New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1880-09-19
I sbaIl ACCEPT Georgc's oller.


can't have my servants kept w all night says
Lady Molyneux determined to sustain her IN
amiablity to its dreary end. Half-past ten il
my hour. And Jose will he with you, you
can let yourself in and 20 to bed for one night,
without assistance. Core hates late hours
As Ctre, her lady ships maid. is virtually mis-
tress of the house, tyrannIzng even over the
tyrant 2; andmamma, every one sees tue sense
of this remark.
Il shan't forget dear, says Brenda, straight
enng Lady Moiyneuxs cap, which has gone
somewhat awry during the heat of argument
tine matter has pT,aH sgrsnd
mamma. shall see you tonight, Brenda,
! holding out his hand. She gives linn hers, and
| raises, to his, eyes luminous aDd glad che
| does not care to conceal from him the satistac-
| ton that warns her he ut as sire dweils upon
! the pleasure that lies before her. Perhaps she
hardly knows how dangerously sweet that
| pleasure is. Is it indeed Patti, or George Wild
| ings voice, she likes best TO hearr She has
promised to marry Disney and she will marry
| him of course, that is quite settled nothing
| can alter that but Just now-now TOR little
| while out of all her life, why not be happy
| And Jose will be with her. Fear jose
Nothing can be sweeter than Jose Once or
twice before she has gone to the Opera with
her and George, ana she has always been so en-
| crossed with the music and SD deaf to all other
sounds and so absolutely determined not 10
| enter into conversation of any sort with any
I one, that Brenda and George might as well
| have been alone. -
| Yes, tonight she says soitiF, anu snhiea
| at him again. and sends HIM away OutwarulV
calm, but with a heart that curses fate and
| grandmamma and, above all, Lord Disney
At the appointed hour he calls for Ter, and at
| his command she descends the stars beneath
the gashght, clad i'll her prettlest gown with
/ soft blue cashmere cloak around her, ana on
| her head the dantiest of swansdown moods,
! from which her eyes look out, dark and Misty
| and loving. Her hair is roaming at its own
/ h. ,,,- ahAnd hnr
/ color is somewhat heightened, altogether she
looks distractlngly pretty as she steps into the
night brougham, and they drive away to Crom-
well Road TO take up Jose.
Alas Jose is not to be taken up! (the express
sion of sorrow is all my own upon the stairs,
with huge white tieecy shawl twisted round
her unhappy head, she stands, like Nlooe' all
tears.
1T is toothache,' she explains in mufied
tones. That fend amongst pains has laid hold
of her, and having her safely in bis cit tches, re-
fuses TO release her without heavy fine. Fred
her hushand-has gone for dentist TO e1-
| tract this fine.
And of course it is dreadful, darling, really
quite too dreadful, but you see can't 90 ; so
! GeOI &c must have sole charge of you Tonight.
'Grandmamma viii be so angry, says Brenda
nervously.
WHY need she know. Grandmamma is an
old bore says Jose, with heartfelt meaning.
! She is very young, and Is a person OF undenlaoe
! spirit and, as fact. regards grandmamma
l With lTreVPrence ana l<OGu IllSuCJ Win
and openest disdain. She will never find 1t
out size goes on a. cheerfuy as the tend In
possession will permit her. Ii had listened
to all her cruchetS and world worn theories, n
wear ago, | shouldn't be married to Fred now.
! On dear oh dear, will lie never come This
pain is maddening. There. 20 away, Won two.
And take great care of her. George; Ana 3rlngg
her home directly, You know ; aud ! shall tell
Fred to. suppress all about the dentist To-
III sounds very deceitful doesn't 1t p says
poor Brenda. -
1t Is nothing when you are used TO it, re-
/ plies the married slstev.
And I am safe to he found out; always
| am, says Brenda.
well. it is all grandmamma's own fault. On
her head he it, says Jose. who seems to enjoy
the situation far more than the other two.
Never be bugbear Brenda; YOU see what
awful mischief accrues from making ones sell
DOGGY Oh | shall go out OF my mind If this
hateful pain continues much longer. 90 away;
do And come and see me to- morrow. and tell
me all about It,
The Opera is charming, and Patti excels her
self but time flies, and bright Things face ard
soon the curtain drops, and Spanish castles
fall and Brend a. with slgh llaces her hanH
! upon her cousins nm, and soon they have made
! tfeir way through the fashionable throng and
are speeding hOmewaId through the deserted
| streets.
:
| stems and Brenda puts her hand In her pocket
| to draw out the latch-key.
! Re sure YOU don't commit yourself about
Joses detection, says WlIdlng; anu tnen nc
| George, did give you the Key sac ASKS IN
! a frightened tone.
NO. 1t was on the sideboard when we came
out. ! told you to remember 1t. Have you not
! got il 2
Il have not. l never BROUGHT it at all.
must have given it to you desperately
Il am sure you did not
Nevertheless try. Try your pockets Try
every pocket YOU have says Brenda miserably.
! He does try every pocket one after the other,
but i'll vain, no key betrays Itself anywhere.
! Well never mind says George We must
only put good face on the matter, and rug UP
| the servants.
Ring! You might ring until morning You
| might ring until you were black IN the face !!
| exclaims Brenda with the Impotence or des-
pair, and nobody could hear you. why, they
| all sleep at 1.-THE very top OF the house, beyond
| all herring and grandmamma never Will get q
bell put to their rooms. What is to be dOnef
| Come to jose - .
| go 10 bed early, replies MISS MoiyneuA Oh tne
vel &c of tears.
thoroughly reused to n sense OF the awfuiness
! of the situation what on earth shall we DO
1t is a dark and gloomy night. I he Chaste
Diana has sulked and gone to bed the stars
are nowhere Not sound dlsturbs the silence
that envelOps the quiet road, except an Occa-
| sional cough from Kenmore the coachman, who
| is waiting with the brougham to convey Wild
! ing home and who sits upon the box the very
model OF proprlety, and never so much as
glances in Their direction. Perhaps he Is wrapt
in fond dreams of days gone by when he and
! Mrs FenmOre were accounting, and has u secret
| svmnatbv for the two the doorstep
huge black eat, hldeous as a gnome, springs
from some dalk corner, and with weird yell
PUSHES across the road, and disappears down
| at rho QDUOSItp side.
| This all comes of dong what knew was
wrong saws Brenda presently, finding her com.
| naniou silent. | wish, ungratefully, you had
never asked me to go to that horrible Opera.