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LADY EVELYN. PAR TER Tio-2. CHAPTER I. LORD RODERICK. The September sun was setting stormily down there on the Wicklow coast. - Far off, the purple mountains were fast losing themselves in the double darkness of coming night and storm. Nearer, over moor and meadow, the low-lying sky brooded darkly, and the rising wind sighed fitfully, sweeping up from the Irish Sea. Westward, lurid bars of blood-red showed where the fiery sun had gone down, and the black cloud-rack came rapidly troop- ing up, like a fleet of misshapen piratical craft, over the blue of the evening sky. Black and angry heaved ‘the sea, under that ominous canopy, and the white-capped surf crashed already on the shingly shore with the dull roar of a beast of prey. A lonely scene and hour. Away to the east, the fishing village of Clontarf nestled under the rocks; to the left, its tall. Tudor turrets and peaked gables, rising above the trees of the park, Clontarf Castle reared its hoary head— ~ one of the stateliest and oldest houses in Britain. Cur-— lews and sea-fowl screamed and whirled away in dizzy circles over the black waters; high and dry were drawn ~ up the fisherman’s fleet, and the only moving things on — darkening earth and storm-tossed sea were a girl and a yacht. ste 5 Bato begin. Ruth: she faci soe ona loft Ny com icboo ‘S« con 7 : es S . - : _% a we he ARAL, : 13 ay.6 } _. - ~~ » ~ sas = ‘ . . 2 4 rye as Pa i - ~ ~~ aw vit s eee y a Pek aed h ‘eee : t : Teas We Ms A Ee ee eas Ses OR A Ye ey ie ’ ae j oa. . Pa : yd og 5