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THE WEALTH OF MALLERSTANG. By ALGERNON GISSING, (Author of The Scholar of Bygate," &c.) SVXOPSIS OF INSTALMENTS 1. to VIU.-Bejimard £ horpe rides from York up into the wild hill coun- >*7, and near his destination of Ashgill Hall is Roughly accosted by an armed man, who, how- ever, vanishes when he learns that Bernard is iot for Mallerstang. George and Rachel Winn Receive the youth warmly. They express lively interest in his encounter, and guess his assailant ■>o be Humphrey Garrett a lawless youth belong- ing to the neighbouring dale, who is in love with Deborah Hey wood, his cousin and Mr Winn's god-daughter. The cousins meet by appoint- ment on a lonely fell, and Humphrey offers to give up his revolutionary plans and emigrate if Deborah will go with him. Thorpe rides to Appleby, and to Carlisle where his uncle informs bim of his position and prospects. It seems that Bernard's father was in partnership with Mr Garrett, who has willed a large and potentially tvaliiaule property to him, over his two sous, on condition that he marries Deborah. Bernard returns to Ashgill; and on his way witnesses Humphrey's attempt at a forced marriage with Deborah. Old Mr Garrett, dying, sends for Bernard, who is in time to promise his protec- don to Deborah. Humphrey and Stephen Gar- rett have left the house, disputing over their father's effects, and threatening vengeance on ffhorpe, who in pursuance of his promise to the how deceased man, makes his way on foot towards Melbeck to obtain help for the inmates tf the Kite's Nest. Suddenly he is felled to the ground and borne off. Recovering consciousness he finds Humphrey Garrett bending over him in the tiny room of a hillside cottage. Garrett, threateningly, asks him to sign a paper, but departs upon Thorpe's refusal. Meanwhile Mr Winn has been summoned to Deborah's aid, and has fallen in with a messenger from Thorpe to i his god-daughter. The messenger—a girl— delivers a note to Deborah, which reveals Thorpe's anxious interest in herself, and carries bach: a reply. Then she dons male attire, and tides off towards Bradford in search of Hum- ) t>hrey Garrett. In t' Quarrel 'Oile she finds nim and receives a commission to take Lawyer 'Cartwxight to Thorpe, who has promised to buy Cartwright to Thorpe, who has promised to buy ,&U Humphrey's claims on Mallerstang, at the same time renouncing any idea of establishing factories there. Joe Dawson, who has followed the girl, overhears the conversation. Thorpe I)roves his father's honour to Deborah, and both ftgree that Mistress Ravensworth must recover the property wrongly alienated from her by old Mr Garrett. Mally visits the Kite's Nest, but returns to Humphrey with money. This inter- view ia abruptly ended by a sudden attack from voe Dawson. CHAPTER XVII. .HoWd on, Bill cried Dawson as he got up. M It's no use." And as Joe recognised that his plan of monopolising the glory of the capture «ad failed him, he added a few more forcible Words to his statement. Then he turned to the girl. I Well, he must be a raight divil to shoot on a lass," he said as he leaned down. "Why, Mally, lass-" Have you got him ?" interposed she, start- ing up only to fall back again. No, no, lig still," said the philosophic con- stable,.whose discomfiture did not seem greatly to oppress him. There's not much amiss, I Reckon. Where is it ?" With a fatherly delicacy Joe bade his two lounger companions seek a shelter outside whilst he shut the door to do what he could for the injured girl. The wound proved to be in her light shoulder, and the man bound it up to staunch the bleeding with such rude skill as his attendance on sheep had afforded him. When the storm outside had subsided, and the thunder travelled on to more distant heights, Dawson Summoned his two allies, and after a brief con- ference they decided to separate in various directions and await another opportunity of tarrying out their purpose. Pursuit over such Country as they were surrounded by was deemed impracticable and useless in view of Humphrey's familiarity, and their own ignorance with it. Joe Dawson himself undertook to see Maliy to a Neighbouring village, where she could receive proper attention, and a place of meeting was decided upon for the following day. ° It was no doubt the previous excessive exer- tion and fatigue more than the severity of the \\1ound caused the young woman so soon to lose consciousness under it. Joe was uJlabl to get her to engage in any conversation on their Journey, or indeed to show any signs of being ^Ware of what he himself was saying, so at last he had to give in and trudge on in silence. With difficulty he aroused the doctor, whose house after lorne inquiries he had found, but when at last Appeared the man of skill proved an elderly, "*ri £ f, warm-hearted Yorkshireman, who forth- took the lassie into his own possession for ^mediate attendance. It • was with a sense of bewilderment that j^ally came to herself some hours later, when Jhe daylight was already strong enough to show f c the details of the strange room. She lay ,'0r some time re-gathering the particulars ot rer late adventure, but they were so hopelessly interwoven with the nightmare dreams