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ried to-morrow 46 ss HE WIDOWED BRIDE CHAPTER VI. THE CORONER'S INQUEST. The scene of horror and confusion at Glenhampton Castle can easier be imagined than described, upon that eventful September morning, which dawned so radiantly over _ the charred and smoldering ruins of the ill-fated lodge, _and sprinkled its baptismal chrism of dew-drops on Arthur Hunsworth’s dead face, in the tangled fern glade below the deer park. : _ lady Glenhampton had just entered the breakfast-room, looking slightly pale, from want of sleep on the preceding night, yet exquisitely lovely. She was moving in her slow, graceful way acrossthe room | to a window which commanded a glimpse of a_ beautiful ornamental lake, now dotted with white swans, which were Ernest Evelyn’s especial favorites, when the door opposite — was thrown open, and Mrs. Wadesleigh, the housekeeper, rushed. in, with uplifted hands, and a face of unspeakable terror. “Oh, my lady! my lady!” she gasped, ‘‘they said I was to 4 _ prepare you, but—— Lady Glenhampton grew ghastly pale, pressing her hand the mullion of the window for support. ‘The children!” broke from her white lips. ‘Oh, what has happened to them? For the sake of Heaven, do not keep me longer in suspense!” ‘They're safe, my lady, bless their dear little hearts—it isn't them at all,” answered Mrs. Wadesleigh; ‘‘but, oh, my lady, poor, dear Miss Clive, she as was to have been mar- I3 “Tell me, Wadesleigh,” passionately burst forth Lady Glenhampton, ‘‘is she 1:1? is she—dead ?” Die “It’s Mr. Hunsworth, my lady—he’s been found mur- : dered in the glen just beyond the deer park, and Miss Clive - was the one as found him.” to her left side, as she advanced a-pace or two, holding to ~ “Where is she?” Lady Glenhampton’s face was whiter — ‘€Comicboo ss S com |