The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1888-04-21
a manner tna5 causeu me 10 1eel do.

her girlish figure-for, Of course, her
back was turned to mo, and I could
not see her face--nOting casually that
she was tall, slender, and graceful,
with q certain piQuant dash about her
stylish dress, when a man whom took
to be clerk stepped quickly up, and
whispered somethlng into the ear OF
her companion. &
ooh, yes; I'll be there immediatelyIp
he responded; and turning to the lal> Z
said: Constance, must run away Oh
u matter Of business. DON'T move from
this place until return, 80 that shall
know where to find you.'' n
He was walking quickly past me
when I touched him on the shoulder. y
"Why, Musgrave, old fellow, can it
be yOu2"I cried, for remembered in
a moment where I had seen his face
before. We had studied together in
Paris. "Can do anything for you,
Or" I glanced toward the still
averted figure.
GOOD heavens, Ray, who'd have
thought Of meeting you?'' said hS,
hurriedly. "Thanks, yes; Pm called
away on an important matter; intr5-
duce yourself. I'll he back again, In b
few minutes. Want to run to the
telegraph offlce.''
The next instant he was lost in tile
crowd. Il
BY her motionless attitude and fixed
glance I saw at once that the lady had
not heard word OF our conversation,
and WAS quite unconscious Of her ed.
corG's departure. stepped up to her
side, but before could speak she waA
saying in a half whisper: ''I never
heard Of anything so strange in my
life. The beach down at Deal, don't
you seep know It's the beach, though
it's horribly badly painted; and---oh,
dearl it really cannot be, but" she
craned her neck and took q closer
view-''yes, I am positive Of It'll j
ought to know my own clothes, MP
own Indian bracelet, the crimson hat-L
don't you remember it?-and the lawn
dress. And that book-one Of Miss
Braddon' n's-and parasol. L wish ths
hat were not 80 far down over the facS
though. I should Ike to know whenths
it Is Intended for me, or"
'PardOn me, madam" I said.
She turned upon me swiftly, and
expected to he snubbed. but was no&
"Pardcn me, but Mr.. Musgrava has
been called away for few moments oh
business, and has left you in my charge.
| am an old friend of his-a schooI5
s0isHs' she smiled, 80 ied then fepIigd: "T6sn I
suppose / must remain here until he
returns, or l shall never find him in the
crowd" Giving me searching glance,
she added: "Do you mind waitingpn
Mind waitingl I would not have
min6Q6 yUQftinO a ntnrnifyy xIyik L.
but didn't tell her so.
I smiled, said someth'~r civil. and
asked her opinion upon The picture
before us.
"Well, to tell you the TRUTH" said
she, blushing, g.! really thought
recognized myself in it.''
"Indeed!" glanced critically at
the picture, as if I had never seen 1t
before. mot a bad painting, by tho
way"
mo. not very" she replied; s'but /
feel certain the beach is intended fol-
that between Dover and Deal. And
as for the dress and hat, why, 1 feel
quite sure they are NINE"
did you ever pose for a picture,
then?" asked.
"Pose for picture in that outrageous
fashiOnp I should think not"
POSSIBLY you may have been asleep
when some one trespassed," I sug.
gested.,
IF that is so, consider 1t 81 piece
of impertinence," said she, very decl.
dedly.
'".All these artist fellows have no
conscience. They think the world was
made for them alone,"I replied.
She bent over and looked in the cor.
ner Of the picture.
"Ray," she said--"Harold Rayln
while 1 started. and grew pale and
fiery in one moment, and felt that
RAY must be branded upon my fore
head. II don't like the sound Of it..
Ray--Rayl 1 can just imagine him.
A little man In velvet coat and big,
broadsbrlmmed hat. Ughl ~
l ask you frankly, could tell her at
this moment that was the guilty per.
son2
No, must put in q few words in
favor Of poor Harold Ray first.
"Ah! Did you say Ray?n asked.
"Why, Harold Ray-yes, yes--why,
he's . great friend OF mine''
"Oh, I beg your pardon IL have
said anything rude of your friend"
said she," pnnctlliously, not at all as
IL she were sorry. though. "But don't
you think yourself that it was little
too--~well, presuming Of hlm?"
| pulled my moustache and looked
critical.
"Well, I grant you that 1t was hardly
q fair thing and all that, you know"
| said, with candor; "but you must
consider the circumstances, the infor.
mality Of the place--the temptation, so
to speak. If you knew Ray am sure
you would never accuse him Of imper
tinence. tn He is certainlynot a bore,
and-and he reveres the far ssx.''
She was gazing dreamily at the pict.
ture. "and when paused she snliledl
not at all disapproyingly, and mur{
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