of her Unconsciousness that she was by no means sure was not even still dreaming. But when a benevolent old lady with noiseless step and soft voice and smile "came up to her to inquire how ahaieIt the girl concluded she was awake About mid-day Joa Dawson called again to See what was to be done for the disposal oi the Sttl, on whose behalf he felt some measure of responsibility, and he then found her in no placid Xanie of mind as to give in immediately to the kind orders of her doctor that she should Remain in his custody for at least a few days jonger. Mally indeed felt a peculiar sa,tisfac '°n at the arrangement, for the atmosphere of P'ain comfort and refinement to which she had so mysteriously awakened affected her very Pleasantly. It was utterly new to her, and the By ?li?l-th-etic intelligence of the good doctor and hte 4 wife which Mally's personality aroused torched unknown sympathies in the wild hill girl herself, which had never found play in the fagged conditions of her secluded existence by the tarn. Whilst Mally reposed there, getting strength such unaccustomed nourishment, her absence was creating the utmost alarm else- where. Having eased his conscience by estab- lishing the girl in such favourable surroundings, Dawson had with a free mind launched ?jgain upon his absorbing voyage of pursuit. **Om the clue which Mally herself had first afforded him but twenty-iour hours before, the 1118,11 had succeeded in tracing a whole network ¡ ?* information which he felt must eventually j^-d him inevitably to success. The first having tailed, as he readily admitted, from his own want dexterity, he chose a sccond, and that led hitti to the neighbourhood of Leeds. But in the meantime Humphrey Garrett had a £ en exactly the opposite direction, and not xny hours after Mally's first return to con- Sciousness he looked down from the shoulder of a grim fell into the quiet of' Mallerstang. The hian's face was ghastly in its unshaven pallor of ^lilt and fati gue. Fatigued he had frequently j P6en, but of guilt ho had never known the sense before. A thousand times since he had fled from hat quarry had he had to confess that the sense a horrible one. Indeed the whole course of flight was one continuous inferno of such confession. Aiter that outburst of insane sus- Ihcion he had. almost with the shot, seen the l^onstrous impossibility of the thing. That girl ad not, could not, betray him. Here the whole Mature of things proclaimed it in one deep solemn etttphasis from the valley's throat. iluraphrey was: not the man to be affected by I l\11y momentary pricks of conscience, for he had hot that weakness of character which acts from a Moment's impulse- What touched him at all ¡ "Illst touch him deeply. And it was so now. He as actually irresolute. He sat by that crevice lh the rocks and looked at the little grey village °f Melbeck just below, with an inability to decide j^'hat course he was to take. He imagined that he Sared hanging as little as was possible to a man, Qt to be banged for shooting an inoffensive young woman This he had never contemplated. When he had fancied his bones rattling from a ^hbet to the night breeze, it was as a reward ?lbbet to the night breeze, it was as a reward Or the holocaust of a whole system of things I 8" a martyr's wages for jnddying the black c^eks of "old night over the greater portion of old England. t Whilst ho sat there, subdued by so novel a j ra,ln of reflection, casting his eyes occasionally I the village to other objects in the scene him, suddenly there came a change of ^Pression over his grim face. The sun had now hi'oken the clonds owhieh had been obscuring it, at once filled the whole valiey with its rays, r^the strong light something had been revealed ^hich effectually drew off this watcher's atten- lon. This was a group of figures on the road forming at this distance one small com- P^ct body moving slowly in the direction of Mel- ■■ ^ck. Soldiers had first naturally Hashed across j llphrey s mind, but stare as he would, the bject continued in all lights an unchangeable ^3-ck. He watched it to the village, to the 'aUrch then he knew. It war; a funeral train. Disregarding ail risk, the man immediately J from his place to another lower down the •L1!! by a group of trees. From here with his I 'een unerring eyesight he could witness all that j .^Ht on. He did so, unmoved. No compunction J r^arenfcly camo over him at thought of his Qt'ter. Perhaps what feelings of tbe kind he was ?P*».b?e of had been exhausted. But at least the J&hi brought him resolution. As soon as shft bi-ief ceremony was over, and he saw the few "Rlrea disperse, he turned and ascended the hill. .But he did not return to his former resting- At a swift pace he flitted along the hill- choosing such paths, however devious, as (.i°uld best conceal him by the irregularity of ue ground. It was soon evident that he was Rising directly for the Kite's Nest But about J Quarter of a mile short of the house he turned descended a create filled with bracken and ll'ch. In the lower part of this be crouched and ^ited. V, mm himself know nothing of time, but it ituS a'0ont half an hour he stayed there before his < wfis made known. After that time, j 0 figures