The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1889-10-06

sQubles. nave Dee1 negieCLlllg DSubeIeu kuE
/ me, and that papa has taken out tho children
for their afternoon walk, so that am free to
amuse myself as list and "look melancholy"
over my, freedom, as Capt. Glyn says when
4 he suddenly overtalxes me in my solitary con-
stitutional.
I ''Mr. Clifford has taken the children" 1
say pettishly.
''And are not you thankful should have
thought you would be delighted to get rid OF
4 the little plaques. Why, they are always
/ plastered to your side.n
''Indeed they are not" l cry. "They used
/ to be, but now they are quite-quite glad to
go TO their papa 1t is very"-- and hero
choke and try to wink away something misty
in my eyes.
4And sou are jealousla exclains Carr.
jealous about couple Of tiresome bratsl l
wish to heaven were in their shoes for one
half hour. Why, you ought to bless old Cliff
ford for his paternal affection"
"He is not SO DID," say resentfully.s ''He
is only 41.n
''And therefore old in comparison with my
self Of rs and you of 81"
How do you know my ages"
George told me. Please don't look so in
4 dignant. can't help your pupils condolences.
But l must say YVES glad to hear it,"
LuuSD say cdil'b guess why
I "After that solemn age young lady is out
I Of leading strings, and is free to be as I'M
/ worldly and happy as she pleases. ] like
/ freedom
Capt. Glyn's voice is merry, but his eyes
are not. Their blue depths are looking into
mine with a tender, anxious expression.
Somehow l can't answer by reason of flut-
ter in my throat. Also my face has turned
scarlet, and all of sudden it flashes on me
that the rector's guest has no business to be
walking with the rector's governess.
II am going home now say, stopping
abruptly. $50 good-by for the present.
/ ''Good-byi and Nhys I am going home,
| too.n
''No you were going to the hall.p
II have changed my mind; like being
with you better"
"But do not like iEn
"Again whyp
because = because I don'tr rather
/ lamely).
do bore you so dreadfuIly thenau
"No, not at all; but 1 don't think Mrs.
Peveril would be pleased
sHang Mrs. Peveril What could she say
but that am happier with you than with
any one else, and would fain snatch every
minuten-- n
"Capt Glyn, don't talk in that way,
pleasen
am hurrying on quickly now. He over
takes, and puts his hand on my arm
Miss Leslie" he says, ''why are you so
cruell Am not unfortunate enough, that
you grudge me even the few precious mo-
ments of your society which makes life bear
ableg'
"Unfortunatel Your
eyes; don't you know9 All, Miss Leslie
Marion, let mo call you SO once-can't you
pity me at least for my folly, if folly it is, in
loving you, and"---
miss Leslie! Papa, Iknewed it was Miss
Lesliel Do stopln
Tt is Georges voice, and it comes through
break in the hedge under which we are
walking. look up with q start and SEQ, on
the other side, Mr.. Clifford with Dollie in his
arms and George by the hand Even in that
moment of agitation / think how ill, how
awfully ill and worn be is looking, somewhat
as he did in that terrible tImo after Mrs.
Clifford's death, more than year ago; but
though I try to say sornething-wha I
hardly know-in my confusion, he does not
look at me; he looks at Capt Glyn, and to
him he says:
II thought you had gone to the hGA
Carrs"
WAS on my way there, but met Miss Les
lie hurrying home Alone and thought had
better see her safe to the gate. So many
tramps about just now.'
''Thank you Now have met you how
ever, will take care of Miss Leslie myself
hope she will never be in want of protec-
! ton under my roof"
There is something stern, almost menacing
4 in my masters tone; it makes me tremble in
stinctively. Capt. Glyn, who, of course, is
not SO foolish, merely helps me through the
hedge squeezing my hand at the same
time, for which | should like to box
4 his ears, lifts his hat and departs
trudge on at Mr.. Clifford's side, and feel wo-
fully inclined to cry. 1t is a miserable walk,
4 and my masters grave, constrained efforts at
4 talking make it worse Once Dollie bursts
/ out, ''Lelly, does Cuthin Carr love 90
welly"- but is peremptoriy checked, and
after that a terrible silence falls--a silence
80 terrible that it makes even this little COW
1 ard desperate. As wo near the porch, and
Mr.. Clifford gives Dollie over to her nurse,
say hoarsely:
sMay l spealzsto you, sir2'
| For tho first time he looks at me, keen,
searching look, half pain, half relief; then he
says very gently:
"Assurcdly you may. Come with me-"
I and leads the way to the library. The sun is
setting in haze of golden fire behind the
/ dusky, purpled line of woods on BiInam hills.
I A gentle breeze comes in at the open window,
cooling my hot face, rumpling the papers on
the writing table, and laden with sweet
scents of faint, red clover and fresh cut hay.
/ l, in my white dress and straw hat, am in
the shadow; but my masters noble counter
ance and tall, bent figure are all gilded by
one last ray of deep red gold. A bee is softly
hurnming among the feathery sprays of Gle
mats at the window; and far away hear
the general tinlSle of G cattle bell among the
river meadows. Says my master kindly;
"Well, my dear2'
''If you please, may go away for little
horne l meanl want to co. That is
just how blurt it out. eau do it no other
way, my eyes are too full.
| Mr. Clifford looks at me anxiously; but he
only says: Certainly you may. Do you
mean at once?n
"Yes--that is, if-if you can spare ne.n
A little while ago would not have asked
it; but how coolly be grants my request.
After all, am nothing to him OF any one
save this soldier boy.
1--WE will spare you if you wish it," and
then he makes pause. Is this to be ala
/ Not quito. AS move restlessly, uncertain
! whether to go or STAY he goes on: