DULCIE CARLYON. A Novel. BY JAMES GRANT, AUTHOR OF 'THE ROMANCE OF WAR,' ETC. IN THREE VOLUMES. VOL. II. LONDON: WARD AND DOWNEY, 12, YORK STREET, COVENT GARDEN. 1886. [_All Rights Reserved._] NEW NOVELS AT EVERY LIBRARY. FROM THE SILENT PAST. By Mrs. HERBERT MARTIN. 2 Vols. COWARD AND COQUETTE. By the Author of 'The Parish of Hilby.' 1 vol. MIND, BODY, AND ESTATE. By the Author of 'Olive Varcoe.' 3 vols. AT THE RED GLOVE. By KATHARINE S. MACQUOID. 3 vols. WHERE TEMPESTS BLOW. By the Author of 'Miss Elvester's Girls.' 3 vols. IN SIGHT OF LAND. By Lady DUFFUS HARDY. 3 vols. AS IN A LOOKING-GLASS. By F. C. PHILIPS. 1 vol. LORD VANECOURT'S DAUGHTER. By MABEL COLLINS. 3 vols. WARD AND DOWNEY, PUBLISHERS, LONDON. CONTENTS OF VOL. II. CHAPTER I. SEPARATED II. AN UNWELCOME VISITOR III. A BRUSH WITH THE ZULUS IV. THE CAMP V. THE MASSACRE AT ISANDHLWANA VI. 'HAS SHE DISCOVERED ANYTHING?' VII. FEARS AND SUSPICIONS VIII. BY THE BUFFALO RIVER IX. ON THE KARROO X. FLORIAN JOINS THE MOUNTED INFANTRY XI. DULCIE'S NEW FRIEND XII. GIRLS' CONFIDENCES XIII. THE EVENING OF GINGHILOVO XIV. NEWS FROM THE SEAT OF WAR XV. PERSECUTION XVI. A THREAT XVII. WITH THE SECOND DIVISION XVIII. ON THE BANKS OF THE ITYOTYOSI XIX. FINDING THE BODY XX. THE SKIRMISH AT EUZANGONYAN DULCIE CARLYON. CHAPTER I. SEPARATED. 'Something must be done, and deuced soon too, to separate this pair of spoons, or else they will be corresponding by letter, somehow or anyhow, after he has taken himself off; and Lady Fettercairn is always saying it is high time that something was definitely arranged between the girl and me! But, of course, Finella thinks _him_ handsome enough to be the hero of a three-volume novel.' Thus muttered Shafto, who, after a long absence, had returned to Craigengowan again, believing that Hammersley must now be gone; but he found, to his extreme annoyance, that two days of that officer's visit yet remained; so, with the futile _fracas_ about the cards in his mind, Shafto avoided him as much as possible, and the house and grounds were ample enough to give him every scope for doing so. He was sedulously bent on working mischief, and Fate so arranged that, on the second day, he had the power to do so. They were on the very eve of separation now, yet Finella knew their love was mutual and true, and a glow of exultation was mingled with the sadness of her heart--a glow which had a curious touch of fear in it, as if such joy in his faith and truth could not be lasting. It was a kind of foreboding of evil about to happen, and when the time came that foreboding was remembered. On the day of Hammersley's departure, he was to leave Craigengowan before dinner: thus, after luncheon, he contrived, unseen, to slip a little note into her hand. It contained but two lines:-- 'Darling, meet me in the Howe of Craigengowan an hour hence, for the last time. Do not fail. 'V. H.'