The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1879-09-26

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tice the "Mabel Waltz" and the
"Flick and Flock Gallop." Then she put
on her shabby black evening gown, and
stuck spray of white flowers into her
golden hair, and waited patiently for a
summons hoping she would wait in vain.
1t very soon came, and with roll of
music under her arm, flush on her
innocent frightened face, and
scared, almost hunted express
sion in her eyes, she de-
scended and timidly opened the drawing
room door, and there stood still for
moment, in the astonishment at the scene
before her. There sat the heiress with an
eager, pleasedHexpression ON her face, and
leaning over her, talking and laughing,
and more handsome than ever, and sun
burnt and soldierly looking was Alic
Granger. There was no installing him.
The color rushed to Maggie's face as if
to say hurried good-by, and then left
it altogether. She recovered self-possess-
ion, however, and walked with what she
hattered herself was great dignity to-
wards the piano. She felt rather than
sawhim raise his head and look at her, and
the next moment he was by her side.
"Maggie-my dear Maggie Why,
fancy you being here; where did you
come from? have been trying to find
you for months"
81 thought you'-and then she did not
know how to 60 ION, so added, almost
piteously, 81 am the govemess here"
care you! Oh, l see, that is the reason
l have not seen you before, | suppose"
"Do you really know Miss Dunlop?"
the heiress asked, coming up and speak
ing in her coolest manner.
Maggie wished sincerely she could
sink into her shoes and bury herself.
"Why, of course | do; we have been
playfellows since we were born-hayen't
we, Maggie?'
And Maggie, feeling she was backed
up, answered bravely:
"Oh, indeed! How intnresting" Then
turning to Maggie. "Will you be SO
good as to begin waltz, Miss Dunlop?
This was to be our dance, | think" to
A lie, and she glides off with him trium-
phantly.
He came to her directly after the
dance was over.
81 went down to Perlock to try and
find out where you had gone to-" he said,
but nobody knew
ut didn't matter" she said, huskily,
letting her fingers wander vaguely over
the keys to make believe she wasn't very
much interested in what he said.
eyes, it did-it mattered great deal.
Why, I've got box full OF curiosities for
you-clubs to fight with, a little heathen
god or two, and a statue of Buddah and
all sorts of things / told you | should
bring you them home. Do you live here,
| mean in this housew
He said the last words under his
breath, for the heiress came up, and the
next minute he WAS carried off to dance
with Mrs Somebody, at the other end of
the room, but not before Ma ,gie had
nodded a reply to him. Soon after this
Miss Patterson came up to the piano, and
saying she wished to play herself, and that
Maggie looked tired, dismissed her with
out being able to get even another look at
Alc.
The next morning. to Maggie's very
great surprise, Miss Patterson came into
the school-room before the children had
assembled.
"Miss Dunlop" she said, stiffly, 81
should like to know where you say you
met Mr.. Granger"
"At Perlock. His uncle lived next
door to my mother. He is very old
friend, indeed"
"Thank you. I merely wished to in
quire, because, OF course, you must be
aware that it is not usual for any one in
your position to make herself remarka-
BILE by having long confidence talks with
any gentleman who may visit the
house."
81 don't know what you mean, Miss
Patterson" Maggie said, Indignantly.
But Miss Patterson had swept out of
the room without deigning to reply.
Then Maggie went into her own little
room, the one place she had in the world
entirely to herself, and cried till her eyes
were rcd and her head ached.
The lessons did not progress that morn
ing. Maggie was thinking of Alic, who
was no doubt strolling about the com
mon, listening to the band and making
love to the heiress. The children were
more than usually stupid, too, and all the
world seemed upside down, and all its
ways turned crooked. Suddenly, az
about u O'clock, just when Maggie was
in the middle of expounding as best she
could the eocentricities of the French
grammar, there Was knock at tine
school-room door.
"Come in," she said. ....
The door opened, and there stood be-
fore her astonished eyes the form of Alic
Granger, and behind him was a man, ev-
identity his servant, with box on his
shoulders.
"All right, Tim, put it down; that's
right; now be off, There, I've brought the
curiosities round, Maggie; l thought
you'd like to see them.'
"Oh! What will Mrs. Marshall and
Miss Patterson say?" said Maggie in con
sternation.
Nothing to you for the next half houl
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