Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1884-12-17

money if am not good submissive boy.
"What a vexation!'' exclaimed Sir Wi
fred.
ut is, indeed, Pearson. However,
won't do to kick. and get punished, whic
l am sure to do if remain at hom
Things will go on quite straight, I.dare:sa!
in my absence, and when the appointed p'
riod is passed, then"
Roland Cavel knocked the ash eff his c
gar significantly.
"Then you'll let them see how you ca
| do it, eh?" eaid the Baronet.
ssYes; that will, !" replied Roland, wit
determination. ssYou'll be shocked wit
surprise, expect
$50 we shall, no doubt" answered s
Wilfred, coolly. "Your pace will kill ol
Mrs. Lane first, and all your friends aftel
wards"
s.The new house-keeper, you mean" COZ
rected Roland. "Old Mrs. Lane has &c
the sack and another is appointed to he
ffaigh position"
| 'IndeedI and who may that other be?
inquired the Baronet, evincieg more intel
est than he had hitherto shown.
| ooh, no matter,' replied Roland Cave
turning scarlet, and lowering his head
conceal his face. s'You don't know her.
l
| s'Don'tp' exclaimed Sir Wilfred. ssBles
me. my dear fellow, If the lady is one
the present household, LII tet two to on
she is the pretty, confidential maid VIII
was always kept out OF sight.
"Confound itr' cried Roland Cave
starting t., his feet. what do you kno'
of her-of Janet Mason?"
| "I'll tell you if you'll sit down, sal
the Baronet, quietly. "Until you do
won't speak word
| Roland Cavel instantly sat down lookin
very fierce.
| "NOw,' said he, 'what have you got
say?"
"Why, nothing in PARTICULAR" reptile
Sir Wilfred. "I've only seen the prett
maid once for few minutes. But" b
added, intending to tantalize, 81 mean t
see her again sOon--soon as possible
"For what reason, sir?" demanded Re
land
| "Well, really, my dear fellow, if yo
must know, 1 will tell YOU" answered .th
Baronet pouring out another glass of wine
and holding it up to the light. 81 am GO
ing to see her again because I am in Low
with her, as 1 presume You are by you
Manner
| "Indeed!" growled Roland Cavel risin
and crossing the room with some excite
ment.
| "And," continued the Baronet, sippin
his wine, s'unless you tell me you are &c
ing to marry the lady, intend to pay he
attention-in other words, let her know tn
state of my feelings
"With intent to marry her?n asked Ro
land Cavel, suddenly pausing il front Q
Sir Wilfred, and looking earnestly into hi
face, as if he would read his designs in it
expression.
s'Well, really, my dear fellow" reptile,
the Baronet, returning the gaze of hi
friend with no signs of disturbance, sthei,
! is time enough 10 talk about that when
| find out whether she favors my suit
'sBut I caunot-will not-wait for tina
time, answered Roland Cayel, hotly. IS
require an answer now."
''By Jove! do you?''
Sir Wilfred puffed away at his cigar, an,
regarded the toe of his boot. There was
speck of dust upon the faultless leather
and the Baronet contemD plated removing i
| with his pocket-handkerchief; but, alas
that necessary article was clean.
ssYes, I do" thundered Roland Cavel
s'and / will have it! | am interested il
Janet Mason"
"That is evident"
The Baronet lighted match as he spoke
His cigar seemed to be going out
| s.Don't be provoking Pearsonr' said Ro
land, suddenly changing his tone, eff yol
mean fair, will not stand in your way.
sAnd suppose | don't moan fair, as yol
call it?''
| "Why, then," said Roland Cavel, slowl,
and seriously "1'll shoot you through tn
head"'
ooh, dearp' exclaimed the Baronet
quite untroubled. s.You seem to be NOR,
smitten than l am. l think l will retir,
1 from the field, and let you marry her"
81 shall never marry hern' murmure,
Roland Cavel, in low voice, turning ava.
his face.
| 'What?" cried the Baronet "Neve
marry her? Will you WOO and never MARI
her, and shoot me through the head if
play the same game? Really, Roland Cav
el, are you quite sure you are in you
seDses?"
"Quite."
"Well, then, you are very incomprehen
-sible!'
sit cannot be helped" muttered Cave
81 wish could explain myself more def
nitely; but it's all Lady Maud's doing. Con
found her! confound her! She has impose
conditions upon me for that property whie
are difficult to keep, and some of them re
late to Janet Mason. Sir Wilfred Pearson,
shall be compelled to shoot you if offer he
an insult, and in three years you will knOv
the reason why:'
"HumphP'
"And now," added Roland Cavel, re
suming his seat, I'VE won't talk any NOR
on the subject"
GAS you please" replied the Baronet
carelessly.
But as the conversation on another sub
| ject did not wax very interesting, Rolan,
Cavel soon afterwards took his leave.
''For three years. he said.
His next farewell visit was paid to Sis
ter Glare. Somehow he felt he could no
go to India, his destination, without seeing
her once more; and SO, as soon as he coul
snatch few minutes from his preparation
he went to the hospital where she wa
staying.
''Sister Clare" said he, as soon as tn
usual salutations had been exchanged
'tWhere is Jonet? Let me see Janet be
fore sail"
"lt would be better not, Mr. Roland,
replied Sister Clare, quietly.
patiently. s'You are afraid should be
tray myself, but you need not fear that.
know better than that.