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A Terrible Secret

Chapter 5 IN THE TWILIGHT.

Word Count: 4101    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

sir,-disgracefully, I say, to your cousin Inez. And you are the first of your line who has blurred the family escut

. The young man stood listening in sullen anger, the red blood mounting to his very temples. His Cousin Inez had managed during the past two weeks to make his

wife may be-it is the only charge that can be brought against her. I have married to please myself, and it does

lieve her to be as good as she is pretty. But again your conduct I do and will protest. You have cruelly, shamefully wronged your cousin-

been grand inquisitors of a Spanish inquisition, if such a thing ever existed. I am afraid to face her. She stabs my wife in fifty different ways fifty times a day, and I-my guilty conscience won't let me sil

or, you will turn her

ife. You are her friend, Aunt Helena; you will be doing a fri

ed to go, his handsome b

try to forgive you for your mother's sake. Though you broke her heart she would have forgiven you. I will try to do as she would have do

ail. The invitation is

Thanks v

end-the only one who had taken the slightest notice of her since her arrival. For the residen

e prepared to accept-banking and brewing are genteel sort of things. But a soap-boiler!-and married in secret!-and a baby born in lodgings!-and Miss Catheron jilted in col

esire had been that he should marry his cousin. He had promised, and Lady Helena's strongest hope in life had been to see that promise fulfilled. The news of his low marriag

er and womanly heart, despite its pride of birth, that beat in Lady Helena's bosom; and jo

make the best of a bad bargain; and 'pon my life, my love, it's the sweetest little face the sun ever

dusk drawing-rooms of the Royals, a little white vision, with fair, floating hair, and pathetic blue eyes-a

as though she had been eight rather than eighteen. "You're nothing but a bab

te where the heir of Catheron Royals slept, and as she kissed his velvet cheek and looked pityingly from babe

ook too happy. Don't be too hard on her, my dear-it isn't her fault. Victor is to blame. No one feels that more t

of her own luxurious room, turned her face

and his wife," she answered steadily

of that lurid splendor lit her dark, colorless face with a vivid glow. Lady Helena looked at h

d of course you can't be expected to feel very kindly to her who has usurped your place. But I would let her alone if I were

ron Royals-is that what you ar

, my

ee he did. And so I am to be turned from Catheron Royals for the soap-boiler's daughter,

e do? Something in the set, intense face of the girl frighte

or poor Victor's sake I want to make the best of it. I give a dinner party, as you know; invite all our friends, and prese

uick, warning flash

and defy them to pity me. Take up the soap-boiler's heiress by all means, but, powerful as you are, I dou

nted Lady Helena, as she was driven home; "but, with Inez for my rival, I shouldn't care to

t was wonderful, the bitterest, stinging things she could say over and over again, in her slow, legato tones. She never spared. Her tongue was a two-edged sword, and the black deriding eyes looked pitilessly

kill me. Take me back to London, to Russell Sq

t, and riding over to Powyss Place

as reigned mistress so long," he said to himself. "I will never be able to hold up my

ess mockery of Miss Catheron's soft, scornful tones, the silent contempt and derision of her hard black eyes. What should she wear? how should she act? What if

Just put on one of your pretty dinner-dresses, a flower in your hair, and your pearls. Be your own si

f silvery blue, white lilies in her yellow hair, and pale p

ughter she might be, with the blood of many Dobbs in her veins, but no yo

es of crimson about her as usual, and rubies flashing here and there. She swept on to the carriage with

ron bore her humiliation. How would the one bear their scrutiny, the other their pity? But Miss Catheron, handsome, smiling, brilliant, came in among them with eyes that said: "Pity me if you

presented, and the stereotyped compliments of society were poured into her ear. Sir Victor was congratulated, sincerely by the men, with an under-current of pity and

let these peoples and Inez Catheron see, she was their equal in all things save birth. She talked, she laughed, she took captive half the

could be a greater success. All the men are in love with y

ter the gentlemen presently, and flirtations are resumed, tete-a-tetes in quiet comers recommenced, conversation becomes general. There is music. A certain Lord Verriker, the youngest man present, and the greatest in social status, monopolizes Lady Catheron. He leads her to the piano, and she

unceasingly. He talks a great deal, though not very brilliantly. He is telling her in an audible undertone how Jack Singleton of "Ours" has latel

ort, and having made money enough behind the counter, has retired. And poor Lieutenant Singleton has married the youngest Miss Potter! 'Whom the gods wish to destroy they first make mad.' A very charming girl no doubt, as sweet as the paternal treac

l Lord Verriker still hovering around her, has but one wild instinct, that of flight. Oh! to be away, from these merciless people-from that bitter, dagger-tongued Inez Catheron! She looks wildly at her h

