Litchfield enquirer., 1880-12-02

She turned to go back into the room, for other
ladies were coming up the staircase At that
moment she enconntereda gentleman issuing
from the room adjoining She turned her
head quickly, but not quickly enough
| ''Ah Miss Greyson. So soon, you see Ii
not this like wittlcism ?-the unforeseen, you
know, is what always happens. Who would
have dreamed that should find Mrs. Cabot's
card for me when | reached home?'
- did not expect to meet You here, Mr..
Winslow. Pray excuse me now," and she
darted off
Il am afraid young Winslow has come
home with foreign Manners" whispered Mr..
Talbot to her husband as they passed down
the staircase. "You saw him speak to that
pretty maid of Mrs Cabot's. You didn't see
that her face was on fire when she came into
the dressing ROOM" s.a..s.t ~ 4
;. ,''Mighty pretty GIRL" said Mr.. Talbot,
briefly. 10 t'@
Mr.. Edward Winslow fingered about the
door, but finally, much perplexed, went down
stairs, and presented himself to Mrs.. Cabot.
! Il am truly delighted to see you, Mr.. Wins
low and only, sorry that your charming
mother could not come, call tia proof of
q glorious future for the republic, Mr.. Talbot,
when our young gentleman come home from
Europe and Immediately offer themselves up
to Society" $50 90. If, ~. s9ai.
i"Youi came this very afternoon, Mr.. Wins
low, Il think you said 2" .@9E !9A SaiTpTaI :ei
Eyes, by the Polynesia. If am not mis-
taken had the pleasure and the honor of
making the acquaintance of your niece, Mrs.
| .'My niece? Not Serena Garland, at Dres-
den ?" TO- ''''
''Oh no. l mean on the voyage. That is al
ways the last thing in my mind, of course. !
mean Miss Stella Clrauoo,
"Good heavens, Mr.. Winslow This ia
more mysterious than ever. don't like the
looks of it at ALL" il
"But is not Miss Greyson your niece ?" ~
"My niece? No. Did she say she was2"
"Why, yes. She certainly said she ex-
pected to spend the night at her aunts, and
she gave me your address. I did not for the
moment recognize the name of one of my
friends, whose acquaintance she had made
| Mrs. Cabot looked serious. .'Stin," she
said, as II to herself, lit might be explain
ed"
Explain it to me, then, please" said Mr..
WiDslow. II am sure there can be nothing
Miss Greyson is the daughter of an English
clergyman. and was certainly tho most charm
ing lady on the steamer. She was the life of
the little party into which managed to ingrat-
late myself.
Mrs. Cabot hesitated. II hope she did not
mean to convey false impression. She has
an aunt living with me.
''Ah, now I remember. That is what she
SAID" ..a .os,-....-.. 10,
but her aunt-her aunt is my cook" Mrs
Cohot longed to say hou sekeeper or compan-
ion, to let Mr.. Winslow down gently, but she
was the soul of truthfulness.Ia ''Really, she
went on, 1.-THE young-woman appears very
well-very well indeed. 1t was somewhat
awkward situation for her, since she did not
know, until she drove here, that her aunt stis
tanned such relation to me- (the phrase was
cumbronsly diplomatic, but it seemed to be
required by Mr.. Wlnslow's face) "but must
say that she accepted the situation-r mean,
took the thing in the best spirit. and offered
to act as lady's-maid this evening"" ...
''Oh, come now, Mrs. Cabot. You didn't
let her!" 'd t
why, yes. thought it would relieve
her. All good. evening" Mr.. Dolbear. am
very glad to see you. Do you know Mr..
just returned to-day by the Polynesia - and 80
Mrs. Cabot escaped more embarrassment.
But Winslow was very i'll at ease. There
was Stella Greyson up stairs, a lady 's-maid
and he, as he knew perfectly well, desperately
in love with her, down stairs with his mothers
polite friends. Eleven feet or so of space be-
tween them, bu: whole degree of social
longitude. He danced, he chatted, he smiled
with his old friends but all the while with
remorseful feeling that he was: acting a shame
faced part, and that up stairs Miss Greyson
was comparing him with the attentive young
man whom she had met in the freedom of the
Polynesia quarter deck. S@J
In point of fact Miss GreysoH was thinking
OF MIR. Winslow, and wishing to Heaven she
had not been seen by him under such CON-
promising circumstances. She was not at all
averse to little lark of this sort, provided she
could keep it to herself and one or two very
intimate friends, but Mr.. WiDsow was not
yet to be counted amoung such, and now babe
| fair never to come even within the range of
friendship. Why had her aunt concealed her
real situation ? Why had she deceived them?
| Yes, cruelty deceived them, so that SO that
her own neice, coming innocently to America,
had fallen into this hateful trap? She never,
never could forgive her aunt Mary, and she
| would 60 this very instant and shut herself up
in her room, and not see anybody till she left
the house, the very earliest hour in the morn
ing, to take the very first train to Chicago
AS she left the room to carry this threat into
immediate execution she ran again almost into
the arms of Mr.. Winslow, who, in his distirb
ance of mind, had babe good.evening to his
hostess, and was coming out of the dressing
room now with his overcoat on
"Oh, Mr. Winslow !" she gasped. In his
substantial wraps, he looked at the instant
as If he were going out of her world alto
gether. -,..
"What must you think of me ?" he exclaim
| ed
t"Of you? 1t is who must say that to
you" eaE aa -5s ~
mo, understand it ALL" He really did
not quite understand it. but he could not re-
fine at this point. Tell me may come to
see you Tomorrow" .. -..
Here? In Mrs. Oabot's house! Oh, new
er!" :+ $40" $3.50 :" Il
''Then meet me in Central Park. But no,
that would never do. Where can see you,
if not here will come to see you here. You
must see me-" And refusing to hear any pro-
tests he rushed down stairs.
''Oh, what shall / dot" she exclaimed.
'And was going to Chicago the very first
thing in the morning." She went up to her
| room to think about il, leaving the ladies 10
| put on their wraps as well as they, could with
out her. Her aunt came up to see her late in
| the evening. ~
Stella, she. whispered through the key
hole, as she got no response to her knock but
the young lady refused to give signs Of hear
/ ing. SalF7ss'# i'
| Winslow went home in feverish frame of
mind. He found his mother sitting by the
fire, her headache having faded away. He
sat down by her, and looked steadily at her.
Mother he began and then stopped. II
f. s'Go on, Edward. I've thought it all
Iout" 7lsg :. sas IL 3sa saasa<s 70 9sIssH
.'Oh, come now, u you haven't second
| sight"
t''Oh, can see through ladder" @'''E
| well, tell me my dream, and the inter-
/ probation thereof"
i''No; tell me first if you think Mrs. Cabot
| looks like her niece"
He hoped cut of his chair. =. .-,-gi -
| Eyes, yes,". said the little lady, smiling
shrewdIy. s'You are very open, Edward
| mother, just explain yourself, will you ?''
/ ''Oh, you needn't look so solemn, Edward
| My dear bey,i nothing would give me greater
pleasure than to see you married, and well
married Why. that is what I sent you to
Europe for, chiefly, and l am sure she, must