Sacramento daily record-union., 1888-09-01

tremulous voice became suddenly swee
and clear; she held out her hand to hin
across the fountain, and he took and claspeC
it eagerly in his own.
Heaven bless you for those words" he
said, and after moments silence, he
lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it.
Little as the lovers guessed it, their in.
tervIew had not passed unnoticed. Two
pairs of bright eyes were watching them
behind the tendrils of the passion-hower
which trailed over the window, and two
pairs of black legs scudded off silently
and hurriedly over the rose-walk as Theo
and Chetwynd turned to leave the orchid
house, and when safely hidden behind a
thick clump of bushes, the owners of the
eyes and legs looked at each other in great
excitement and delight.
Oh, Dollie, do you think he was max
ing love to her-that they are engaged? ~
Milly Curtis whispered in delighted
voice. "Oh, how lovely. How pleased
mother will ber'
But Dollie, who was more observant,
shook her golden name doubtfully.
" l don't think So" she said thought
fully. "When people are in love they are
happy. aren't they? And Theo didn't
look at all happy. | am almost sure she
was crying, and Theo doesn't often cry"
! Dollie added.
Nonsense! Then why should he kiss
her hand and look at her SOP" Milly
cried. Gentlemen don't do that to ladies
unless they love them. He will be your
brother-in-law, Dollie, and there will be a
wedding, and big cake all ice and sugar,
and bonbons. Oh, what fun"
But even the enhancing vision of the
wedding cake failed to satisfy Dollie. She
still shook her head.
Then why did Theo look so sad ?" she
said. II know what she looks like when
she is happy. Her cheeks flush up, and
her eyes get bright and soft and shining
like stars, and she looks so sweet and pretty
that you feel as if you must kiss her /
have seen her look as she did to-day once,
and that was when little Charlie died.
Dollie added in awed voice - "never
since"
ooh, nonsense Look, Dollie, there is
Dr. Phillips-the Bishop, you know-com-
ing down the walk with mother Isn't he
a funny little man? ?"
Dolhe peered eagerly from behind the
rosebushes.
ga bishopi That ugly little man with
the spectacles ?" she said in tone of in
finite disgust. "Why, he's not bit like a
bishopl l thought they had always beauti-
ful white sleeves and lovely aprons all
trimmed with gold embroidery, not little
shabby black thing like that Why, nurse
would be ashamed of it,"
ooh, perhaps it isn't his best one"
Milly suggested carelessly. 81 say, Dollie,
| am getting frightfully hungry, aren't
you? Let us go into the house and see if
we can get anything to eat"
CHAPTER III.
Late that night, when Theo, after Civ
ing her mother long account Of the
party and the distinguished guests, came
at last YEARLY into the room which she
shared with Dollie, she was surprised and
not particularly we'll pleased, for she was
longing to be alone with her thoughts, to
find the child still wide awake. She went
to the little white bed and bent over it.
"Why, DOllie, what is the matter? Are
you too tired to sleep" she asked
"No, but l wanted to speak to you,
Theo," and Dollie threw her arms round
her sisters neck and hugged her. 81
wanted to be quite sure you were not un-
happy about anything, Theo You are
quite sure, aren't you dear?" and Dollie's
gray eyes looked SO searchingly up into
Theo's that the other girl colored and
hesitated.
Unhappy? OF course not, Dollie.
What put that absurd idea into your
head?" she answered lightly.
"Because-because-oh, Theo, don't be
angry with me"-Dollie's arm frightened
around Theo's neck-"but l saw you and
Mr.. Chetwynd in the orchid-house, and |
saw him kiss your hand. | didn't hear a
word-not word: but thought he was
saying something that made you unhappy.
Was he, darling"
young child her conidant. She often
thought..so afterwards, and wondered what
possessed her to pour out the story of her
unhappy love into Dollies ears; but she
was aching to unburden herself of her
trouble and to seek comfort and sympathy
| from some one, and she would not tell her
mother. "Poor mother has plenty to
trouble her without that" Theo told her
SELF She knew, too, that Dollie was true
as steel, and that there was no fear that
anything she said would be repeated again
And SO, with her face close to Dollie's, and
with Dollie's tiny hands clasped around
her neck, she sobbed out her story.
You must never repeat anything |
have told you to mother, or Mr.. Chetwynd,
or any one, Dollie," she whispered when
she was little calmer, and moro than a
little comforted by Dollie's kisses and low
! ing sympathy. Il ought not to have told
this to a child like you, only my little
Dollie and Theo smiled tenderly-"is is
such wise little woman, and always gives
me such good advice, that she seems differ
ent from other children. Now we will
speak of this again, dear, and you must go
to sleep and forget it all"
1t happened few days after the garden
party that Dollie was invited to spend a
day with an aunt who lived in town a
few miles from Dulborough. The nurse
took her to the station, and, seeing a
benevolent-looking elderly gentleman in a
first-class carriage reading a newspaper,
put Doliie into the carriage, and asked if
he would be kind enough to see that she
got out at the right station.
ooh, certainly, certainly. The little
lady and / will take care of each other"
| the gentleman, In whom Dollle had al
ready recognized the Bishop, answered
pleasantly, and he smiled at her benevo-
lently over his spectacles as the train went
out of the station, and remarked what a
fine day it was but as Dollie absolutely de-
clined to respond to his advances, he felt
snubbed and retired behind his newspaper.
Dollie sat bolt upright in her corner,
swinging herself gently to and fro, and
stared at him with an expression which
can only be described as malevolent in her
big gray eyes, There he sat, the wretch
who had made Theo unhappy, whose
cruelty had made Theo shed such bitter
tears. Dollie ground her teeth and
clenched her small hands in impotent rage
as she looked at him, and inwardly longed
to stick pins into the neat gathered legs
which peeped out from underneath the
newspaper. He became uncomfortably
conscious of the severe gaze at last. 1t
idgeted him; he could not read his news
paper in comfort with those severe eyes
staring at him. He put it down in desper-
'on at last, and looked and smiled at her
"Well, my dear, and why do you look at
me so intently ?? he said care you won
dering who / am and what my name is %
| Dollie glowered at him.
"Oh, no; know who you are we'll
enough" she replied in a tone as severe as
her looks. You are the Bishop, and ]