The Stourbridge Observer, Cradley Heath, Halesowen & District Chronicle.
Stourbridge, West Midlands, England, 1886-05-08 00:00:00

Wherewith we'll touch I

THE day wore on, and ti
once more upon the stai
feverishly nervous, both
child's, but the little gir
eager for her work. EVE
for her, and Mr.MasterE
smined her long hair Cr
beautiful in texture a
mother's, and with a gol
that promised to be a sp
to be a woman. He ha
dress too, and Beryl had
his satisfaction. The
the gorgeous chariot in
descent from the cloud:
altogether Miss Dot wa
meat and delight.
Leonard roused hi
stimulated by the wire
home with them, and d
go with them to the the
ominous flush upon i
seemed hardly able to s
ful, and evidently bent
His worn suit was ye
he looked every inch
white seams and frayed
skilful manipulation
about the door touched
as he went in. They kr
of the real sort, not the
Leonard Atherstone's
address were not picke
the world afterwards—
The hallkeeper stopp
--and the child in front
"A letter for you, si
He held out a businE
in a hand recognised at
"It should have bee
morning," the man we
Masters was with her
slipped my memory.
consequence, sir."
"None, thank you,"
into his pocket. "ThE
He knew Mr. Carsor
was an answer to his
face as he thought of ii
his father relented at I
they so much needed?
• state made himitrembl
when he rejoined Bery
rkifore she went to her
'What has happen,
alarm, when she saN
• worse ?"
"No, dear. Why?'
"You are so pale—f
"Am I ? It is the st
was one waiting for rc
"From—"

" From my father':
thought of it worry y(
"I won't think of it
• be brave, and put it a
over. You sit there, I
stairs."
She went with him
• troduced him to two (
dropped in, saw him et
and left him. One
before she quitted the
"Don't mind anythi
• indicating the other p
talk."
"I know," he repli(
one. I shan't mind t
Beryl sighed, as she
how sensitive Leonar(
The company were
see her and her husba
much gossip in tho Ui
not of the most flatte
In the dressing-root
running high—the
daughter. Nobody sa
' • benefit of the lady's r
in front of her glass,•
1
- entered.
Did anyone hear
she was saying, " Bery
Atherstenes are quitA
Warwick. I've seen
• who's Miss Joyce, I t
Zot real names anyon
A black-eyed WOME
room answered the
head.
"You haven't bee
Hayes, or you'd ha
name's a real one, at
she's always gone by
up out of a ditch son
remember her as qui
mother talk of her b
finished up by marry
• out of the profession
" I think you can
replied the other gi
member this Miss Jo
must be jolly old. '
mother herself."
"She isn't. She's
had a deal of trouble
"Alt, those swell
times! I shan't ma
for me, but I don't b
It just a bit of r(
success. I daresay,
plain Mrs. Smith or
Her last exclamat
apparition of Beryl,
child by her side.
Miss Cooke had SE
anger, but too late I
the girl knew by th(
quiver on her lips ti
overheard. There
and the new-comer
equanimity. When
turned to Nelly.
"You did not int
dear," she said, quil
it, but that Dot her(
stone. My husbani
the Grange. A simp
have been better fo
for our little girl to
false pretences."
The girl was quit
Beryl's words and
for her incautious
Atherstone's heart.
"Of course you
"What you said w:
, happened to come i
have known nothii
She betook hers(
pleasantly with the
forgotten. She dr,
care that it was eI
cunning in persont
dress fitted her to]
restored the bloom
still fine hair fall it
Alien she turned he
, Would havo but
_Rosalind is on the
prepared the child
but the satin fro(
crown her pretty I
"Now, we'll go
"I shall have the
to my husband, b:
to Nellie Hayes.
you."
" Ah, don't tell
pleaded.
"1 won't, but
replied. "If Iw(
• become too big a
and it would be s
will only laugh at
She was in bett
of her dress, some

she was sure of 11(
to, play the part c
do more.

Leonard was al
look upon his fael
and went softly I
"What is it, Le
"Words, dear.
"The old story

" No. My fait
promise this time
"Let me see it
"No. Get thrc
you.,,
"It shan't. If
it is insulting, it
I've plenty of t
yet."
He put the lett
to his side while
was very much t
had understood h
had set them doi

sirSzit,—At the
Atherstone Gran,
letter of the 18t1
and that its cont
am entrusted by
at having accide:
your intention t(