appeared but a few yards from where i, and at once Humphrey stepped (u. Both Mr Winn and Deborah started back be 'ij^r'ght at tho apparition. The latter merely tb: oned to Deborah as if he was in reality but "^ectrc they bath half suspected. Mr Winn 'd 038 oo'iMpar.iws back. that is actually Humphrey Garrett." hp to r,:e n'o::f :<h:ul he speak." Q»nv vnc. Mr Winn, was the dw.wive ^m,V>er Uoborab >:e to herself. There w^s a but the ma-gifctrata was The yoang WOESSW bade him a.w&it p'?ppcd utlde. Whore M%.U7 j'f i She saw that the man was unable to speak. They stared at each other for an instant, and Deborah shuddered. That is all I have come to tell you,' said the other at last. When his tongue was once loosed he hurriedly gave his message, but. contrary to his original intention, dared not tell the whole truth. He admitted she was wounded and in danger, pro- ceeding to give Deborah directions how she could find her out. You will go ? Yourself ?" Of course I shall, instantly." And you will lot me know if-how she is ?" Deborah nodded, unable to speak, so shocking was the alteration in the man. Then lie told her where to write her message to him. and the next moment had gone. So impossible was it to realise that this was the actual Humphrey Garrett that Deborah seemcct in a dream. She was only aroused from it by the touch of Mr Winn, who, seeing her alone, had come up. m "You will not betray him?" said the girl eagerly •' Deborah, I ought. In an hour those men might have him. Have we not a duty to the world ?" They went on to the house in silence, but, as they drew near, by a fervent appeal Deborah exacted a promise. She dared not analyse her own conduct, so spoke of her intention to nobody. She wrote a few words vo explain her absence and indicate the direction she had taken, and left it with Robert, the shepherd, to be given to Mr IVinii at night, and so with the necessary circumspec- tion she escaped as soon as possible from the place. By a three mile walk she could reach a point where a coach would soon be passing, and from thence by a circuitous route she could reach her destination. With this determination Deborah set off. The doctor was on his rounds, his wife was enjoying a doze, all the house was quiet, when suddenly the doer boll rang. Mally, who was lying upstairs thinking, heard it, and for some mysterious reason the peal suggested to her the voice and figure of Deborah. This agitated her, and she placed her hand as if to still the throb- bing of her heart, whilst she lay expectant. There was a step on the stairs, her door opened, and—only the benevolent old lady entered with a basin of gruel. She tried to talk in her usual quiet, sympathetic manner, and sat down in her chair by the bsd. But Mally could not be deceived, I "Who rang the bell just now?" she asked abruptly. "Somebody for the doctor," was the reply. Do you wish it was some friend to inquire for you?" It is Deborah, Fetch her up to me quickly. My dear, you are dreaming. You must be feverish. Let me feel." With the first impatient movement she had betrayed since her arrival Mally brushed away her nurse's hand. You are the strangest child I have ever seen," said the old lady. Be calni. You shall see her. But we must wait until the doctor returns. He will be here almost directly." Mally prepared to leap up, so in order to avoid any worse extremities the lady had to give in. She promised that the visitor should come up at once. A minute or two later the patient was folded in a warm embrace, and Deborah's cheek was pressing closely to hers, whilst her lips whispered eagerly, Have they caught him ?" '• No, he himself came to fetch me to you." Then, with the first betrayal of such emotion since her childhood, Mally burst into a flood of tears. On this, muttering some words of caution against agitation, the doctor's wife hurried from the room. It was a few days later that Deborah was per- mitted to take her charge back with her to the Kite's Nest. CHAPTER XVIII. In face of the turn things had so unexpectedly taken, Lawyer Cartwright had silently with- drawn from the scene of action, leaving the so- called interests of his client to take care of themselves. When Deborah reachect home again she found, however, still further additions to the garrison, whick had been billeted upon her, in the persons of Mr Staniforth and the auctioneer from Appleby, Sir Sarginson, This she openly resented to her chief confidant, Mr Vv inn, and he could only the priority of public safety over merely private interests and convenience. He affectionately hinted at the possibility of her having escaped all the inevitable agitation and discomfort if she had but acquisced in his pro- posal of her going to Ashgill Hall during the time of the disturbance, Since they had not succeeded in gaining any clue to the whereabouts of Humphrev, Mr Winn, however, did obtain the removal" of the soldiers, and with this the worst aspect of their domestic confusion vanished. Humphrey rose up before them1 The next two days were devoted to a serious consultation between the remaining civilians, This turned exclusively upon commercial and pecuniary matters, in which Deborah refused to interest herself. Bernard Thorpe, on the other hand, had