Her Dark Inheritance - Mrs. E. Burke Collins

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Chapter		Page
I	A Dark Night's Secret	[3]
II	Her Fairy Prince	[10]
III	Like a Thief in the Night	[21]
IV	A Mad Passion	[30]
V	On the Eve of Departure	[37]
VI	Her Oath	[44]
VII	Betrothed	[51]
VIII	A Strange Command	[60]
IX	Just in Time	[66]
X	An Old Man's Secret	[72]
XI	Serena's First Love Letter	[81]
XII	An Unpleasant Surprise	[88]
XIII	Serena's Game	[93]
XIV	Complications	[100]
XV	Betrothed	[108]
XVI	A Midnight Interview	[114]
XVII	Serena Succeeds	[120]
XVIII	How the Secret is Told	[127]
XIX	Beatrix Hears the Secret	[133]
XX	Worse Than Death	[140]
XXI	The Next Day	[145]
XXII	Sister Angela	[151]
XXIII	Serena's New Scheme	[157]
XXIV	An Unexpected Declaration	[164]
XXV	How the Game Was Played	[169]
XXVI	A Well Laid Plot	[176]
XXVII	Keith Hears the News	[181]
XXVIII	Beatrix Sees the Game	[187]
XXIX	Serena's Failure	[194]
XXX	A Threat	[200]
XXXI	A Noble Love	[205]
XXXII	A Death Bed	[211]
XXXIII	In Deadly Peril	[218]
XXXIV	A Martyr	[223]
XXXV	How the News Was Received	[231]
XXXVI	All's Well	[236]

A night of storm and tempest, the wind blowing a perfect gale; and above its mad shrieking the sullen roar of the ocean, as it beat against the shore in angry vehemence, recoiling with wrathful force, as though to gather strength for a fresh onslaught. The little town of Chester, Massachusetts, near the beach, lay wrapped in gloom and darkness, under the lowering midnight sky, "while the rains descended and the floods came." It was a terrible night, that tenth of November. One man was destined to remember that night as long as he lived. Alone in his dingy little office, Doctor Frederick Lynne sat, absorbed in the contents of a medical journal, his grave face bent over the printed page upon which his eyes were fixed with eager interest, while the moments came and went unnoticed. He closed the journal at last with an impatient gesture, and pushed it aside. Arising slowly to his feet—a tall, dark, elderly man, with a troubled, anxious expression—he went slowly over to the bright wood-fire which burned upon the broad hearth, and stood gazing down into the bed of rosy coals, the anxious look deepening in his eyes. A poor country physician, with a wife and child depending upon his exertions, he found the struggle for subsistence growing harder every day.

"Ugh! what a night!" he muttered, "I dread to start for home. I believe I will wait until the storm subsides a little. Heigh-ho!" clasping his hands behind his head with a weary little gesture; "if only the struggle were not quite so hard—so desperate! If only I need not slave as I do! Hard work and poor pay. It is enough to make a man discouraged, especially a man with a wife like mine. She is always longing and wishing for fine clothes, and a better home and all the luxuries that only money can supply. It drives me nearly mad at times; and there's no way of escape only to come down here to the office and lock myself in. Heavens! I wish that I were rich. I would do almost anything in the world for money; anything—almost."

Tap, tap, tap, at the outer door of the office.

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[HER DARK INHERITANCE]

[CHAPTER I.]