San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-12-06


but ever and anon she looks round at the
door of the room as if expecting someone.
At last she gets impatient and, ringing
the bell, directs servant to send her
Alice, her daughters maid.
After a short interval Alice appeared.
"Alice," said Mrs. Danvers, sis Miss
Ethel in her room stillf"
Her room, madam 7" asked Alice, look
ing somewhat startled. "No. madam"
"Well, then, where is shef"
IL have not the least idea. madam. She
dressed two hours ago and went out"
"Went outR"
"Yes, madam"
"very singular! Did she not say where
she was goingf"
"N-no, madam" stammered Alice, as
her face turned shade paler.
"Hem! Very well. Directly she re-
turns say wish to speak to her.
The maid bowed and retired.
Half an hour afterwards Ethel return
ed, and with a firm tread entered the
drawing room.
"Great Heavens, Ethel" cried Mrs.
Danvers, "what is the meaning OF that 7"
THAT! WHAT"
"why have you attired yourself in that
black dress and veilR'
"Fancy, L suppose
mo, no, Ethel. that cannot he the rea-
son. There is something more than fancy
in your going out in a black dress and
veil; and you are paler than usual. and
your hands tremble. Tell me. my dear"
she said tendeily, "tell me what is the
matterf'
Ethel hesitated for few seconds, and
then she said. as she clasred her hands:
"MaInma, have found 1t all OUT
"Found it Gu 7 Found what out"
"The reason of Rowland's coldness to
me-"
.Rowland again! Dear. dear me. L bel,
that matter will certainly drive you mad
if you persist in it. But tell me what you
meanr'
Some one told me yesterday that Row.
land was to be seen in the Row every
morning with young lady"
"Who told your"
THAT does not matter; 1 have prom
Used not to say. Well, this morning 1
went to the Row, and"
"Played the spyl' interrupted Mrs.
Danvers.
"No, but watched and saw that I
had been rightly informed. Rowland
was there, and by his side was-whom do
you thinkG Oh" and Ethel rose and
paced the floor excitedly, II think shall
indeed go mad"
"Well, my dear, who was iti'
"Grace Thorner
Mrs. Danvers made no reply for some
moments, at length she said:
well, and what of that3"
"What of it, mammal What of it2 Can't
YOU see that She,
my dear Ethel. how strangely you
talk! Surely Mr.. Rowland Saxby may
please himself with respect to friends
But they are more than friends"
SLOW can you tell that7"
"As they passed me overheard por-
ton of their conversation. He addressed
her as my dearr"
"Well, that is rather out of the way,
certainly, but you cannot complain"
"But you do not think of the long time
have been trying to bring him to my
side. And to think that he should devote
his attentions to girl like her."
.Grace Thorne is a very pretty girl"
"True. But, mamma" and Ethel came
close to her mother, do you think she is
more beautiful than II"
al do not, my child, but you know
mems opinions differ so much. II 1 were
you, Ethel, l should devote myself to
young Leon Cathcart. He is a nice
young fellow enough, very rich, and am
certain he loves you"
"That may be, but have no love to
give him"
"Ah mem sighed Mrs. Danvers, as her
daughter left the room, "things were very
different when was a young girl"
Ethel walked straight to her dressing
room. Alice, her maid, was awaiting her.
"Was i right, Miss Etheli" she asked.
ayes, you were," cried Ethel fercely,
as she stood and surveyed herself in the
glass. "You were right. / saw them
and heard little OF what they said. But
1 must wait and watch. By heaven! if
she dares to stand in my path, L"
"oh, hush" cried Alice; "your mamma
may hear you"
II care not who hears me- replied
Ethei nrmiy' as sne h1ed her nashing