to affect an interest or at least atten- tion, which be did not feel. The threatened complications had been considerably simplified by the fact of the missing document (whereby the Mallerstang property had been settled upon Deborah) having been through some unknown sgency restored, and it was from this that Thorpe learned still more of the details of his own con- nection with he property. But even this failed to arouse him. The sole property in Maller- stang over which Ju intended to assert any proprietary interest was—Deborah. With re- gard to the lands and hereditaments attempted to be annexed to her he had unreservedly accepted. Debora.h's own attitude, namely. that they belonged rightly to neither one nor the other of the later disputants, but solely and exclusively to the last representative of the ancient proprietors, old Grizell Ravensworth. Not oven Mr Winn himself was prepared to accept unreservedly wba,t was called this senti- mental view of the matter On the second of the two days referred to, this difference of opinion led to something like a breach, and the conclave had to be dissolved without any definite resolu- tion being come to. One thing, however, was tolerably clear. If the settlement was not carried out as the basis of a commercial undertaking for what was called the development of the re- sources of Mallerstang, then the trustees had power to sell" by auction all tlie property con- cerned. Tlc.,u let tboni do so," said Bernard, when discussing the point with Deborah after leaving the assembly in anger. "I will buy it, and pre- sent it to Mistress Ravensworth, and in that case all possible interests will be combined. No commercial undertaking shall devastate the realms of Mallerstang so long as I have one penny to prevent it. So you may yet have the ciistim tior: of being [.he penniless queen of Mallerstang. Miss Hey wood," he added laughing. 't'he only distinction I ask for, said Deborah. "But, Mr Thorpc. I wish for yom I advice on another more important topic," she added, putting a paper in bis hand. Ought I or ought I not to disclose that to Mr Winn ?" Bernard read the followjng- I got your news. Then I am not a mur- derer. Teil her that I p„m going to take her advice, and by the time you receive this I shall have set sail for France." That was all, there was neither beginning nor ending to it. But Thorpe of course at once concluded who was the writer. He handed back the paper to Deborah and looked at her. No, tell them nothing about it. Let them seek him still." Then there is another thing. Should I show it to Mally ?" Certainly, why should you not ?" Because," Deborah begun vehemently, and changed. Ought any girl to encourage a passion for that man ? Oh, I see. I think it depends upon the girL" Deborah's brow showed just a shadow of im- patience, but the speaker was not looking at it, so he was a little surprised at the warmth of her rejoinder. "If, then, it's il gir: that would go through fire and water to serve him whose sou Jhas reared itself upon him as the hart's-tongue does on the mountain 1imestono ? You won't believe that such a blockheaded girl exists but in MallcrstaDg devotion is not of a rose-water and -it,r 0 kid-glove variety. Girls here have vel red to fall in love on their own account, Mr Thorpe, and the result has been such as would have astonished you." That a girl can so have fallen in love with Humphrey Garrett," said bo calmly, "elevates him vastly in my estimation, and establishes his ultimate redemption conclusively." This tone seemed to pacify Deborah. And in this case," concluded Thorpc emphatically. I think such a girl to know that her advice has been taken." Deborah had insisted upon Miilly taking up l-bv quarters with her at the Kite's Nest for tile prciiotil, a course which she had found not very aifticult of persuasion. Whilst the house was so fun the two girls had to occupy the same chamber, a favourable opportunity for confi- dential conversation, so tll:' t -me nieht cii retiring to rest Deborah handed her companion the note. Mally took it, and read it, but neither spoke one word about it. I j The next day the company dispersed, and life here was allowed to resume its ordinary current, But, before leaving, Bernard Thorpe had been greatly exercised in his mind, and since Deborah seemed determined that no accident should throw hc-r conveniently in his way, he had to ask if he might speak with her. She gave the readiest assent in the world, and at once led the way out into the sunshine. You remember the pledge I gave to your uncle, Miss Heywood," Bernard began timidly. Yes, and I wish to thank you for fulfilling it," was the prompt and unexpected reply, but also to beg you to consider it as having never been. It is awkward for both of us. It was un- necessary too. But of course the condition of my uncle at the time excuses it." From mere surprise this ungracious reply plunged Thorpe into agitation, and his answer betrayed it. I do not wish to hurt you, Mr Thorpe," answered Deborah quickly. Your kindness has been very great, and I do sincerely feci it, for it has been exerted in a way that I could not possibly mis- take. Complete it now by forgetting all about rne. That is for ever 'impossible, so