Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1881-10-20

held out both hands TO this old school
mate and sort of cousin, and was eager,
her face aglow, TO hear what account
he had TO give of himself, asking IL he
remembered this, and replying as to
whether she remembered that, laughing
over circumstances occurring before
her husbands reign, and all at once
starting and looking about for her hus-
band, beckoning him, and when he
would not stir, taking Mr.. Dunstable
over herself, and introducing him, with
another grand mistake, as dear old
friend who was one of the family, but
not q scrap of relation.
A dear old friend, one OF the family,
and not scrap of relation Nothing
more was needed TO kindle Mr.. Melon
AIDS altar fires. He was flint and steel
already. Wasting her sweetness on o
curmudgeon," said Mr.. Dunstable to
himself. And il for a minute he had q
mind to give Mr.. Mcdonald something
to fret about, in another minute
he thought he would cut off
his hand before making Lucia any
trouble. "So." he said to her. when
Mr.. Mcdonald had walked off and left
them as great dog leaves n couple of
children that have disturbed him, "you
have iailer-"
AZ have the best of husbands !" she
exclaimed. "And l adore him. Be
sides"
Besides, | mustn't talk to you in
that way. Well, I won't. / shouldn't
like him to speak so to my bonny Kate.
am going to be married to Kate Des-
pard-the sweetest girl must come
and tell you about her tomorrow, Lu-
cia. What hour shall you be aloneg"
Tomorrow Lucia had begun to
recollect herself sufficiently to know
that her husbands wrath would be n
bright and shining light tomorrow IL
such an interview took place. "To-
morrow p she said. But have an en-
gagement. How long are you to be in
town. Only two days? Let me see-I
shall he at Aunt Marbury's tomorrow
at three"
All, Lucia, Lucia Mcdonald, her inner
consciousness cried, a clandestine meet
ing at another persons house No
wonder il her husband were angry !!
And yet it seemed hard il she might
not hear about the marriage of ono for
whom she had such an innocent attach.
ment. And she hated equally that any
one she honored should think her heart
less or see her husbands one weakness.
The fact that she felt little guilty
made her humility and sweetness incar.
nate in her manner toward her husband; /;
and the fact that she was so sweet and
submissive made him q trihe lordler
than before. She knew the drift OF his
thoughts too we'll, and he need not have
taken the trouble to formulate q pro
nuciamento, as he did at dinner.
ga married flirt," said Mr.. Melon
aid, aprcpos OF little or nothing, franks
with the monstrous. Once convinced
of such deformity in q wornan's char
acter, would not live with her an
hour"
"Dy the way" said Lucia, the least
bit tremulously, "Tom Dunstable is
going to be married"
"You are very familiar. Lucia. But
why by the way? Is Mr.. Duns.able
q hirt?
"He? Oh, no; but Kate Despard is,
and he is going to marry her"
HE is to be pitied them" said Mr..
Mcdonald, with asperity.
"Yes; Tom is the most faithful fel-
low in existence. He will never forget
the time / saved him from Master
Brownlow's rage by taking the feruling
myself"
"You, Lucia ? And the hound let
you Well, I would thank him to for
get. want no man with "reminiscences
OF my wife,"
Lucia did not remind him that it
would be difficult 10 blot out her past
existence. She only laughed, and said
"Oh, 1t makes no odds. for Il is not the
same person. I am totally different
being from that one. It hardly seems
as though ! hal been alive before I
married you, Don" And anybody not
luxuriating in Jealousy would have
melted at the smile she gave him.
But the next day she was at her Aunt
Marbufy's to find Tom there before her,
and to listen to his enamored account
of Kate Despard, his marriage, his
hopes, his plans. 81 gave Kate plain
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