The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1878-08-10
80 Mr.. Lloyd gave me to understand

Which he Is; very much tho baillf,'
interposed Mr.. MonGoy, with a laugh
"bailif, general factotum, and right-hand
man. Lloyds as sharp as a needle"
" l can bear testimony to his acuteness,
said Lady larlett, adding quickly, seeing
Herbert was rather disconnected, "he paid
me the compliment to discover who l was
to-day-he was good enough to mistake me
for the new lady'5 maid"
There was a shout of laughter, while poor
Herbert muttered something about appear
ances being SO deceitful, and felt rather ag-
greved. She was disagreeable woman,
high and mighty, selfsatisfed, vain !; he
would have little to say to her during her
stay"
They saw nothing more Of each other that
night or the next day but late in the after
noon Herbert came to her.
Lady Yarlett, have been commission
ed to convey to you dire piece of news.
Illness of an alarming, not to say dangerous
and infectious, description has broken out in
the house. Dear little Poppy has it, and
Monjoy. We have to go into quarantine.
The expected party has been stopped, and it
is right you should know so at once, so as to
use your own discretion about leaving"
"Deor, dear, how territlcl OF course
should prefer not to stop. But how tiresome
and vexatious! Where can I go? Who
would receive me? Yarlett lis let; the work
men are in the town house. hate lodgings
or hotel What am to do?'
" l really caunot presume to advise" Her
bert said stifily. What were her troubles
compared to those which had fallen on her
friends?
In the evening he heard she had resolved
to remain. They did not meet She dined
up stairs in her own rooms nor did she
show herself next day, nor at any other
meal for some time to come. Busily occu-
pied, Herbert scarcely missed or gave her a
second thought. But to his surprise toward
the end of the week he found her in the
drawing room dressed for dinner
1t was a curious kind of a tete-a-tete. The
butler was chaperon, but there was no need
or thought of chaperonage; The pair were
so evidently at odds that some one was
wanted to rather keep the peace between
them.
"You'ye been in London, suppose p" she
asked.
"Oncej at the time of the cattle show"
Glow romanticl And did you live up
Islington way and spend your time among
the fat oxen and pigs?"
"No, Lady Yarlctt; lived with the geese
and donkeys at the west end"
"You can't know London-not the best
London, or you would not talk like that.
What do you know of its pleasures and de-
lights, of Joachim, of ofBurne-Jones,o of George
Eliot, Of the hoiif ?"
every little, of course, and care less" said
Herbert, with an amused smile.
" Your horizon is bounded by your mar
row field; your politics pivot upon turnips
and top-drcssing; yoiit literature is the
Agricultural News Market Lane Express,
you have no artistic PERCEPTIONS, no true
sense Of beauty, no transcendentalism no
suRjectyity, no refinement, no taste"
"Quite SO. We surrender all-partcu-
larly the long words which don't pretend
to comprchend-to you Iondoners without
pang."
and nov, for TIC first time, Lady Yarlett
began to be uncomiortably conscious that he
was laughing at her. It was quite evident
that she made no impression on him at all,
that her air and graces, her assumed superb
ority, were thrown away on him that he
was callous to her destinations, Indifferent
to her charms. al this yexed and annoyed
her She was piqued, put out; to be scorn-
ed by an uucultivated pumpkin, such as
size still thought Herbert Lloyd, was very
calling to her pride.
He must be made to suffer for his sins
But he gave her no chance. As if fscenting
danger, he avoided her-obvously and stu
diously kept her at arms length-leit the
room when she entered it, made excuses
for not appearing 1t dinner spoke only
few words ofgreeti3g oftbe merest common
place when an unavoidable accident threw
them together. She began to feel herself
upon the mettle.
Take my compliments to Mr.. Lloyd"
she told the butler one morning, after mat
ters had continued thus for some days, and
say that l should like to speak to him."
The butler came back to say Mr.. Lloyd
was in hejustce room,and very particular
ly engaged. The police had just broughtin
a very serious case of poachiug.
IN go to him myself" she said deter
mined to carry the war at once into the
enemy's country and she was shown to
Herbert's private sanctum, through which,
on the inside, the justice room only could be
reached
She paused here, The place interested
her directly. 4 mans room, constantly
used, carries away the unmistakablc i'm
press of its occupants tastes. This was no
mere ofllce-it was a studio and library as
we'll An easel stool near the window, and
ou IL a pl9ruinrr laudzcapD I'm nils. a f,raot