s cousin, lies back in a corner, pale and mute. Inez Catheron's dauntless black eyes look up at the white, countless stars as she softly hums a tune. Sir Victor sits with his eyes

t-her cold, brief words, her averted face, her palpable shrinking as he approaches. She de

when, five minutes before dinner, Sir Victor and Miss Catheron meet in the dini

went half an hour ago. She had a book with her,

r Victor says, taking his hat; "

p last night; her head aches with a dull, sickening pain to-day. To be home once more-to be back in the cosy, common-place Russell square lodgings! If it were no

life have been spent beneath its roof; she will hate it before long. Her very love for her husband seems to die out in bitter contempt, as she thinks of last night, when he stood by and heard his cousin's sneering insult. The gloaming

ate sob, and unconsciously alo

r Victor Catheron because he was Sir Victor Catheron. But it isn't a marriage, my dear-you

terror, for there in the twilight before her

" she

ve tastes, and who has not set foot on British soil for two years? Not a jewel would she part with-all Sir Victor's presents, forsooth! And she's in love with Sir Victor, you know. Perhaps you don't know, though. 'Pon my life, she is, Ethel, and means to have him yet, too. That's what she says, and she is a girl to do as she says, is Inez. That's

nd outstretched. She shrank away,

ear me, Juan Catheron! How dare you i

omes to that, how dare you throw me over, and commit bigamy, and marry Sir Victor Catheron? It's of no use your ridi

lace instantly, I will call my husband. Oh!" she burst forth, f

asked Juan Catheron, folding

e I?-and if I had, I say I would n

easily convertible in London. Hand them here, or, by all the

n his power, and he will keep his threat. Speak one word of that vile lie, and your tongue will be silenced

l not give m

d! Do your worst!-you cannot make me more wretched than I am. And go, or I wil

ot give me

one is coming! Now you will see w

her, a dangerous gle

a husband-I'm going. You're a plucky little thing after all, Ethel. I don't k

d among the trees. He was a

ay fo

row fo

at to-morro

l was still; the twilight was closing darkne

"Am I never to be free from this brother and sister?" she cried to herself, des

Catheron emerged from the shadow of the trees, and the face,

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1 Chapter 1 BRIDE AND BRIDEGROOM ELECT.2 Chapter 2 WIFE AND HEIR.3 Chapter 3 HOW LADY CATHERON CAME HOME.4 Chapter 4 I'LL NOT BELIEVE BUT DESDEMONA'S HONEST. 5 Chapter 5 IN THE TWILIGHT.6 Chapter 6 IN THE MOONLIGHT.7 Chapter 7 IN THE NURSERY.8 Chapter 8 IN THE DARKNESS.9 Chapter 9 FROM THE CHESHOLM COURIER. 10 Chapter 10 FROM THE CHESHOLM COURIER -CONTINUED.11 Chapter 11 RING OUT YOUR BELLS! LET MOURNING SHOWS BE SPREAD! 12 Chapter 12 MISS DARRELL.13 Chapter 13 A NIGHT IN THE SNOW.14 Chapter 14 TRIXY'S PARTY.15 Chapter 15 UNDER THE GASLIGHT. 16 Chapter 16 OLD COPIES OF THE COURIER. 17 Chapter 17 ONE MOONLIGHT NIGHT.18 Chapter 18 SHORT AND SENTIMENTAL.19 Chapter 19 IN TWO BOATS.20 Chapter 20 ALAS FOR TRIX!21 Chapter 21 HOW TRIX TOOK IT.22 Chapter 22 HOW LADY HELENA TOOK IT.23 Chapter 23 ON ST. PARTRIDGE DAY.24 Chapter 24 HOW CHARLEY TOOK IT.25 Chapter 25 TO-MORROW.26 Chapter 26 LADY HELENA'S BALL.27 Chapter 27 O MY COUSIN SHALLOW-HEARTED! 28 Chapter 28 FOREVER AND EVER. 29 Chapter 29 THE SUMMONS.30 Chapter 30 AT POPLAR LODGE.31 Chapter 31 HOW THE WEDDING-DAY BEGAN.32 Chapter 32 HOW THE WEDDING-DAY ENDED.33 Chapter 33 THE DAY AFTER.34 Chapter 34 AT MADAME MIREBEAU'S, OXFORD STREET.35 Chapter 35 EDITH.36 Chapter 36 HOW THEY MET.37 Chapter 37 HOW THEY PARTED38 Chapter 38 THE TELLING OF THE SECRET.39 Chapter 39 THE LAST ENDING OF THE TRAGEDY.40 Chapter 40 TWO YEARS AFTER.41 Chapter 41 FORGIVEN OR-FORGOTTEN 42 Chapter 42 SAYING GOOD-BY.43 Chapter 43 THE SECOND BRIDAL.44 Chapter 44 THE NIGHT.45 Chapter 45 THE MORNING.