The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1886-08-27
glad that l camof, I said.

glad that camcf i salu.
With eyes full of tenderness and smil,
that made her face as an angels she turned
and looked at me. She did not speak, but
had my answer, and my heart throbbed with
an exquisite bliss which it had never known
| before
She hal plucked lovely tea rose that we
had found lingering on one of the trees.
"Will you give me the rosep said.
AS she gave it to me our hands touched
and even at the same momer { our eyes met,
| and in an instant she was Clasped in my
arms and had printed the first kiss of love
upon her fair cheek.
There were a few moments OF silence-of
silence broken only by her signs, which
sounded in my ears almost like sobs She
did not attempt to release herself; bet at
last, in answer to my passionate prayer she
slowly raised her face, radiant with love
and tenderness, towards mine and our lips
met in a long kiss, in which our very souls
seemed to mingle.
from me, though she still left her hand in
mine
"How did you know" she said in a voice
that struggled against the conflicting emo
tions in her heart, show did you know that
loved you!"
"My darling" cried, ~ only knew that 1
loved you, and that life without you would
be utter misery to me. But you do love me,
Daisy-do you. dearestp
"Ah, yes!" she said, in a voice the tender
cadences of which sounded like music waited
from some far-off heaven, II love you.
cannot help it. But it is wrong, l fear.
They will never allow us to meet again"
~ know" said, with bitter heart "they
will say that it is your uncle's riches that
love, and they will despise me as a fortune
hunter"
mo, no. They must know you better
than that. 1t is not that But know they
will never allow us to see each other any
more when they discover-ah, there is some
one calling"
She started from me in alright, and an
swered quickly.
1t was Branksome's voice which we heard.
"How now, young people!" he cried, in
tone of banter. "The sun has been set this
half-hour or more, and you can hardly APP
preciate the flowers in tho dark Besides, it
is almost time to dress for dinner, and your
uncle has been asking for you, Daisy"
There was nothing in the tone of his voice
to indicate that he had any suspicion as to
the reason why we had fingered SO long in
him. When we reached the door, he sug-
gested that it would be well to lock it now,
as no one was likely to return to the garden
from the house that night. But even as he
pulled the key from his pocket a voice had
learned to know and hate saluted US 1t was
that of Flinter.
"Don't lock me in all night please" he
cried, in gruf tones. ave been just looking
round a bit. There's plenty OF room for
Improvement here, it seems to me-"
He took no notice either of Daisy or my
self, and there was something in his manner
that was almost insolent. In the dim twi-
light eyed him angrily, and lonced for
chance of quarreling with him. But felt q
light touch upon my arm and thu next mo-
ment saw that Daisy in her white dress
had passed through the gate. l followed her
instantly.
"Hush!" she said in agitated tones "Take
no notice of that man. He is dangerous"
And before / could recover from my surprise
she had entered the hall, where her uncle
awaited her.
Our dinner was not quite such n success as
had anticipated. Mr.. Mauleverer. il is true,
was courteous as ever; and Branksome
talked, with that fulness of knowledge which
distinguished him above any other man i
Daisy had headache, and sat with pale
face at the head of the table; while was
overweighted by the Joy that filled my heart
as thought of her avowal in the garden.
There were no signs of Flinter 1t was evil
dent that at Great Lorton Hall he was not
allowed to associate with the millionaire on
the terms of equality which were permitted
on the yacht
After dinner we went up stairs to the
drawing room, but that apartment was too
vast to be comfortable. A fire had been
lighted in the library adjoining it and we
resorted thither and spent some time in ex-
aiming a collection of priceless etchngs
which had teen supplied could not help
thinking-by the contractors who furnished
the hall Mr. Mauleverer was man of fine
tastes, but he could not be called culti-
waited person, and think he had very little
idea Of the value of those matchless impress
sions of the Dutch masters, from Rubens
downward, which none but a millionaire
could have acquired. was allowed no OPP
poriunity of exchanging word with Daisy
until she was leaving the room for the
nigh" Then, as handed her the candle
had lighted, murmured two words only in
her ear, "My darling" She looked up at me
with a faint smile and let her hand rest
moment in mine as we said good night.
"Will you smoker asked Mauleverer, and
on my replying in the Affirmative he led me
to comfortable smoking room, where I
found everything needful provided for us.
Branksome did not appear. l had already
learned, however, that he was no smoker,
ard L was rot therefore surprised at his
absence. Maulevere: himself smoked little,
and long before had finished my cigar his
cigarette had been consumed With an
apology on the score of his delicate health he
by and by left me to myself.