The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1877-12-05
THE EDICT OF FATE.


The library in Mr. Trevelyan'c
elegant country residence was one o
the pleasantest apartments imagina
ble, and on that bright summer morn
ing seemed the embodiment of cool
ness, shade and fragrance-from the
dark green carpet that covered the
floor like sheet of emerald velvet
the lighter green silk curtains and
damask furniture, to the cleaning
marble statueites, the white aud gold
calf bound volumes in rows of shelves
from floor to ceiling.
Outside the sun shone and the
birds were holding a perfect carnival
of song in the warm, fragrant air.
Everything seemed so pure, so
peaceful, so strangely at variance
with Mr. Trevelysn's angry. clouded
face as he stood, straight aud naughty
with one hand on the green cloth of
the central table, and his eyes look
ing down on Raymand Santelle's
face--a face perfect in its bold. man
ly outlines.
1t is the most outrageous breach
of gentlemanly tonor | ever had the
misfortune to know, and | am more
astonisbed, Mr.. Santelle, that | had
always. previously, held you to be a
suitable man to occupy the position
of tutor to my sons But this total
disregard for every law of etiquette,
honor. deceney-if | NAV be allow
ed So strong an expression-this
open-faced, presumptuous attempt at
Irritation with guest of Mrs. Trev-
elyan's isis cffebsively disgusting
to me-"
The Young mans eyes hlazed as
be listened patiently to the quiet, in
tense insult, md you could see how
tremendous was the force with which
he kept himself in cbeck-you saw it
so plainly by the tenseness of every
muscle in bis 1.-THE, handsome frame,
by the compression of bis lips under
bis dropping amber mustache, and in
the intense, frigbtfully calm tones of
voice as be answered, with his blue
eyes never finchiDg from the cold,
gray ones opposite him.
"Ycu have made a most unwar.
rentable assertion, sir, which for
Miss Nelr's sake ] which for
my own | care ss little as | regard
the rrutbfulness of it, as"
"Mr Trevelyan interrupted him
by sudden blow of his FIST on the ta-
bic.
"You dare tell me-you, a hired
teacher in this house, that / am a
liar-that Miss"
Santelle did not make the smallest
attempt to interrupt the tide of pas
sion, but there was something in his
eyes that made the gentleman pause
suddenly, and then Santelle went on,
quietly as before, with that unnatural
quiet that precedes terrible tempests.
There is no occasion to introduce
the lady's name again; | simply say
| have never paid her any attention
beyond what is due to lady from q
gentleman that | should pay an EN-.
press Of the blood royal if the occa-
sion required it. or anv other woman.
You have seen ft 10 misconstrue and
from the moment you branded me as
unfit for the position of tutor to your
sons, however false the accusation
was, you ceased to be my employer.
Mr.. Trevelyan, there is no need to
prolong this interview"
He bowed with the cold, polished
ease of a society .usaged man, and
went ieisurely from the library to his
room, with tba. same compression of
his handsome lips, but with the FIRE
in his blue eyes giving place to Bit
ter, dreary woe
"To think she is the first woman |
ever met who could quicken my
pulses with glance Of her bright,
besuiiful eyes-and | am isolated
be cause / dare converse with ber-I,
a tutor on a salary, she darling Of
fate and fortune"
Dnwp in the library where San
telle had left him, Mr. Trcvelyan
paced 10 and fro.
"Tbe insolent, independent pappy.
with his face like gods, aud his
manner the manner Of prince 1t
is time be took bis congo from Treve-
Ivan Park when be bids fair to be
formidable rival to my son Rupert il
Ida VelI's favor. ] am Hot blind /; |
am not a fool + | have seen the girls
aagniscent eyes look at him With a
light in them I'd willingly give
check for a thousand to see in them
whom she laughs With my boy.n
And, Just within one of the deep.
dusk recesses of the library, hidden
by flowing silken drapery, as fair q
girl as ever lived, with lustrous dark
eyes all aglow, and cheeks as pink as
morning glory. stood quiet and
breathless until Mr.. Trevelyaa had
left the room
The grand. glorious fellow Why,
he's q very prince in disguise! |
wender-I wonder if-ob, dear, OF
course it is only cbivalrous courtesy
Mr. Sautelle feels, and | won't be o
fool il be has got the most heavenly
smile and the baDdsomest eyes |
ever saw, but Ill see him again be-
fore be leaves, and"
But Ida Veldt did not see him
again before be left Trevelyan PARK,
Mr.. Santelle did not remain over one
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