San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1889-10-21


bears them no good will; moreover, Oar.
rell himself is fur too naughty to regard the
hatred Of interiors.
lima however persisted in appealing to
Sir Philip. He laughed.
"Your wish would be enough" he said
calamity, even, il had any objection; and
1 have not indeed. There is Job Heston
ut the door, and Zeph feeding chickens
outside"
Yes, there stood Job Heston, with fold
ed arms, leaning against the door, and
watching the advancing riders scrutinis-
ingly, or rather watching Sir Philip and
lima, for the horses were coming up the
river bank all abreast ut an easy trot, IL
ma riding between Darrell and Roland.
job Heston's gypsy descent was plainly
marked OH his face, and it was not pleas
ant face; the brows were heavy, the lips
thick, and the eyes sinister. Zeph too
had ceased from her occupation, and also
watched the riders. She knitted her brows
and clenched her hands under her apron
as she looked from the young Squire to
lima.
"What am | to herr" she muttered.-
"But, if the Dark Darrell fancies her, she
would love him rather than Roland Sabine.
Who would not except for the curse"
"Zeph" said Job suddenly, startling
the girl from her angry thoughts.
"Yes, father"
"They are coming here. suppose they
want to show the foreign missy the Weir
Mill. Pll lay it she knows the story long
ago! Ha, ha"
"Of course, father; yet whas if she
should not heed and marries Sir Philip"
"It's never Sir Philip will marry l
wot," returned the miller grimly, "unless
he takes his wife home between now and
st. Bartholomew; for the floods will be
out, and he has but a few days more OF
life"
"Fatber," said Zeph, turning pale,
"why should it be this timer"
"Bah, girl! See-the foreign missy
rides Zuleika, the choicest mare in the
Court stable. DO you think Sir Philip
will leave Scarth Abbot? Not he! IT'S
his fate that keeps him here; and, II he
said to-day, that he would leave, should
know it could not be. Be sure Sir Philip
will never see gray hairs, and . stranger
will reign at Court before the trees are
BARE"
But Zeph was woman and grieved for
the handsome and winning Lord of the
Manor.
The riders came on and drew up before
the Mill, and Sir Philip, ever courtly,
raised his hat to Zeph, as she ran forward
curtseying, and asked smilingly il Miss
Costello might look over the Mill.
"Surely, Sir Philip, and WELCOMED" re-
piled Zeph, stealing glance at Roland
But Roland was looking at lima; and Zeph
hated lima.
Then Hest0n came out, and, as politely
as he could, offered to show the young lady
over the Mill. Rose and jamie remained
in the saddle, but Sir Philip and Roland
accompanied lima; and JOB, who was hab-
itually saturnine, showed the girl all over
the quaint old place.
"May as well see it while ye can,
missy" he said presently, as they passed
up from the lower toward the upper floors.
fThe old Mill hasn't long to last, rll war
rant"
"Pooh, Heston ~ observed Roland. at
will stand good deal yet"
"No, it won't, Mr.. Sabine; the founda-
tions are less secure than you'd think, 1
know. They have been repaired more
than once in my time. But, if it will be,
it will be, and when it will be-" And job
closed his mouth after that for fully ten
minutes. -
''It looks dismal somehow, and makes
me think Of the story OF Bishop Hattie and
the rats" said lima, in German, to Sir
Philip.
"There is something eerie and uncanny
in the very air Of Scarth Abbot, | think !"
replied Darrell. "Iou must wish you had
never come here, lima. Shall we leave
the MILF"
"Oh, no, please; | want to see all over
it! But, Sir Philip, 1 don't like its own
er."
"Nor |; il he were not miller, he
would be quite equal to the role Of u MUIR
derer."
"Do you mean that"
"Fully. l am not testing; and he may
play that part yet"
lima shuddered, and instinctively drew
nearer to her companion. sac remember
ed his words afterwards.