Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1882-10-22

"Yet he is his brother-in-law. must
be made the best of, and is even now
coming on the 10th to meet Lady Con
stantia the fastidious and her delightful
ly-fne daughter! II only they would
send an excuse! But no Circum-
stances would never go and risk their
cherished old reputation for spitefulness.
How they must smile now-that is, if
if they ever do smile"
So cogitated Lucius; and his little
bursts OF wicked exultation at losing the
battle rapidly gave way to ever.increas.
ing doubts and fears. He was sufficient
" grand seigneur to remain uncrushed
by the Percy trouble. va pour ze
be0u;trere ;" but the other matter
seemed, as he reflected upon it, to hour
ly contain less and less of what was
sweet, and more and more of what was
Otter. Granting that there is always
something of rapture in meeting our
souls ideal once again. so long, that is,
as she is not on the arm of a successful
rival, what good could possibly come
out Of this untoward encounter? And
for a momentary thrill, a JOY that was
first cousin to q sorrow, was it worth
while to jsopardize even such very gray
colored domestic felicity as now be-
longed to him? Yes, the more he
thought of it, the less he liked the pros
pect. Visions of strange, heart rending
scenes, tragic duets and more tragic
trlos, began to fit across his brain by
night and day. After ali, he had suf-
fered marvelously little for the lack of
Miss Verulam's society since his mar
rage. Indeed, this had often been q
subject of wonder to him. He was really
comfortable enough with Amelia, and as
to romance, passion, ecstasy-was the
whole thing worth while? Was he not
getting just shade too old; or, to put
it plainly, too fat and lazy, for these
fatiguing toys?
All this time Amelia was perfectly
happy and serene; for when Lucius was
with her he was more than ever aur
petits SONS; and then had she not gained
her own way in the matter Of inviting
these Veruiams
And they were coming, too. "Were
going to pay other visits in the neigh
borhood, and should be SO delighted.
Lady Constantia's note had said.
For some days before they arrived
MIR. Fitzgerald had good deal of spare
time on his hands, with which his wife
did not interfere. She was 80 engrossed
IN her first hospitable preparations, and
in adding touches Of beauty to the some
what hastily furnished rooms, that she
had little leisure to bestow upon her
husband. The quittance would have
been, perhaps, something of q mercy at
any other time but as hour after hour
passed on, and the time approached
nearer for the arrival of the Verulams,
MIR. Fitzgerald grew more and more de-
jected, till at last even Amelia was COM
PEELED to notice it, and she inquired with
some solicitude what allied him. OF
course he brisked up suddenly and said {:
Nothing" How could he own that
he either longed for OF feared the arrival
Of these people? In point Of fact he
was absolutely beginning to dread it.
"You will go and meet them at the
station. Lucius? 1t would he so uncivil
to let them come up here all alone. But
think / had better stay and receive
them in the hall that is the way, is it
not, in your world?"
"Yes, yes. You always hit the right
mark, love :" which was more than he
did, for he bobbed down and kissed her
plump on the nose, and barely smiled
at his mistake.
With this he dashed out of the room,
leaving Amelia a little bit disconnected
1t his ill-concealed excitement. A mo-
ment later she heard the sound of
wheels, and looked out OF the window.
MIR. Fitzgerald, in a whitechapel, was
going down the drive.
"GOne to meet the Verulams in that
thing! Impossible /" cried his wife.
81 ordered the carriage"
But Lucius Fitzgerald had gone to
meet the Verulams, and so had the bar
ouche. He would just drive himself to
the station and see them into it, he
thought after all, it would only be
courteous.
Half-past 3, and the little station at
AbbOtscraithie is in astate of flutter, for
the train from Che south is due visitors,
too, are expected up at "the house, +"
md porters are running hither and
thither, each more anxious than the
other to show assiduity and attention.
And natural enough, too. Other people
may be looking out for friends who may
be false, for relations whom they may
not love ; but these honest fellows are
welcoming silver charms most unlikely
to prove false, and of whose claims upon
he heart not even skeptics are skeptical.
No one, however ensloresse they all seem,
is in Sc great state Of real Auster as
the master of "the house himself. I'm.
passive as he looks, standing there on
the platform, his usually long, pale face
just little longer and paler than ever,
lis large dark eyes burning just little
more brightly in their deep setting of
heavy lash.
At last the bell has rung and the train
pants with a slow dignity into the sta
ton. Still Lucius Fitzgerald does not
move, but leans ON, as though watching
to be recognized, against the Office
door. A second more and the bright
color mounts to his brow, then suddenly
fades away lntoa sort of blue pallor. He
walks forward to carriage, but with no
haste yet, from that carriage window is
gazing on him fair young girlish face,
\ face such as even an Indifferent passer-
by in a crowded thoroughfare would