The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1883-07-14

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She is dressed III a sQuarl-ci.. dress O. l.r-se-
patterned bll.e-and-wi4ite !,rocade, and yyea.-:,
a string of pearls roand her slender throat
Hereward thinks, rs he meets the gaze OF
those painted eyes, that llc would not greatly
care to have been the lover of that girl
You admire that piciure:' asks Doctor
Jones' when lie has clease. bis plate and en-
p.ied all the glasses
NO. Herewarl answers starting. why
do you think so:'
Because you have novorre1novel your eyes
from it for the last twenty minutes. Doyou
know who she was:'
''No, do not. A Palliser OF course?"
eyes, by marriage-tlia grandmother Of
the present Earl. S4e Was !. very remarkable
person.
Rereward observes certain mystery III the
Doctors tone, bat lie will not grtl.iiy Linn i;y
any show Of interest.
''She was a very wicked woman" the
Fraulien ejaculates, wrapping her arms in her
shawl
Eereward, being Of opinion Just now that al
women are wicked, does no. think the ad-
jective distinctive enough to call forth any
remark.
''She was the proudest OF al the proud
Countesses who ever reiSled at hingscuurt, -
Doctor Jones observes, looking over his
shoulder at the picture land, Ly all ac-
counts, that Is saying a great deal. They DO
say'-and the little Doctor lowers his voice
as he gives utterance to the lccentl--''That
she administered poison to 4 girl whom she
thought her son-the then Earl-Lada an idea
OF marrying! She was poor girl, tie dau:s,h-
ter OF n miller On the estate. OF course the
crime was never brought home to her; She
was too high and Mighty parsonage for
that but there is a very little dUl:D. that she
did it nevertheless"
eyes, the Fraulien corroborates s'and
she is believed to haunt Kingsconrt ever since
DO you know dat derc is one room in de
house where nobody goes-alwaSs shut up
a ghost-chambcr, III tact!"
Il did not know it before" Herewsfd
answers, smiling. Il hope it is Us far as
possible from my quarters.
''Yes, quite at the other side Of the house, +"
Doctor Jones says carelessly. '.Dit rhsit is
all nonsense of course only the servants
believe it. Come, Fraulein, we may as well
make move. We sit in the library general
ly of Oh evening, lie adds, turnin.; to Here
ward with the Fraulein, who towers above
him by half head, leaning on his arm.
Hereward follows them through a heavily
curtained doorway into the adjoining room
1t is smaller than the one they have just left,
and better fire lights up the longs rows OF
books which line the walls. On the rug stands
small slight young man-or boy, for he
might be either-in evening dress, who
shakes hands with Fraulein and bows rather
awkwardly to Hereward This is Lord Her
lot.
my mother told me you had come" he
says, resumins his position Oh the rus. II:
is an awful bore, this reading! I wish all
the books in the world were at the bottom CT
the sea-"
As nobody echoes this enlightened remark,
there is an awkward pause.
''You are an awful swell at that kind of
thing, here" Lord Heriot addresses Here
ward more particularly now. do YOU think
you will be able to'pull me through?"
IF yon don't pull too hard the other way, "
Hereward answers, with a smile.
"An right; I'll do my best. Dick Blount
told me you were at College with Standish
Cartwright, the fellow who has bought Net.
uewood."
.'Cartwrisht the fellow-commoner ?"
''Yes an awfully rich fellow. You know
him, of course"
I'VE were at college together; but that
does not necessarily imply acquaintance,
Hereward answers, with certain stiffness O1
manner.
doesn't it? How odd! never was al
College, I'm happy to say, so don't know
But Cartwrights 5 father was apawnbroker, ol
something Of that kind. Awful snob. yor
know; but no end of money. Got up a1
enormous block Of house on the property
and planted acres of young trees. 1t will b,
q fine place in five or six hundred years,
dare say but at present it is awfully new.
I want him to keep pack of hounds but
believe he can't keep his seat on horseback !!
And tie Viscount, who hns often been takel
for one Of his own jockeys, laughs till his tio
rid face becomes of q brick-colour. He ha
an extremely boyish face, with finxen hair
insignificant features and silly, though no
bad expression Of countenance
"If it thaws, We shall have some huntin,
before Christmas You ride, Of course?"
Hereward acknowledges that he does ride
for mount makes him desperately frigid i,
the acknowledgement
Dick Blo.nt came down for few dnysa
the partridges, but there u tnrslly bird o.
The place. Everything gone to wrack am
ruin. But must 80 back to my mother.
Good night, Ftaulein. Doctor. shall 81
You again" And with another awkward bov
% Herewsrd, the Viscount departs
The Ftaulein retires early 70 her own pzi
vate apartments, the Doctor also leaves th'
room, and Hereward finds himself alone.
The silence weighs upon him oppEesively
he takes down Q book and puts i beck n 4