Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-12-25
Little Tupenny.
CHAPTER XII.

HOW SHE BEGAN TO FIND IT OUT.
''Is it a long voyage to Norway" asked
Trip at last, timidly.
They wero far from Ringwood, and
Ringmoor mill, and the little church
and clutser of houses and elns of the
village.
eve shall stay BIT in Iiun 'on, - he an
3wered.
There was change In her husbands
voice, in his intonation, that surprised
her "In your London house?"
''Ahi'i ne laughed. "Well-yes, in my
Lun on house. Now, my dear Trip, don't
you get the indigestion if the dinner is
not as high seasoned as pleases your
mother"
"What do you moan, Algernon" 1t
was with an effort that she called him
by his Christian name.
"You will find that out all too soon,
he replied, somewhat uneasily. ~ am
sorry, dear girl, that things will not be
unite as you might wish, In fact, Beau
fort house, Piccadilly is In the hands of
the house painters, and the smell Of the
white lead is deleterious, so thought it
as well to take lodgings"
buU-W0 kO W NOTWdy
she said, looking round at him, and this
was the first time sho ventured to do this
since she had stepped into the carriage
with him. His face was troubled, he
took her hand and kissed it, then looked
out Of the window.
Norway must wait" no said with
averted countenance.
Then he turned, and with laugh said,
"Perhaps Jericho will suit you BETTER
She could not make 1t out.
GIVE been considering that perhaps
you are bad sailor, and would be upset
at sea, and the barometer has been fall
Ing and / see by the paper that the storm
signals are up and 30 we had better post
pone our departure"
"Till the storm is overS''
ooh, yes till the storm is over"
What was tho meaning of the altera-
ton in his manner and tone of voice, even
In the appearance his face worel They
wore in tho train. He made her get out
at station where there were branches
md cross lines in all directions. They
changed platforms, took fresh tickets,
/ got out again; had cab. Took the
Metropolitan; then another cab, and at
| asst drew up.
"Your lodgings seem very difficult to
reach, said Trip.
"They are sequestered," he answered;
more suitable for lovers"
The house at which the cab deposited
Trip and her husband was a small half
| villa at Lower Norwood, in new road
half made, and where the row of houses
was only half built. The garden was
uncultivated, small patch in front of
tho door; the turf was not even green.
The entrance door was fresh painted and
stuck. When it was opened, admission
was obtained into small hall, so narrow
that two could i'll walk abreast III it. The
mean stairs were steep and uncarpeted
There YVES accommodation only on one
side-the right side of the house; blank
wall divided this half house from the
other half house. There was parlor or
the ground floor, and small dining room
in the rear, opening into yard. The
furniture was Of the plainest description
and sparse Only one servant appeared
an i'll favored, elderly, smallpox marked
woman.
Trip was puzzled md frightened, ant
very ready to cry. She was afraid to ash
questions, and afraid to express her dis
appointment.
For supper there were mutton chops
and boiled potatoes, and cold rice pud
ding; no wine, but ale and whisky ant
water.
Certainly the style Of living was better
at Ringwood, though the Tottenham.
did belong to trade, and had no pretenst
to duke in the family.
That Mr.. Beaufort was very fond o.
Trip was the only reality Of her dream
and 1t was the reality she could best hav,
spared. She did not care for him; In
deed, as her marriage drew on, she haC
felt shrinking from him, and now tina
she was married awoSe to the fact tina
she disliked him.
There are some persons with whom yoJ
may pass q score Of years, and whom yoJ
may meet every day, and yet you get NJ
nearer to knowing them. You know
: their exteriors, every line of their faces
every mole and blemish In the skin; yol
know their tones of voice, their walk
but you never get within, to know thei
true natures, to feel that you hav,
touched pulse, not bit Of cloth o.
sable jacket.
There ore other individuals whom W,
fear to look into. We know that som,
. day or other the peep will be given, ans
we shall see what we had much rnthe
= not We are glad 70 know their exterio
only, and dread the day when they shall
. become transparent to us
Some such . feeling was In the hear
Of Trip. She began 70 fear her husband
70 suspect thss undsr The surface So
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