The evening telegraph. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1864-1918, 1867-12-23

failed her; her hand failed her; she could dnd
nothing.
1--WE have been talking" said vendale "of the
happy time when we first met, and trsttravelled
together. have confession to make have
been concealing something. When We spoke OF
my FIRST visit TO Switzerland, I told you OF all the
impressions l had brought back with me to
England-except one. Canyouguess whatthat
one Is
and her face turned little away from hun.
| signs of disturbance began to appear in her
neat velvet bodice, round the region OF the
brooch. She made no reply. Vendale pressed
the question without mercy.
''Can you guess what the one Swiss impress
sion is, which have not told you YETI"
Her face turned back towards him, and
faint smilestIembled on her lips
"An impression of the mountains, perhaps!"
mo much more precious impression than
| that
"Of the lakes?o
mo. The lakes have not grown dearer and
dearer IN remembrance to me every day. Tue
lakes are not associated with my happiness in
the present. and my hopes in the future. Mar
gueTite all that makes lite worth having hangs,
for me, on word from your lips Marguerite!
l love you ~
Her head dropped, as he took her hand. He
drew her to him, and looked at her. The tears
escaped from her downcast eyes, and fell slowly
over her cheeks,
20, Mr.. Vendale," she said sadly, cit would
have been kinder to have kept your secret.
Have you forgotten the distance between US? 1t
| Can never, never bel"
'TheGe can be but one distance between us,
! Marguerite-a distance of your making. My
! love, my darling, there is no higher rank in
goodness, there is no higher rank in beauty,
than yours Come whisper the one little word
! which tells me you will be my wifen
She sighed bitterly. Think of your family"
she murmured; land think of mine ~
Vendae drew her little nearer to him.
! "lf you dwell on such an obstacle as that"
| he said, 81 shall think but one thought shall
think have offended your
She started, and looked mp. ''0h no! I" she
| exclaimed, innocently. The instant the words
| passed her lips, she saw the construction that
| might be placed on them. Her confession had
escaped her in spite OF herself A lovely flush
| OF color overspread her face. She made a mo-
/ mentary effort TO disengage herself from her
| lovers embrace. She looked up at him eutreat-
| iDgly. She tried to speak. The words died on
| her lips in the kiss that Yendale pressed on
them. Let me go, Mr.. Vendale!" she said,
! family.
"Cali me George"
She LAID her head on his BOSOM All her
heart went out to him at last "George!n she
! whispered
''Say you love mel"
Her arms twined themselves gently round his
neck. Her lips, timidlY touching his cheek,
murmured the delicious words, 81 love youn
In the moment of silence that followed the
sound of the opening and closing of the house
door came clear to them through the Wintry
stiffness of the street.
Marguerite started 10 her feet.
'Let me go " she said. "He has come back !"
She hurried fro the room, and touched
| Madame DORIS shoulder in passing. Madame
Dor woke up with loud snort, looked first over
one shoulder and then over the other, peered
! down into her lap and discovered neither stock
ings, worsted, nor darning-needle in 1t. At the
same moment footsteps became audible ascend.
ing the stairs. mon Dieu !" said Madame Dor
addressing herself to the stove, and trem bling
violently. Vendsle picked up the stockings and
the ball, and huddled them all back in a heap
over her shoulder. Mon Dleu!" said Madame
| Dor, for the second time, as the avalanche of
worsted poured into her clpacious lap.
The door opened, and Obenreizer came in.
His first glance round the room showed him
that Marguerite was absent.
''What!' he exclaimed, "my niece is away
| My niece is lot here to entertain you in my
absence? This IS objectionable. | shall bring
her back instantly
II beg you will not disturb Miss Obenreizer {"
he said: You have returned, l see without
your lriendW
My friend remains, and consoles our afflicted
compatrot. A heart.rending scene, Mr.. Ven.
dale! The household gods at the pa Wnbroker's
the family immersed in tears. We ell EN-
braced in silence. My admirable friend alone
possessed his composure. He sent out on the
sIot, for bottle OF wine"
Can / say word to you in private, Mr..
ObenreizerW
"Assuredly." He turned to Madame Dor.
''My good creature, you are sinking for want OF
repose MIR. Vendae will excuse YOU"
Madame Dor rose, and set forth sideways on
her journey from the stove to bed. She dropped
a stocking, Vendale picked it up for her and
opened one of the lolding-doors She advanced
step, and dropped three more stockings. Ven
dale, stopping to recover them as before, Oben.
reizer interfered with profuse apologies, and
with q warning look at Madame Dor. Madame
Dor acknowledged the look by dropping the
whole OF the stockings in heap and then
shuffling away panlc-strlcken from the scene oil
disaster. 0benleizer swept up the complete
collection hercely in both hands. "Gop he
cried, giving his prodigious handful prepare
tory swing in the air, Madame Dor said, "Mou
Dieul" and vanished into the next room, pursued
by a shower of stockings.
"What must you think, Mr.. Vendale," said
0benreizer, closing the door, ''ot this deplora
! bic instrUson of domestic details ? For myself
l blush at it. We are beginning the New YeaI
as badly as possible; everything has gone wrong
tonight. BE seated, pray, and say, what mag
offer YOU? Shall we pay our best respects Ia
another OF your noble English institutions! II
is my study TO be, what you call, jolly. pro
pose gtog."
spect for that noble Institution.
81 wish to speak to you on a subject in whict
J am deeply interested" ne said. "You mus
have observed, Mr.. ObenreiZer, that l have
from the first, felt no ordinary admiration fol
your charming nieceW
''You are very good. In my niece's name,
thank you"
: Perhaps you may have noticed, lattery tina
my admiration for Miss ObenrelZeI has gro WI
inlo a tendeTer and deeper feeling-p
"Shall We say friendship, Mir. Vendale ~
"Say love-and we shall be nearer to th
truth.n
, Obenreizer started out of his chair The faintl,
| / dsceTnible beat which was his nearest approach
to achange OF color, showed itself suddenly il
his cheeks.
''You are Miss Obenreizer's guardian, =" pursue,
| ne a D1Q "A