I may as well confess tho truth." exclaimed the young man I with warmth. But I vill certainly press no services that are unacceptable. I will at least pretend to do what von have bid me. I wish it had been an easier task." 1 Thank you," said Deborah gently, and their conference was at an end. As Thorpe rode away with Mr Winn he was in a state of the deepest depression. He could not make it out. Tho change in Deborah xss so remarkable that he could only suppose she had found some causo of personal offence. Ho reviewed his behaviour minutely to account for it, but failed to detect the smallest ground for displeasure. No pressure of his friends at Ashgill could induce him to stay a night, nor did he stay anywhere until tie reached at a late hour his home in York. His suspicion of a change in Deborah was not imaginary, but it had not arisen from anything personal in himself. It was'simply that Thorpe's uncle, Mr Staniforth, had in warm conversation with Deborah that morning inadvertently, or most likely of set purpose, disclosed to her the projected marriage devised by her late uncle, and she had naturally received such a scheme against I her freedom of action with the deepest indigna- tion. Mr Staniforth had never favoured his brother-in-law's association with Mallerstang, and the three female sentimentalists remained for the time being in possession of the field. The very foxgloves and harebells seemed to breathe more freely through those following weeks. The merely pastoral life went on as usual in and around the Kite's Nest. Humphrey and his schemes seemed to have vanished. In imagina- tion at least Mistress Ravensworth had regained the amplest possession of her inheritance, and the changed circumstances wrought a corres- ponding alteration in herself. From having been considered as a half-demented dependent of the establishment, even by Deborah herself, the old woman had at once become an object of the deepest interest and veneration. The attentions bestowed on her by Deborah had their effect. Grisell conversed with her freely and disclosed the most fascinating and romantic details of her family history, hitherto imprisoned in the depths of thai old chest, which she so religiously cherished. It is one of the secrets of history that nine-tenths of the Popish plots which have agitated this kingdom of England were hatched within the walls of that remote dwelling in Mallerstang. Even the conspirators themselves rarely knew of their origin, and possibly every eminent Catholic family in turn has been credited with, and therefore suffered for, the revolutionary spirit of this insignificant branch of the Raveiisworths. It was in Edward the Third's war with the Scots that a young adven- turer, one Roger Ravensworth, rendered some I distinguished service to a Clifford, and was in requital granted at his own request that tract of I wild sequestered land on the confines of York- I shire and Westmoreland- Between him and his last descendant, Grisell, a whole world of turbu- lence and revolt lay, the very spirit of which semed to have been breathed into the walls which had enshrined it. Old Grisel! herself at least firmly believed it so, and the only cornpen- sation (according to her own confession) that she had received for the shrewd dispossession of her inheritance, was the havoc which this aveng- ing spirit had wrought in the famiiv of the despoiler. All this the old woman most frankly revealed to Deborah. And it accorded well with the romantic spirit of the girl, lc seemed as if the whole of her faith in everyday human nature had been shat- tered by the sudden death of her uncle, and the revelation of his commercial methods, and that she was accordingly determined to live exclu- sively in an ideal world of her own. Every pro- posal made by Mr Winn and his sister for the young woman's welfare was declined by her. She clung to the Kite's Nest, and the wild natural solitudes that cradled it, with a persistency that nothing could overcome. So they had to take their own measures in what they considered her best interests. On a full investigation it proved the law was not synonymous with sentiment. However he had got it, the old wool dealer, I Garrett, certainly did possess the legal title to this property and, tho other conditions having been repudiated, the trustees resolved to sell the estate. A letter in October announced the fact to Deborah, as another one had done to Bernard Thorpe. ) The latter had been daily expecting this, and I a smii", of triumph had lit up his face as he read the words. The next da.y he was in Appleby, in conference with Mr Sarginson, who was en- trusted witb the sale. From there he went on to Carlisle to see his uncle, who made no attempt Jo disguise the eoldness of his reception. Of course I shall buy it," said Bernard. Very good," was the retort, and with a mere wave of the band Mr Staniforth. watched his idiotic nephew ride off. Will you ?" the "gentleman was muttering to himself as he went to his office. Wo shall see about that. Yon forget, my dear boy. that you haven't got your fingers on the cash. Two or three may have a word to say in that matter." I ■To be continued.)

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