New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1881-07-10
TRIBUNE SUNDAY SHEET

l. ShanC always nave MISS Anne Rose said, moi
knowing well what were the words she used; heI
mind was away, busy in other ways very busy in
other thoughts. She had always been curious, as
she said to herself, from The first moment she saw
that saymore sgneds, Could it be but Rose did
When you have not got Miss Anne you'll have
gentleman Saymore said. =, We amt in no sort of
There are ladies as always gets their gentleman,
whatever happens and one like YOU cut out by
question about that The thing Will be- as von 81
have too many to choose from. It's deal OF re-
sponsibility for a young creature at your age'
Will come and ask your advice, SaymOre. said
Rose. her head still busy about other things.
Keziah asked my advice yor know -,
old Saynore, drawing himself up and putting out
himself. Rose looked at him with eyes of supreme
ridicule. and even his little wife gave glance up
but he did not perceive this which was fortunate
Neither had Saymore any IDEA that the advice tho
s o s se aded n
me-. Servants see many u thing that other folks
a hssr o Ss
temper and his soings on better than in the ser
: wonder if it was law paper that had to have
two witnesses said Rose irrelevantly Il wonder
If il was something about the estatef Anne never
big paper, like one of Mr. Loseby's9 | should SO
like to know what it was
1t wasn't his will that is all can tell you Miss
may say il as the last time as / ever saw master
oathcots-for their ride He never was better in
his life than that afternoon when they started.
helped Elm on with his great-coat myself. He
when he was driving "The other one. Saymore.
ne sa ID the other one; ant rheumatic old
tmght be there Miss Rose helping him on with tn
sensible and never opened his lips morep
Rose was awed IN spite OF herself; and Keziah
than he had done for ever so long, she SAID met
him in the long corridor. and was that frightened
as Tat Gt e ne h ns s knd
How Is the mother gettlng on and the children 7"
s MEsh' an va" we nf M d hsr She
trial to come back, losing kind father like that
Now this was the kind of sympathy which Rose
had particularly announced she did not wish to
receive. She did not in the least regret her nice
'olne,' but looked back upon Mount with unfegned
relief to have escaped from the dull old world of its
s s But she was triie touched by
osity excited within her upon other matters
She herself was very, different person from the
and depondent-which she had been on that fatal
day. She looked back upon it with awe, but with
out any longing that it should be undone and
everything restored To Its previous order. If Mr..
Mountford could come back. and everything be
as before; the change would not be a, comfort
be pleasant. What could papa mean signing
papers on that very last day. What did he want
done Rose did not know what to think of it.
Perhaps. indeed, il was true old Saymorc said
was odd, all tho same. She went away with her
head full OF 1t upstairs 10 the room where her
mother and sister were sitting They were both
little langnd sitting at different ends of the room.
Mrs. Mountford had been making much of her
iiandkerchict, and it little damp after many
hours She had felt that If she were not really cry
ing she ought to be. To all the old people and
hcai so many words of welcome, and regret that
things were not as they used to be, had moved her.
She was seated i'll this subdued state feeling that
she ought to be very much affected. She felt, in
uted, that she ought not TO be able To eat any
dinner-that she ought to be good for nothing but
6 6Ga H"wever, 1T was summer' when it is more
great use of her handkerchief. Anne was seated IN
the bow window. looking out upon the few passen-
gers oil the high Street In reality she did not
was upon her knees She had given herself up to
her own thoughts, ANA these, il was evident were
not over bright. Roses coming i'll a relief TO
both, for, happily, Rose not given to thinking
On most occasions she occupied herself with what
might lie beneath.
Isn't it time to dress for dinner, Rose said.
- 10 be sure cried Mrs. Mountford gratefully.
To make "A movement of any kind was a good
thing; 1t must be time to dress for dinner. One
do | suppose it woudn do for Saymore, with
other people in the house to ring dressing bell.
one Is lost without dressing bell, the good lady
said She had her work and her woods all scattered
about. though III the emotion of the moment she
in her arms and. with much content that the after
noon was over. went away.
Did You ever have things to sign that want wit
nesses, Amer
Mo- said Anne, looking mp surprised. Why do
you ask sonnet a lease, something OF that
sort, she said.
Then perhaps it was a lease, said Rose to herself
She did not utter this audibly give any clew to
her thoughts, except the oh. nothing which is a
gi1s usual answer when she is asked what she
means. And then they all to dress for dinner
and nothing more could be said.
Nothing more was said that night. As soon as il
was dusk, Mrs. Mountford retired TO her room It
had been a iatiguing day, and everything had been
brought back, SHE said Certainly her handker-
chef was quite damp. Worth was very sympa-
thetc rs she put her mistress to bed.
Strangers Is safest Worth said Il always did
say so. There's need To keep mp before them. and
nothing to he pushed back upon you. Troab.e is
always nigh enough, without being forced back
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