The Argosy — page 342: what you’re looking at

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fee A CS OS YY. NOVEMBER, 1885. WHE MYSTERY OF .ALLAN GRALE. Buc ISABELL A: BY VIE MAYO. + ¢ eH sn bor Eh Seer. EDGAR TO THE RESCUE. LL news travels quickly. And the report that Miss Vivian had been found lying on the road-side in a fainting-fit, soon spread itself about Dering. Dr. Palmer, one of the first to hear of it, at once betook himself to the Court. Maria was better by that time, but weak and languid. She told Dr. Palmer that she was in great distress of mind when walking home, and felt strangely giddy, but did not remember falling. She confided to him, old friend that he was, that the cause of her dis- tress was that cruel newspaper paragraph, and the terror-stricken interview she had sought and held with Mr. Grale. Possibly she confided to the doctor something more, but if so, that item was not to be regarded as public property. He had a perfect sympathy with poor Maria; but it would have comforted her more, had she felt that he had a perfect trust in her brother Edgar. Dr. Palmer had not lost faith in Edgar Vivian. Nay, strange as it may sound, he had more faith in him than in his innocence. The Doctor knew much of the awful secrets of poor human nature, and how from any unguarded heart, however promising its soil, there may unexpectedly rise the upas of a great crime, not indeed indigenous to it, but springing into sudden life from some chance seed that has lain dormant and undetected. “Vou are not to attend me as a patient, Doctor,” Maria said to him, with a wan smile. ‘It would alarm my uncle and aunt, and perhaps lead to some disagreeable rumour reaching them. They think the heat overpowered me, and that I was tired with my journey. I shall be all right outwardly —to- morrow.” VOL. 3g Y CoOnniclOo© (C(O)