South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1866-10-05

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. Mrs. Darcy hcsitated an instant; there
was triumphant rustic in tho closet, and
her determination gas taken.
Tell the gentlemen that your master
"a very bad headache, aud won't be i
town this morning.
Luke gnashcd his teeth audibly, as s.
las the closing Of the door admonishcd him
that he might do SO with Afety.<A
Mrs. Darcy, do you presume to interfere
with the transaction of business that is vi
tally important, ma'am-vitally Important
Mrs. Darcy nonchalantly took up the lit
tic opera air whore she had left Il, letting
the soft Italian words ripple mr. 1isn,2,
her tongue.
-fWhat4s 1t, LukS7Es4-
Pleasc let me out. My d. a.
be joke to you, but aSaaesN{
I assure you, Luke, it's nothingo6 IN
kind it's the soberest of serious matters to-
me. 1t is question as to whether my fu-
turc life shall be miserable or happy
There was a third interval of silence.
Evelyn said Luke presently, in 4 sub
dued voice, will you open the door,
'On one condition only
'And what is that?'
'Ah ah !! thought the little lieutenant
general, 'hc's beginning to entertain terms of
capitulation,i is he? On condition. she added,
aloud, that you will break yourself of the
habit ofspcaking Grossly and sharply to me,
and on oil occasions keep your temper
My temper, indeed " sputtcrcd Luke.
'Just your temper returned his wife,
serenely. will you promise p
'Ncvcr, madam"
Mrs. Darcy quietly took up n pair of hose
that required mcnding, and prepared to
leave the apartment. AS the door creakcd
OIL its hinges, however, voice came shrilly
through the opposite kcyh"lc.
Mrs. Darcy! Evelyn. wife,
Yes
You are not s"ir,g downstairs to leave
mc in this place p
Il am
'Wcll, look hcrc-I promise
'All and every thing rcquirc?'
'Ics, all and everything that you require
-confound it all "
Wisely deaf to the muttcrcd sequel, Mrs.
Darcy opened the door, and Luke stalkcd
sullcnly out, looking right over the top of
her shining brown hair.
Suddenly a little dctaining hand was laid
ee Ii coat sleeve.
Wont you give me kiss
I And Mrs. Darcy burst out crying on her
husbands shoulder.
J well! calculated the puzzled Luke, 'if
you women aren't the greatest cnigmas 60
ing. \ kiss? Yes, half dozen Of 'cm if
YOU want, you hard-hcartcd little turkey
Don't cry, pet; I'm not angry with you,
although suppose l ought to be-
'And may I let Freddy out ?
'Ics-on the same terms that his papa
was released. Evelyn, was very intolcrableI'
you hadn't been, Luke, never should
have vcnturcI on such violent remedy
Did make you very unhappy
Very
And the guSh Of warm, sparkling tears
supplied dictionary full of words.
Luke Darcy buttoncd up his ovcrcoat,
put on his hat, shouldcrcd his umbrella, and
went to the Applegatc will case, musing as
he went upon the new state of affairs that
had presented itself for his consideration.
1Sy Jovc! he CALCULATED, 'that little wife
of mines bold woman-ay, and plucky
oncv
And then he burst out laughing on the
steps.
1t is more than probable that he left hi:
stock of bad temper i'll the law building that
day, for Evelyn and Clara never SAW any
more of it; and Freddy is daily getting the
better Of the pcppery element in his infan
tile disposition.
Men, after all are but children Of larger
growth; and so Mrs. Evelyn Darcy ha:
reasoned.
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