The Bozeman weekly chronicle. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1883-1889, 1886-08-18

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Inot only saaO n,y Iore but spoke TO her.
! never saw that of which Harding told
me afterwards--the unlisguised astonish-
ment and envy which were exhibited by the
] frequenters of the Spa saloon when was
seen in the enjoyment of this familiar inter.
| course with the millionaire and his beautiful
niece / had told how people had begun to
take note of my restless march up and down
the promenade during those days when
was still searching for my unknown love
No doubt I had been made the subject Of
mild jest and perhaps some grotesque ro-
nance hal been invented regarding me. for
there is no place like Scarborough In the
reason for the production of flctioa of this
| kind And now, alone, of all that envious
throng, had the privilege of the friendship
of the man of millionsi It was hardly
wonderful that there should have been
almost as much of gossip and tittle-tattle
regarding me 1s there was about MauIeverer
himself
It mattered no hing and less than nothing
to me Nay, for the moment, l can honestly
aver that | had absolutely forgotten all
about Mauleverer's wealth. He might have
been as yoor as his outward appearance in.
dicated, for all cared during that first bliss.
ful season of love npop which ] had now
entered.
Daisy bad something more than her beauty
to commend her to me. That was rare
enough, as everybody was ready to admit
Her features, it is true. were not Of the
FAULTY faultless" description; some found
the chin too massive, or the forehead too
square, or the nose too long or too short ]
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those people even if ha wished to do so
could no mc.s have analysed that proud
sweet face. on which at times lay a strange
shadow of reserve ming ed with The bright
frankness by which it was usually lighted
up than / could have weighed the pale
moonbeams which made the earth glorious
by night All that knew was that | had
never seen face like it. and that to me it
was as the magnet toward which my whole
life Nasal asl n be RsneefQFdfR qaEsEgp w..u an, .ns
privilege of gazing on u lovely face. That
which was mine alone was the intimacy
which enabled me to know that her mind
was as beautiful as her countenance For
from the first she was frank and unreserved
with me on all points save one. Ifound her
as pure and simple and unsophisticated as
child. yet with woman's sympathy, with
the nobler aspirations of man, womans
quickness in reading my thoughts and wo-
mans tact in dealing with my various moods
On that first morning on which we were
together there was certain shyness mingled
with her cordiality / could see by the
troubled expression which occasionally
passed over her face when her eyes by
chance met mime that she was thinking of
our first strange meeting, and of the un-
zHl9I ..afo fa1 D..s
though it was constantly in my mind as well
as hers, no reference was made to it on either
side.
She was full of wonder and admiration at
the scene around her The week she had al
ready spent in Scarborough had been passed
in the sick chamber Of her uncle and all
was now new to her.
"No, I-never went out she said in reply
to question Of mine @I should have liked
to do So but could not leave him" She in
dictated Mauleverer, who was sitting on the
other side of her, surveying the brilliant
scene before him with an air of interest
Besides, there were various reasons why
it was not well for me to be out until my
uncle could accompany me.
@How strange" ! said, "that we should
actually have been in the same hotel all the
timet | have looked for you everywhere
Probably there was more in the tons of my
voice than in my words themselves At
all events, she b.ushed when | spoke and
made no direct response.
Are there many places in England as
beautiful as tliisl You know we are only
co onists have seen hardly anything Of
England 1t is not three months since we
landed and have spent nearly all that tims
in dreadful hotel in Bond street
You will find many beautiful places in
England, replied, but Scarborough has a
charm of its own. You would need to go
abroad to find anything that really resem-
bled the scene now before Us
How different it all is from our life in
Australial You know we lived up-country.
NV uncle was always atten ling to his sheep,
and ii was very seldom that | was allowed
10 see a own or to have any pleasure but
long ride by myself.
'.Were you not at schoolfi | asked
.sYes, but that was long befors-i she hes
itated, before / came to live with him.
Since then have had TO trust to poor dear
Mrs. Cawthorne. Sns was my governess.
you know. and almost my only lady friend.
am afraid am fearfully ignorant
sNay,n cried with boyish enthusiasm.
aHave you ret been telling me of the books
YOU have read9 You have made me ashamed
OF myself, you have read so much more than
have done. Was it Mr.. Cawthorne who
led you to study Herbert Spencerl"
she blushed, and said, @No, that was an
idea OF nay own"
aAnl are you gong to stop long in Eng
lardF veniured 10 inquire of her
"Oh, yes; have you not heardl Ny uncle
has bought house in Yorkshire He means
to remain here, hardly know why" She
glanced round and saw that the millionaire
was slumbering gent y. With loving hand
she drew the light overcoat across his chest,
AMI placed a handkerchief round his throat
The day was not enough, no doubt, but
MauIeverer was still an invalid.
II was saying she continued athat we
are going to live here, and that hardly
know why | am sure we were happier
In Australia But | think he was over
persuaded.
She seemed as though she had something
more to say; but whatever it was It remained
unsaid.
4And where is this house that your uncle
has boughtp asked with interest.
1T is at Gre9t Lorton, about thirty mile
from here, I balieve. among ths wolds.
nave never seen II, Dub ne mas anu ne says e
is very old and beautiful.
had beard Of the house as oste Of the
finest relies of domestic architecture left in
Yorkshire, which is rich in such remains;
but had Aot even the faiEtest conception Of
its whereabouts in 1the broad county.
And SO our talk ran on until all at once the
band caased to play, and TO our arnaz sment
we discovered that the luncheon hour had
arrived, and that the stream Of loungers
was already pouring toward the gates
offered Mr. Mauleverer my arm, for be
looked very worn and fraiL He accepted it
with thanks that were out Of proportion to