San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-12-11

every PpooAoiC
Horace Austen was one Of these, and
after Isabel had quilted the apartment,
he sat with his head in his hands, as
thoroughly wretched as he could possibly
make himself
He was 80 occupied with his affliction
that he did not hesI the door open behind
him, and his first knowledge of anyone
having entered the room was low sweet
voice exclaiming:
"oh, Mr.. Austen, what is the matt-rT'
And Lucy Meredith, looking charming
in her riding habit. but evidently much
discomposci at che sight before her. adj
vanced towards him.
Horace did not reply in fact, lie could
not.
"What is the matteri Do tell me-" cried
Lucy, sitting down by his side, and look
ing as miserable himself "You are not
i'll, Horace, are your"
81 am not ill.," answered Austen with
sigh.
Then what is it, Do tell me Confde
in me. II will relieve you TO speak about
your grief. whatever il is"
And Lucy took his hand with true
woman's sympathy.
Unhappy as Horace was. he could not
help noticing, in little sidelons glance
that he INDUCED in, how wonderfully
pretty Lucy looked, with her soft eyes
full Of compassion, rs she iimidly caressed
his hand
ii cannot speak 81 t." replied Horace.
at must descend with me To my grave
"oh, do not ray so!" exclaimed Lucy.
Trust in me. Your trouble may not be
so great as you think it,"
"0h, yes, it is-fsr greater" answered
Horace. "In fact, il couldn't he greater"
"But surely something can he DONE"
said Lucy. Thea she continued coaring-
ly: Come now. tell me all about IT,"
Horace bad another look az her.
She WAS certainly a charming little
girl, and was evidently prcpossessed 10
his favor.
Besides Isabel had given him TO under
stand as much.
1t was very pleasant TO lie sympathised
with by pretty girl, and Horace had al
ways had certain regard for Lucy.
When the first bell rang before dinner,
Lucy Meredith had promised, with
good deal Of blushing, and q few happy
tears, to become Mrs. Horace Austen.
CHAPTER v.
DIsHoNORED-A wBLL-ABRITRD CHAsTBR-
MRNT
The next day Harry st. Adams had rid
den over to WithertOn, ostensibly TO look
after fsvorite horse that he expected
down, but In reality to cool his excitement
by means Of a good gallop
Harry had not quilted the Hall half an
hour, when fOOtman announced visitor.
"A gentleman wishes to see you, miss"
40 see me, james,
ayes, MISS" replied the footman. "On
business, think he said"
"0h, about some charity, l suppose.
Show him in"
Five minutes later, and Mr.. Marcus
Barbsly stood before her.
what is the meaning of this, Mr..
BarbslyR" exclaimed Isabel, drawing her.
self up as she prepared 10 leave the room.
THE last time saw you. desired you
never to force your way into my presence
again"
II know you did" answered Barbsly.
"But what is the use Of speaking like
that to man who loves you az dol
You might as well order a starving
wretch not to eat food if it was placed be-
fore him. Stay minute. Do not leave
me yet. l have something to tell you
that will interest you, something about
st. Adams. All, thought that would
prove the sesame to your attention"
"If you have anything to say about
Captain st. Adams, he quick and say it,"
exclaimed Isabel, "fOr have no time to
waste"
Before commence" said Barbsly, "let
me ask you once more, is there no chance
for mel"
"How dare you speak thssf" said Iss-
bel Indignantly.
"Can you not return me little affection
for the wealth Of passionate love feel
for your said Barbsly, unheeding her re-
mark. NJ will be satisfied with very little,
and"
III you have only called this morning
to insult me, Mr.. Barbsly," cried Isabel,
IL will wish you good day"
"Stay . moment said Barbsly. by
Heaven. II can't win YOU, I swear 81.
Adams shant. What / have come about
this morning is To show Won a little MEN,
orandum signed q few months ago by
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