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A MESSENGER with a letter was despatched by the one o'clock train from Ilverton, which was due to arrive in London in the early morning; and Catherine, to whom all arrangements were of necessity referred, thus broke the terrible news of Sir Cecil's fatal accident as tenderly as possible to Augusta, and added a request that a message might be sent at once to old Lady Sarah's faithful maid, who would best know how to prepare her aged mistress for the shock that awaited her. Through the long and dreary morning which succeeded the catastrophe, she waited anxiously for a telegram from Augusta, making no doubt that she and Philippa would come home by the first possible train. But the day was well advanced before the telegram arrived, and the contents were not at all what Catherine expected. Absolutely prostrate and helpless. Please come here at once and without delay. Urgent.-Augusta.' 'She ought to come home. How can she leave him lying there alone, and not come?' said Catherine, shedding indignant tears. 'What can I do? It is not as if I had ever been anything to Augusta, or she to me.' 'Oh, my dear, my dear, you are kind and gentle; and she is a very helpless person, as she truly says. I am sure I should want Copyright, 1908, by Mrs. Henry de la Pasture, in the United States of America. VOL. XXV.NO. 145, N.S. 1 you if I were in such a trouble as hers,' sobbed Miss Dulcinea, who had been completely overcome by the news which greeted her on waking. 'Of course I must go if she wants me,' Catherine said, almost angrily, but it will only be to bring her back; and if she wanted me without delay, why did she delay so that I can only go by the slow afternoon train, which does not get there until past nine o'clock at night? But there was a gleam of comfort in her sorrow at the thought that her child must now be restored to her arms. 'And I shall never let her go again-to suffer as I have suffered,' thought Catherine, after this terrible lesson of the uncertainty of life.' She wept as she packed a very few things in a small hand-case and dressing-bag, resolved that no entreaties of Augusta should detain her or Philippa in London. 'It is Cecil, poor, poor Cecil, to whom we owe all the duty and affection and respect which we shall ever be able to show him now,' she sobbed. What is Augusta to us-cold and selfish, thinking only of her own health and comfort while he lies dead in his own house-the last of his race, except my darling?' Then she sank back in her chair, appalled by the recollection that the heavy burden of responsibility which had fallen from the dead man's shoulders would now devolve upon her child. It was Philippa who was the last of the Adelstanes—whose inheritance had thus, with terrible suddenness, come upon herand Catherine's heart sank as she thought of the changes awaiting her. Strive as she would to put all such thoughts aside, they returned upon her again and again while she made ready for her solitary journey. 'Take me with you,' implored Lily, clinging about her with passionate tears and distressing persistence. 'I cannot, Lily, but I will come back to-morrow. Yes, I promise,' said Catherine, strengthening her own resolution by thus giving her word to the child. You will take care of Aunt Dulcinea and of everything for me? 6 'You must not be troublesome,' said Aunt Dulcinea, admonishing her very kindly; but she shook her head over the selfishness of Lily, though she had always found a thousand excuses for the selfishness of Philippa. |