Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1886-05-20

tone, come to me-"
But Matt didn't hear--or, at any rate. did
not haed; for she made no movement Their
| Monk, gazing intently at her, gave vent Il
the same remark as William Jones had done
a few hours before:
Where have you been to-day, he said, etc
have on that frock?s
Again Matt hung her head and was silent
Monk repeated his question; and, seeing that
he was determined to have an answer. She
threw up her head defiantly, and said, with .
tone of pride in her voice:
Iput it on to be tooki'
| ITO be tookp repeated Monk.
| YES" returned Matt; ito have my like.
ness took There be a painter chap here that
| lives in a cart; he's took it.n
1t was curious to note the changes in Mr.
Monks face. At first he tried to appear
amiable; then his face gradually darkened
into look of angry suspicion. Matt never
once withdrew her eyes from him-his very
presence seemed TO rouse ell that was bad in
her; and she glared at him through her
tangled locks in much the same manner as q
shaggy terrier puppy might gaze at bull
which it would fain attack, but feared on &C.
count of its superior strength.
Matt" said Mr.. Monk again, ''come
here"
This time she obeyed; she rose slowly from
her seat and went reluctantly to his side.
Matt, look me in the face,n he said. ssDo
you know who this painter isg'
Matt shook her head
How many times have you seen himTi
"Twice.n
And what has he said to your
"a lot o. things.n
TELL me one thingP'
He asked me who my mother was, and !
told him hadn't got nonen
Mr.. Monks face once more grew black as
night
So" he said, ''poking and prying and ask
ing questions. thought as much. He's q
scoundrelly vagabondf'
mo, he ain't,n said Matt, bluntly,
"Matt, my girl, !" said Mr.. Monk. taking no
notice of her interruption, II want you to
promise me something"
"What is itf'
Not to go near that painter againl"
Matt shook her head
"Shan't promise" she said, s"cause I shall
so. My likeness amt took yet-he takes a
time, ne does. I'm going to put them things
on to- morrow and be took again.
For moment the Light in his ewes looked
cheek-at which caress she shrank away.
What's the matterT' he asked.
Nothing, F." said Matt ~ don't like to be
pulled about, that's ALL
you mean you don't like ne?n
Don't know. That's telling"
And yet you've no cause to hate me, Matt.
for I've been good friend to you--and 81.
ways shall, because l like you, Matt. Do YOU
understand, like your
So anxious did he seem to impress this unon
her that he put his arm around her waist.
drew her toward him and kissed her ON the
cheek, ceremony he had never performed
before. But Matt seemed by no means to
appreciate the honor; as his lips touched her
cheeks she shivered, and when he released her
she began rubbing at the place as if to wipe
the touch away.
III Mr.. Monk noticed this action on the part
OF the girl he deemed it prudent to take no
notice of it. He said few more pleasant
things To Matt, and again patted her cheek
afectionately; then he left the cottage, taking
William Jones with him. Ten minutes later
William Jones returned alone
"Where's he?' asked Matt.
"Meanin' Mr.. Monk, Matt-he be goneIn
said William Jones.
Gone fcr good!' demanded Matt, impa-
tiently.
mo, he amt, Matt; he'll be down here to-
morroH, he will; and you'd best be at homer
Matt said nothing this time; she only turned
away sullenly and shrugged her shoulders.
Matt, said William Jones, presently.
seWenr
s'Mr. Monk seems uncommon fond IF ,o,,