went on I am afraid, not from anything you say, but from the general tone of the letter, that you do not find your life in the country turning out so well as you expected. You do not tell me how you like your house, and I faucy you are not quite comfortable in it. Is that so ? I cannot help thining that you are not quite yourself either the air does not agree with yon, or there is something the mutter with you which you have not noticed yourself perhaps. Excuse a, sister's anxiety, and get your friend Brett to come over and see you if there is anything amiss. I hardlv like troubling you with Walter, only I feel it is so important that he should have a change but I have told him he must behave very nicely, and you must send him away directly you get tired of him." What did it all mean ? I sat reading the letter again and again, angrily asking myself what there possibly eonld have been in my letter to call forth such an exhortation from my sister. I bad most carefuly refrained from giving her the smallest I It was a large mastiff. I hint that there was anything wrong aoont the house of Strangeways—in fact I could not have said that there was anything wrong. And as for myself my health was perfect; I had never had anything less the matter with me, bodily, in my --k-s life. My disease, if 1 suffered from any disease, was a spiritual one. I was stricken perhaps wiit a spcoies of moral nervousness, a diaea.sefar which r physicians have no namo and for which they hare r.o cure. And perhaps that, too, was an illusicn, like the rest, and I was simply a man of ordinary nerves, on the threshold of an encounter with some more than ordinary enemies, and naturally justifiably apprehensive of what was about to j happen. i It was a relief to me when the Scotch gardener arrived. I had a confidence in the solid, if un. j graceful, Scotch character. I believed that this man, Patrick Tarleton, would he too shrewd and hard to be impressed by the foolish taitle and still more foolish fancies which clung about the walls of Strangeways. Ho arrived late at night, and I saw hun for the first time the following morning. first time the following morning. The first glance at his face assured me that I had done well to engage him. *He was a, tall, raw-boned Scot, of a grave, uncommunicative countenance, a look searching and severe, a, manner respectful Ira*; firm and independent. The national motto would have served him well li Let me alone was very legibly written across the man.l He spoke in tho broad Lowland dialect, which is not easy to be transcribed except by those to the manner bom. On, aye, sir," he said in answer to my first question as to whether he had found comfortable quarters. I dinna fash mysel' ower mnclde wi' bed-claes and siccan duds It's the gairden as I'm gaun to tak in hond." And what do yon think of the garden ?" I asked. Yon have had a look at it, I suppose Ah've bin at wark in the gairden syne sax o'clock the morn. Oh, sir, but it badly wants a body's lookin' after. I in just thinkin' it a ne'er bin touched for a twalmonth." il Is it so bad as that ? Do you think you will be able to manage it single-handed ?" I'se do what I can, but hecta it's awfu bad. Maybe I'll want It bit lad from the veelage occa- sionally to tak a hond i' the weedin' I was rather doubtful whether it would be possible to get a lid to come. However, I said I leave that entirely to y ju. If you like to get anyone in, you lLn do so." I hesitated. Should I say anything to this man about the superstitions prevalent in St. Botolph about the house of Strangeways, or should I ignore the subject ? I reflected that in all probability ho had already heard everything there was to be heard from Parker and the women. I trust, Tarle- ton, that you are a sensible man, and not likely to pay any regard to the silly talk of the ignorant people here about this house. I am told they think it is haunted, or some such rubbish." Tarleton fixed his eyes on mine with a sternness that I felt to be a rebuke. Indeed, sir, I wad be mucklc asheenied o' luvsel7 to hearken to ony deil's elaver o' tha.t sort. I'm a God-fearin' man and a United Pres. bvterian, and sae long as I hao ma Bible beside me I'm not gaun to believe in either witch or wailock. I doubt it's aften the evil imagination 0' their ain deceitful hearts that make folk give ear to auld wives' fables. Gif they were guid honest bodies with naethin' on their ain con- sciences they wouldn'a be scairt sae." I said nothing in answer to this view of the matter, which at all events assured me that Tarleton was not a man to lightly succumb to the influences, which, I felt sure, had been too much for the maidservrant. He went about his work in a steady, thorough fashion, and as the days passed on I grew more and more satisfied with him. He was not a civil-3poken man. Sometimes I thought him naturally surly at other times I was inclined to think he resented my overlooking him at his work, and adopted a. surly behaviour in order to keep me off. It was not till some tinio afterwards that I first had occasion to suspect that the gardener was afraid of me. In the meantime an incident had occurred which gave me a greater shock than anything that had yet taken place in connection with the house of Strangeways. Hitherto the extraordinary illusions which I have described myself as experiencing more than once had been confined to myself, and I had been i able to fight against them on that ground, as the I work of my own mind—a mind rendered morbid by the very circumstance which had driven me to this out-of-the-way abode. Now I was to be deprived of this shred of encouragement. The next warning revelation of thoj presence of the invisible foe was made not to me. but to the dull and unimaginative Parker. The way it came about was this. c I I had been to feed the dog Terror. The intense fear and dislike of the brute felt by the servants bad compelled me to take this task on myself. I gave him some meat, over which he began to growl, and then finding myself so near the fir- grove, I sauntered on towards it. I had got as far as screen of hazel bushes which I have described as blocking the path, and was just going to pull taem back when I sud- denly found myself gripped by an overmastering reluctance to go further, a feeling that I must not go into that little circular space among the firs. It was M if some po^cftil opponeI)t were standing in the way, forbidding me to go on—nay, positively holding me back. I abandoned my purpose lightly as I had formed it, and turning round I made my way i back to the house, entiling cvnieally at my absurd weakness. In the hail I chanced to eucouuter Parker. X was going him without A word when I saw him falter and turn pale. He tood right in front of me, staring at me with » wild, terrified look. I ki Whatever ii the matter Parker y I asked crossly. He opened his lips and gasped for breath before he spoke. Yon, sir What has happened ?" he cried out. Nothing that I know of. Why do you ask ?" I The man gave a sort of sob. Look—look at yourself in the glass, sir! Look at your face. It looks as if someone had been trying to strangle you." (n be continxLed.)

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