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Updated: May 3, 2025
Under the watchful care of the skilled nurse, and the ministrations of the young physician, she now lay tossing in the delirium of fever. Nothing worse to fear, for days at least, reported the doctor. So the afternoon train bore Lucian Davlin away from the city and his victim, to seek repose and diversion in the society of his comrade, Cora. "She will come out of this now, I think," he muttered.
Having exchanged greetings and cigars, and having discussed the weather and various other interesting topics, the gentlemen sent up their compliments to Miss Arthur. They were soon admitted into the presence of that lady, where more skirmishing was done, during which Dr. Le Guise unburdened himself, as per programme, and then Mr. Davlin fired his first shot.
This must be the 'notorious, the 'handsome. Ah, Lucian Davlin, this is well; this nerves me for the worst! I shall not falter now. This is the first link in the chain that shall yet make your life a burden." She crossed the room and touched the bell. "Now for the first real step," said Madeline, grimly. The door opened and the dark face of Henry appeared, bowing on the threshold.
"The goddess you worship has deserted you, Lucian Davlin," she says, slowly. "It was not in the book of chance that you should triumph over or outwit me. The bullet you designed for me has completed the work you began five years ago.
That lady herself reined in her prancing ponies, and the whole formed an object of admiration for the few depot loungers. As Lucian Davlin crossed the platform and took his seat beside the lady, an old woman hobbled across the track. Casting a furtive glance in the direction the ponies were taking, she hobbled away toward the wood. Miss Arthur's maid had surmised aright.
Entering the room, this is what Clarence Vaughan saw: Lying upon the floor in a pool of blood, the splendid form of Lucian Davlin, one arm dripping the red life fluid, the other clasping close the form of a beautiful girl. His eyes were closed and his face pallid as the dead.
Lucian Davlin had witnessed the interview, the summons and the departure, from a distance. He had found no opportunity for conversing with Cora, as yet, and was sorely puzzled by the present aspect of affairs. He had watched the two narrowly, but he found himself unable to read the true meaning lurking beneath the soft words that fell from the lips of Madeline.
Percy dividing his attention between his fiancé and Miss Payne; studying the latter, and closely watching Davlin and Cora. That last named lady smiling and lounging below stairs, sulking and smoking above, and always under surveillance. Davlin, having assured Cora that he was acting from motives politic, paying open court to Madeline.
Cora was growing restless. Not that the astute lady permitted signs of discontent to become manifest to the uninitiated, but Lucian Davlin saw, with a mingled feeling of satisfaction and dismay, that the rôle of devoted wife had ceased to interest his blonde comrade in iniquity.
Suddenly the girl sprang up, and smiting her two palms together, exclaimed: "If these two men were rivals, then we may yet find a reason why Lucian Davlin should attempt the life of Edward Percy!" And now what should she do? Claire Keith's bright face rose before her as she asked herself the question. Claire must be warned and saved; but how? The girl's brow darkened.
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