Penny Dreadfuls, 1899 · page 64 of 295
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Nie VSHLEEN,— Meet t me 6 lay at ten ° Peteck i We b afder-trees: on the ssictetis stream. Do not fail: 1} . z ae life or death. ee R. oe On the evening of the day upon which the note was “found, the Earl of Clontarf entertained a few friends at dinner. It was nigh Christmas time now, and the: wintee® winds howled about the old castle, and the yule blaze leaped high in the huge chimneys. Lady Sarah pre-— sided at her brother’s table, and very fair and stately looked the Castilian heiress, in her black velvet robes, with all her rich, luxuriant hair falling adorned and ‘un- -. bound. Rory sat beside her, very happy in the light of her lovely eyes, in spite of the sharp pang that smote his heart whenever he thought. of lost Kathleen. The ladies had gone to the drawing-room, and he was waiting impatiently to follow, when a servant entered and an- nounced that Sheriff French wished at once to see him. _ “To see me?” repeated Rory. “What the deuce can the sheriff of Q wish to see me for? Send him in, Mike.” | The sheriff of the town entered—very pale, very grave.. “Well, French,’ Rory said, advancing to meet him, “nothing private, I hope? What is it 2” “A very painful duty, my lord—not private, I regret. to say. Lord Roderick Desmond’ ’—his hand fell heavily on the young man’s shoulder—‘“you are my prisoner!” | With a simultaneous cry every man sprang to his ieet. For Rory, he stood an instant astounded; then, with a backward bound, he shook off the sheriff and sent him — reeling. “Arrest the aisle What do you mean?” “I am very sorry, my lord, but duty must be done. » Here is my warrant. I arrest you in the queen’s name — for the willful murder of. Kathleen O’ Neal!” 4 . CHAPTER IX. THE CRIME OF JUDAH. A tempestuous April Beni wild and dangerous: He night eas there on the Wicklow coast. A howling — tens <s “e vel ged, s sheets: te fain eS over ee sea, ee | oo a) Payn! Noe my = ils sa 2 + ret 20s ete Thay coe Tae RL” gene yet ™ mse > ae Brey Sees Pret Oe yee tan ee eS en i why ae . x) ot eu | ee +> ee, ~