The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1874-03-24
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Constance, to whom were you bowing
az you drove in at the gate ? asked Cy.
ril Everett, laziIy assisting his sister to
alight from her pheton.
To Mr.. Kent replied the young lady,
reliuqushipg the reins. Jack she ad.
ded to the little groom, jus; see whether
here is a stone in Fleets foot he limped
little coming home tonight
As the groom drove the stylish pair OF
pories down to the stable, Constance Ev.
erett turned toward her brother, aud was
astoni.hed to fod heavy frown upon his
face.
is there anything wrong with you, ,Cy.
rill p
! No, but there is with you, think
What do you meau 2 she asked, with
faint color warming her fair face.
DO you intend to notice that fellow at
the iron works every time he passes you,
merely because hc caught your runaway
ponies p
Aud saved my life thereby she re.
Piled significantly.
'Any man would save a aroman's life.
And any acoman would be grateful for
it, l should hope
Well, tea is on the table, aud we can
argue the matter later said her brother,
entering the hall. But when Constance
Everett took her seat at the waiter, some
five minutes later, there was a calm dig.
nifty about her that seemed to reject ~
argument, and pleasant expression iu
her face that also seemed to prevent any
absurdity Oh the part Of her brother. For
FIVE years the two had lived alone in the
great house on the hill, and Constance
reigned there so quietly and faithfully
that any stranger would have supposed
the house had never knowu wiser older
mistress
Cyril Everett was not model brother
although no one ever attributed to him au
uugallant quality, a gentleman By do.
scent, and with certain refined tastes, he
made a very effective master Of the small
retinuc Of servants by his firm. uufamil.
lar ways, and terso though not unkindly
authority Towards his sister he was
deierential and loving after a fashion,
but few men could quarrel with Constance
Everett AS far as possible she seemed
to enter into the lives of others as to leave
her own individuality established rather
than asserted. 1t was sor ething Of this
that checked the hot words on Cyril Ev.
erett's tongue. as he sat opposite her AT.
ter tea they Withdrew to the parlor, and
Constance began cutting the leaves OF a
magazine, Cyril sat down. and taking a
card and pencil, silently began drawing
some plans for part Of his estate.
BY the way, Constance, speaking oi
Kent, l have made him an offer for that
lot opposite the iron.works.'
He'll never sell that to you, Cyril
Why not?'
Because | heard him tell MI Shipper
he would sell it to him only, to aid the
building plan for the workmen. You
know Dir. Shippen's scheme is to have q
settlement down there NICE com Portable
little homes, at ohean rent
oh, folderal! Shipper thinks he's q
second George Peabody, I've no doubt
his schemes arc large enough, but his of
lers are mean
Que man cant bear all the cost Of pro
grcssion 10 place like this answered
his sister reasonably.
We'll, I've no doubt but Eric Kent
will he willing to receive at least ,
third more
i think, Cyril, be will let Mr.. Shipper
have it very low he said he wanted the
men to feel that there wero those who
took an interest in their homes and il
their general advancement
To whom did he impart his philan
tbropic ideas, l beg leave to ask p
To me-this afternoon
We'll, well You not only bow, but
hold regular conversations with him, il
seems There must be an end Of this I!
There was a surprised silence on hel
part, then she laid down her book quiet
ly, and looked at her brothers impetuoui
handsome, scornful face.
Give reasonable objection Why
should not hold conversation with him
Cyril
1T is not tina: you have not the privi
lege Of doing as you please, Of course
but assure you, your position does no
warrant any such proceedings. You
common sense should teach yol that Erit
Kent and Miss Everett do not stand on I
level
1t was well that hi, eyes were Gxed
upon the card over which he was rapidly
scribbing, as look Of sweeping contemp
masked the fair face unmistakably
You are speaking Of person you Dc
not know she said eventually, in an un
ruffled voice.
Cyril Everett dashed down the car,
and stood before her, Lis handsome grace
ful figure drawn to its full height.
Certainly | never sought his acquaint
anco-all that is necessary to know o
him. ] had no difficulty 10 finding out
simply that he is wel-to,do fellow iu
the iron works at Hatberton-superin
tendent ofseveral hundred men, and YER
well in his way; but farther than that
out of his sphere. | cannot imagine hin
an especial acquisition to any one in
vastly different standing in the world