The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1883-05-03
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| She Strengthened up from her de.
jected attitude, her eyes sparkling.
: "But, Eric much as wish he
i would come back, and dearly as I
love him, I never will do that? /
will take some other means, I
will punish him and pique him into
coming back. Why couldn't I play
the same game? He will come
right back to me, and he will think
I don't care, and he will make up
don't care, and be happier than
; ever"
She was smiling through the
tears on her dark lashes and Eric
thought what a scoundrel, what a
fool, what a villain the man was
who acted as Warner was acting.
"Well, Daisy and how will you
do it?"
s:Don't you see? I will take off
/! Lumley's ring and put on one of
yours-this one; and you must let
me be engaged to you. You will,
won't you? And we'll firt-oh,
awfully, Cousin Eric, and every
body shall know it; and then-don't
you see?-Lumley will be so sorry
and-oh, it will end like fairy
story%
Mr.. Mostyn had suddenly got up
to close the window, the wind was
blowing so keenly, and when he
came back there was no trace in his
face of the white agitation he had
sprung up to hide from Daisy's
eyes"
Engaged to me is it, naa petite?
Well it promises very pleasantly
for awhile. I assure you I'll make
a most devoted cavalier. But on
ly think what will become Of me
when I'm no longer wantedp'
He laughed as he took cameo
and pearl ring offhis watch chain
and slipped it on Daisy's finger
with great show Of ceremony,
just touching the fair hand to his
lips.
"Oh, Lumley and will love you
so forever and ever, Eric! You are
SO kind and good! Don't you
know" and she looked at him with
wondering eyes, 81 cannot compre-
hend how that lady preferred any
one to you.''
A perfect storm of passionate
pain swept over his face for Sec
ond before he replied lightly
There's no accounting for such
things, is thcre?" Come, my little
fancee, let's open the play with a
drive along the esplsnade behind
my bays"
y X X x
Miss Maude Darrell was looking
very handsome as she leaned back
against the cushions of the magni-
fcent borouche that was being
drawn along by the pair of black
horses that were among the finest in
London-by-the-sea. She was dress
| ed as became beauty and heizess,
in a carriage costume of pure white,
| with white lace-covered parasol
and the CLEAN of dead gold jewelry
| in her ears, and on her bosom and
wrists. An exquisitely beautiful
| woman, with fair, colorless face,
eyes that were large and dark and
shadowy, and hair the very hue and
tint of sunshine on summer day.
She had only been at the seaside
8 few days, but it was long enough
for Lumley Warner to have become
acquainted with her, and to have
deliberately made up his mind that
he would give Daisy the go-by, if
he conld by any possibility win
Miss Darrell for his bride, because
she was worth a thousand pounds
where Daisy was worth one. OF
course Daisy was sweet and lovable
as any one could be; and Mr.
Warner was aware Of the fact.
| while at the same time he was anx.
ious to do the very best for himself
that was possible to be done.
"You can't blame me, really, can
you?" he said to a comrade, as
they took off their hats to the lady,
who languidly smiled and merely
inclined her lretty head.
"Can't I? Warner, do you know.
if I was Miss Thornton's cousin OF
brother, Pd-well, I'd horsewhip
you!''
"The deuce you would! hope
you're not jealous of my good
standing with the divine Darrell?''
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