Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-02-17

No, not afraid-never afraid with YOU
Still. would rather 20 back"
When they got in, George again went up
with her. He sat doWa, made Daisy sit op-
pOsite to him, and asked her TO marry him
the following week.
She was too startled at first to reply.
The following week when her father
had not beeE dead
Ion. GeOrgei' she gasped.
Veil, what is there to prevent it:'
Not SO soon, George, not so soon. l
could not. six months al least must
elapse."
Nonsense, Daisy. Recolleet you have
no one TO take care OF you here" !
i take care Of myself
Il VIII tell you you are talking non
sense" he cried. angrily.
But for once Daisy had the courage TO
be nrm. This was April: she would be
married in June if he wished, but not be-
fore. she gently told him. Mr.. ATcastle
could not help himself; be went away in
a temper, and Daisy sat down and il
dulged IN a good cry.
Two days after, he came again and
made his peace. Daisy, who had been
rendered thoroughly miserable by the es-
arrangement, conceded so far as TO abate
week or two Of the prolonged term, and
promised to be his on the 1st Of June.
And when be said goodbye that night he
told her she would not see him again for a
week or two; he was going 10 a place he
had in Wales.
us il in Wales that we shall live?'' she
asked. timidly.
4 can't tell. mean to take you tray-
cling with me q first"
wv here =
''Oh, half over the world. goodbye. ny
| darling" he cOncluded-and left his last
! kiss upon her lips.
r.
/ was busy over her work. the little
| table drawn TO the window. when Mrs.
| Wilson appeared, showing up a large,
middle-aged woman, very handsomely
/ dressed. Daisy rose; and the hrst thing
I this lady did was to put her hands on the
/ girls shoulders, the better TO gaze upon
( her face.
Il should have known you. my dear,
/ from your likeness to your father. Do you
remember me, Margaret
No"
.What, not remember your poor
mothers cousin, Mrs. Grantley: l stay ed
/ some weeks with you the year before she
I died.
But you have grown 80 stout, . rose to
Daisy's lips.
she did not say 50; the recoIiections Of
past years came over her. and she burst
into tears. Mrs. Grantley gathered her to
her bosom ard let her sob there.
I have been bird Ct passage since
. them" she said, roaming about from
place to place Oh tie continent. Coming
over here week or TWO ago, / went into
northumberland, and found your father
had sold the old Place and was gone away;
and l have been until now tracking YOU
out. Margaret, why did he not write 10
me when be became embarrassed: L have
plenty, and 10 spare"
Il think he did not know where you
were, aunt Grantley. And. if he had
knoWn-yOu remember how sensitive ne
was"
Yes, 1 remember all that" returned
aunt Grantley-by which name Daisy had
been taught to call her. And | am
afraid it may be true that he did not
know where to write TO me. All. well,
that's over and done with; from hence
forth, Margaret, you must be to me as a
daughter"
50 this young girls fortunes were
changed. All in a moment. She felt her
self something like Cinderella. she who
had had to work for her bread, was sud-
denly converted into young lady Of con
sIderatiOn and an heiress; for Mrs. Grant
ley made no secret of where her money
was already settled.
She carried Daisy off TO the hotel she
was staying at; in a week they would
leave for Paris, in which fascinating city
Mrs. Grantley meant to set up her chief
home. Daisy, as yet, had not called up
courage to tell her Of Mr.. Arcastle-but
she must do so IN day or tW0-and she
wished he would come back tor it.
You are going to the opera tonight,
Daisy" said Mrs. Grantley, coming in one
afternoon.
"Oh, aunt. how kind of yOu,"
III = no EInnnegs "a mTnn, my DEAR
met Lady Bell just nOw-you know, /
think, what Old friends we are, and we
were together all last summer in the w.
roland she invited me to her Opera-bOX
tonight. l spoke Of YOU, and she said
bring you by all means. We dine with
her first. Have you ever been TO the
opera:"
No, never"
.'Ah, you viii enjoy it then. 1t is
Lucia"
Evening came. Daisy was entering the
house in the wake Of Lady Bell and Mrs.
Grantley, when. putting down her hand
in one OF the corridors TO catch up the
train Of her new black lace dress, her
jet bracelet fell off her wrist, and she stop
ped to pick it up. not at the first mo-
ment did'she find it; her friends were then
out Of sight and two gentlemen, passing,
had turned to look at her, and seemed to
he waiting.
''She is confoundedly pretty" cried the
one to the other, not attempting to lower
his voice. ''Arcastle has taste, that's
certain"
Inyountarily Daisy raised her eyes,
ana she met the same bold gaze which
had frightened her 50 a few days before.
The insolence Of the stare made her turn
crimson.
"What have / ever done to them?' She
asked herself: and she felt sick and
faint, for they seemed to bar her passage
forward.
My dear, where are you? what are
you lingering fOr:' called out voice
at this juncUure, and to her intense relief
she saw the ladies coming back in search
I OF her.
Il dropped my bracelet, Lady Bell" she
answered, fastening forward; and the gen
tleman who had not spoken spoke now TO
the other.
you must be mistaken. Tom; what a
fool you are. / thought it was not quite
the same face"
"AE, how do you do, Sir Thomas"
cried Lady Bell; and, to Daisy's sur
prise, both the ladies and both the gen
tlemen were the next minute shaking
hands together.
Mrs. Grantlev,' said the one VINO had
stared at Daisy.
II am only here for a short time. Next
/ week / 20 to Paris with my niece. Mar
garet, my dear, this is Sir Thomas Shell
ton" And the gentleman bowed to her
! with deprecating grace that had never
! yet been offered to Daisy.
The curtain was rising as they took
/ their places in the box. Daisy sat in a
maze of enchantment. What with the
magic scene before her, and the singing,
and the glittering company crOWdIng the
1 house, she felt as one in a delightful
( dream. Only one thing did it want to
make it perfect-the presence of George
Arcaste.
A stir in the opposite box, empty until
now, aroused her. A lady, tall and ele-
/ CANT, was entering it; and, evidently dis
/ pleased at something, was complaining IN
! rather too loud q tone to the box attend
! ant. A certain haughtness in her car
/ riage, and a frOwn. which seemed to have
( become part Of her dark beauty. attract
! ed Daisy. The next moment, following
/ her in. came another lady, and then George
Arcastle. A rush of red dyed Daisy's
face, and she hastily spread her black fan
out before it.
"There's George Arbucklew exclaimed
Lady Bell. "He is looking over here; he
[ sees us"
She bowed, as did Mrs. Grantley. Daisy
took a stealthy peep, and saw that the
| bows were given to her lover.
Wv no did you say that gentleman is ~
/ she asked Of Lady Bell.
THAT? That's Mr.. Arbuckle."
"I-thOught-his name was Arcastle.v