San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-04-27
CONTINUED. Commenced April 20.
THE
GYPSY'S WARNING.

Ii CHANGED that another stranger was pres
ent some one passing through N, whom
Mr.. ChallOncr had brought home to dinner,
and just at first, seeing the two young men,
i wondered which was which. But soon
guessed. The one was awkwardly tall, I'M
calmly, dark and plain. and had heard George
Arson praised for his good looks. The pre-
viOus year had been taken with Nina by
Mrs ChallOner into Cheshire, and had spent
a fortnight with the Arson family.
That is Mr. AnsOn?' | said to Adelaide,
who was sitting by me, as | indicated the
other.
Yes" she answered. rs he not charm
mgr
Well, thought he looked so. OF middle
height slender and agile in figure. he pre-
scented contrast to Mr.. Page. His face,
with its clear cut, frank features and laugh
ing hazel eyes, was very pleasant Above all
he was Open-nGtured as the day, in manner
sincere and unaffected.
Adelaide turned to me. "IOw is it you
pretended not TO know GeOr.' Miss Lane,
when you were with us last autumn?'
but Mr. George Arson was not there; he
was away"
81 remember now" she slowly said "He
had gone to Germany. hate Germany"
Hate Germany! What for?"
81 do hate it. | used to hate it always
when | heard he was going OFF on one of
those visits to Germany, that Uncle Mark
would put down 10 business. ard George too.
Business, indeed! 1 know. 1t was to see
those German cousins of his; that Hildal
hate Germany with a bitter hatred
| thought the remark strange one. |
thought Adelaide's looks strange also. She
was following George Arson as he moved
about the room with Mary and Emma, or
stood with them at the pianO-with an eager
ness of face that did not become it, and Gu
riously wild CLEAN in her dusky eyes.
Adelaide Arson was tall, fine, handsome
young woman, her figure extremely upright
a little stiff perhaps, and a little pOrtly. Her
features were good, her complexion was toll
erably bright, though at times it had dark
tinge under the skin: her eyes were large
and dark and brilliant, and she had an album
dance of black crisp hair. She was remark
ably sclf-pOsScSScd. Emma ChallOner, free
and Outsp0ken, was given to say that AIDE
laide tacitly proclaimed TO strangers, 81 am
an heir 81, 50 respect me-" Adelaide had
large fortune. Her father and mother were
both dcld, and since size left school her home
had been with Mr.. Mark Arson, her uncle
and guardian. At the close of the past
Christmas. she had come on visit to Mr..
and Mrs. ChallOner Come rather suddenly
and unexpectedly, | fancied. Miss Arson
had not been well; she needed q prolonged
change of air and scene, Mrs. ChallOner said
to me and the girls; and that was all we
knew about il.
Adelaide rose abruptly from her seat by
me, crossed over to Mr.. Arson, put her arm
within his, and began to pace the room. 1t
was long room now the folding doors were
put back; Mr.. and Mrs. Challoner sat by the
fire in the other one, talking with Mr. Page.
You don't speak to me, George" she said,
her low, deep tones, full of reproach, reach
ing my ear, though she no doubt meant them
to lie between herself and him you have
hardly told me word about the old place
and the people"
''Why, my dear Adelaide, there's nothing
particular TO tell, he answered; and his
voice was affectOnate, but not lowered as
hers had been II answered all your in
quiries at dinner and told you besides what
could remember. Young Stock ley has been
laid up with gout-what do you think of
that?'
Il don't care to hear about him." she an
swered. "Iiaye you the same servants still
at homer
Eyes, think so. Let me seep Old Betty
Is nearly superannuated, and they have tax
Ell another to help her in her work."
"Why is she not sent away?'
"Sent away! Oh, we shall never send old
Betty away. Why she nursed us when we
were childrenp
"She is an interfering old woman, taking
too much upon herself"
George Arson laughed. "She likes to
dOmineer over us still. What do you think
she said to me yesterday? You have six
and-twenty years to your back, Master
George, but you haven't as many ounces of
sense 1t was all about my pOrtnanteau,
which she was packing-Or believed she was
Given Betty her way, and l should have
brought enough things to fill van"
SIS Maria in the house stilr' she said, aft
er pause, the words coming from her with
jerk.
"Oh, yes" he replied. MARIA means to
be fixture in ii, expect, like old Betty"
She dropped his arm, sat down to the
piano, and began playing a waltz in her
usual loud, but correct style, holding her
head bolt upright Something had not
pleased her. l thought it must be Maria.
Maria, Georges sister, and the eldest of them
ALL had come back, widow, TO her fathers
house. She was well enough of to maintain
house of her own, but preferred her old
home. Adelaide and she had not got on well
with one another; noticed II when 1 was
there: and lcould not help fancying that AIDE