The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1873-05-06

Brench count q moment ago, Ah there
she is at the door
An" said Lennox, dropped Laura's
hand and making his way toward the
door.
But it was difficult even when he drew
near to see in the stylish, stately lady,
whose hair was put over monstrous
chignon, and whose lustrous robes swept
over the floor for a yard, his own little
Mary of three months ago.
Lennox strobe up with scarce a glance
at the bewhiskered dandy to whom she
was chatting, and held out tis hand with
an eager exclamation, Mary
She made sweeping courtesy aud
languidly extended The tips of her fingers
but not muscle moved beyond what ac-
corded with well-bred Indifference.
'Ah good evening Mr.. Ray
Oh, Mary, are you glad to see me p
said Lennox, feeling his heart chilled
within him.
'Oh, to be sure, Mr.. Ray quite glad.
Allow me to present Count de Beaure-
paire. Mr.. Ray, Monsieur
Lennox hardly deigned bow to the
Frenchman, and offered his arm to her.
Thanks but the music is beginning,
and promised to dance with Mr.. Blair,
But aftcrward = said Lennox, the chill
growing colder.
Thanks again; but am engaged to
Captain Thornton
When tnen 7? demanded Lennox with
a jealous pang.
'Ah, really, my card is so full that l
hardly know. will try to spare you
waltz somewhere, with an Indifferent
glance.
Lennox bent down, and spoke with
bitter reproach in his tone Good heav.
ems, Mary What affectation is this ??
She favored him with well-bred
stare.
Pardon do not understand you
And taking the arm of her escort she
walked away with the air of an empress.
Lennox sought his sister.
Laura, how have you changed Mary
SO :, he demaapdad, .eu grcatly improved
Isn't she perfect :?
Perfect? Rather too perfect tt suit
me-.
Tomorrow shall see more OF Mary
he thought.
But tomorrow, and tomorrow, it was
always the same, and that elegant Miss
Irving, as they styled her, was always in
demand. She played the role of an &C.
complished lady and gay-hearted CO.
quette to perfection; and poor Lennox,
from the distance in which she kept him,
looked on almost broken hearted, varying
between wrath, Jealousy, pride and des.
pair.
Mary said he one morning when he
found her alone, how long is this to
last 7?
How long is what to last p asked Mary
innocently.
How long are you going to remain the
conventional creature you are p
i believe you wished me to come here
to improve my manners, Mr.. Ray to &C.
quire the elegance of society?' she said
coldly.
But, Mary.
Your sister thinks have been an apt
pupil
Yes, too apt too apt entirely cried
Lennox
well if you are not pleased with the
result Of your own advice, | am not to
blame. You must excuse me, Mr. Ray ;
| am going to ride with Count de Beaure-
paire.
And with her sweetest, ,hollowest smile
she made graceful gesture of adieu, and
left him sick at heart, puzzled and dis.
gusted.
That afternoon, as Laura and Mary
were about dressing for the evening, Len.
nox walked, unannounced, into Laura'i
little paror where they sat alone.
4 thought I'd drop III and say good.
bye before you went down stairs, said he
i leave for London tonight
Laura elevated her eyebrows little.
Sudden, isn't it? But since you are
) going, 1 will give you some commissions
You needn't. | shall only stay il
town for day
Indeed Where are you going?'
'Oh, | don't know was the savage re-
ply.
Laura gave him l,ok of cool sur
r prise
| AT least, you will take a note tc
t George for me-.
Yes, if you get it ready said he, un
J graciously.
Very well ; | will write it now
# Laura went to her room, and Lenno!
e stood moodily at window. Present.,
Mary, who had not spoken one word, cam
and stood near him.
Are you really going away p she ask
. ed.
: Yes, | am was the short answer.
i And won't you tell me where ?
Il don't know myself-neither knoy
t. nor care y he growled
II She slipped her hand into his arm, wit
:. the old carressing movement he remem
,, bered so well, and spoke so gently, usin
d his name for the first time since he came
But, Lennox, dear, if you 60 away o
e somewhere, what shall | do?
10 He turned suddenly and caught her
n his heart.
II oh, Mary, Mary " cried he passion
II ately, If you would only come back to m
le and love me if could recover my los
Il treasure would not 60 anywhere. Oh
r. my lost love- is it too late 2
She laid her face down against hi
in shoulder and asked, 'Lernox, dear, te
W me which you love best, the Mary 20
{. used to know or the fashionable youn
is lady you found here?
IL 'Oh, Mary, darling" he cried, clasI
ru ing her closer, Il wouldn't give one pr
cr cious toss of your old brown curls for a
the fashionable young ladies in the worl'
cr wouldn't give one careless ring of yol