Penny Dreadfuls, 1890 · page 63 of 68
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I, he fn ek he found: m hi way to | | past, Bt 1 took ship for Baplande is yes found employment i in Comagme but. live 1 a solitary life, ved lim or came in contact with him, | me ne } cew his history, but all remarked ms reserved and gloomy character, and j rank “Shige him with dislike or dread, ven said that he had been a high-/| f others did not scruple to hint : lief that he had stained his hands ith some dreadful deed. Hayes knew distrust or hatred of him, but he lived much with his own thoughts to heed Ph, Hi sole idea was to remain cut off for | from all who had known him or cared ‘ hi m, Suffering a life of voluntary hard- hip sin expiation of his crime; though, | jometimes the thought of the misfortunes he ad met with, and how these had, step ry. gtep drawn him onward through a 7 ra ‘of madness to this dreadful end, As LSS 2d thro b his mind, and eased it for rN mi gment of some portion of the burden buat he bore. _ Two years had elapsed, whien, one > night, pomix ir 2 to his cheerless home, Hsyes passed man, who stared at him for a moment, ad then, following him, called to him in an an sus manner to stop. Hayes a ith a lamp, and the man, 1 of Philip | with | him, called him by the name of Philip To Tce Has a , opnised him as Jacob Bonnell, the a: street-preacher, whom, he had parted rith in Newcastle. ey reported vou killed,” ‘said the ; “and for these two years { peeee we could never meet again in or y of He fayes was too much a itated to speak ma ay words. He begged his friend to go Y ome with him; and there the preacher tol< him that he had visited his native towr hon according to his compact, had Porm icated to Margaret and her father | ‘the elligence that he was dead. Sh ol me,” exclaimed Hayes, “never ; ae et. them know that I still live.” _ The » wildness of his manner struck his he are: with astonishment: but Hayes that con aig ght confessed to him the crime of which he sad’ been ow Meee noaibie ‘is said his friend, “an an scarcely hope for forgiveness.” : - Hayes made no answer; but takin > box, he unlocked it, and displaye visitor's eyes a purse ‘of money, hd , parkling with diamonds, a miey ‘are here as I stole them,” says ‘the accursed things that tempted @ to “murder a wounded man. I have i peony, of mer ree. ome 5 me oh eir De pr + ‘) =) } a 1 ag 4 /v. | done ” said. the preacher, Of those who em- | whom they belong Seana now healed, Ss os ik aaabos as aa Se ak be “Y will endea- your ‘by this clue to discover the family to , that you may restore them.” Hayes thanked him, and his visieor took a descripfion of the cross. They spent that mene im a serious conyerse, and Hayes t a@ support in his presence which he had not known for a long time. When they parted, his friend told him that he was going from London, and would return — again. * ‘t x “ % 4 _ Many months after this event, the young worlerun was sittin his room seeking relief for his mind in reading, when a tapping at his door ome he | one night alone in aroused him, Taking his jamp in his — hand, he threw the door open, and there found his faithful friend, Jacob Bonnell, with a stranger. stranger's face revealed a man advanced in life. His countenance was stern and worn, The light upon the and he had a thick moustache, like a foreigner. Hayes shranis from the man’s aze, as if he remembered someone lice im, and remembered him with dread. “Enter, Monsieur Bonnell,” said the stranger to the street-preacher, i in @ foreign accent ; you can best explain this visit.” — sh This, ’ said the preacher, “is the Coun de Beauséant, the representative of th Count de Beauséant who was killed in th action at Val. After much correspondenc with persons on the continent, I hay discovered him, and he has travelled here in person to obtain from your hand the diamond cross—a precious heirloom belong- ing to the family—which you took from his brother’s person on the battle-feld.” “They are here!” exclaimed Hayes, sud- denly unlocking the box; but the stranger stopped him, and taking the lamp from his hand, held 16 up to his own f: ace, and bade Hayes scan his features, and tell him if he knew him, The man looked steadily at him, and Hayes trembled violently with a sudden suspicion of the truth that awaited him, “| have deceived my friend here,” said the foreigner, impressively. myself who was cruelly attacked and plun- dered on the field of Val. See here!” The stranger thurst open his shirt, and revealed, near his left shoulder, a bullet- “This is your act,” he added, : Heyes uttered a cry of joy, and, seizing the stranger by the hand, fe I on his face, and implored his pardon for the terrible wrong that he had done. “Tt was j] Some tears rolled dywn the weather-— Gomichboo (EC) > Fete * « 2 ;