Western sentinel. [volume] (Winston [i.e. Winston-Salem], N.C.) 1856-1886, 1881-05-19
me- Madeline saw Mrs. Cathrad

once-that was all. The rest {
the time she passed in solitude
till Saturday evening, when tn
prime old housekeeper entered tn
parlor where Madeline was sitting
work-basket in hand.
Mr.. Frederic is at home,' sal
she, 'and Mrs. Cathrad thinks
proper that [ should sit in th
room, with which explanation sh
walked over to the. extreme end c
the apartment aud vanished benin,
the curtains Of the bay window.
Madeline curled her lips slight,
at these prudential preparations
and went on with her reading, try.
ing to convince herself that he
heart was not beating fast. Sh,
heard a quick, masculine step with
out in the hall, heard it come il
the room and advance toward,
her, but did not raise her eyes til
he stood directly before her. She
had hard work to repress her sur
prise. He was so little like wha
she had imagined. Not old-fol
if lie was really thirty. he by nc
means looked his age mot tall
thin and sallow; ON the contrary
small, though well.formed, with
an abundance of hair; large blue
eyes that should have belonged te
a woman, SO evenly arched were
the brows, so long were the lashes,
so soft, SO almost suffering, their
expression; clear cut features; teeth
that showed white and even
through his thick moustache; a
gentle, quiet, assured manner,
neither austere nor frownish, as
Madeline had imagined, but that
of a gentleman and a man of the
world.
He apologized easily enough for
the apparent incivility-sImportant
business that much-endured
scape-goat, had detained him-he
was extremely sorry.
But Madeline, who had no pa
tience with his lame excuse, in
terrupted him sharply:
"Pray, spare your regrets. it is
quite evident that your sorrow is
Of the deepest dye. Your coun-
tenance bespeaks it,
Mr.. Frederic opened his eyes
wide and sat down. Hitherto he
seemed undecided on the question.
SO then, you are really offended, /,
and show it after spirited fash.
ion. Good. T shall have to make
my peace. 1t will give us some
thing to talk about.
is there reilly any necessity for
at all?' demanded Made
line, still Indignantly.
A few minutes ago I thought
not. I intended to have gone
through the necessary formalities,
and after that to have sat occa-
with YOU, by way OF keep
ing YOU in countenance, but now
say yes! There is something
original about you; it may be, only
a spark, glimmer, whatever it Is,
/ will develop it.
You leave my individuality out
of account, I think
Not in the least. I count on il
for my amuseme MT
Amusement! We share the
same blood, Mr.. Cathard. I think
YOU should know something of the
will, which is among our heir
looms. I doubt if shall choose te
serve even Cathard as alnuse-
ment.'
You will have no choice. Yor
will go to church with me to-mor
row. You will see and be seen o
all the magnates. They will forth
with call upon you; yoH will go t.
make round OF dreary visits, y OF
will 60 to solemn tea eerinkings
You will talk to Captain Fawn,
and Sir Peter Farquhar, the tw'
eligibles of the parish, and whel
you have talked over the weathe
yol will begin to fidget and wis
yourself home with me. kven
bear like rue will prove more Ell
durable than those unmitigate,
young men. You will talk wit
me, and IN the nature of thing;
You will amuse me. You cahno
help Yourself
4 have other resources, answere
Madeline loftily. ! have arrange
a dramatic course ofstudy.'
Mr.. Cathard laughed.
| TRY it, my dear cousin, by a
means. It is the most snchantin
thing in the world-in prospec
Try 1t, say again, and remenbe
I shall be very happy to aid 20
IT any difficulty occurs-whlcl
though it is to be presumed, is nj
possible
! With which he took himself Of
leaving Madeline, pigued and Gu
rious. She had ample time, how
ever, to recover herself and pre-
/ ceed with her studies. It W.
three mortal=weeks before he pre-
sented himself again. When
did come it was in q ghostly fash
ION. She was bending over a Doc
and looking strangely dissatistie
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