San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1889-10-17
CHAPTER V.

CHAPTER V.
Goden-haired lima, walked by Sir Phil
Ups side through the sunny village and in
the shade of the tall trees of Aunt Sa-
bine's pleasure grounds. lima thought
that brief passage through the village was
"great fun it was like royal progress.
Old men, and grandmothers and young
women and children all turned out and
curtseyed to the lord of the soil, and some
blessed him in their broad dialect. He
was most gentle and affable to all, and
scattered silver among the people with
freedom that was more reckless than jill
dicious; but it struck lima, though he
showed nothing of this in his manner at
the time, that he was glad when it was all
over. He did not seem pleased, as land
lord should be, by the homage of his ten
ants. He had gone through needful Or
deal, and he breathed a sigh of relief when
he was free again.
"Heaven be praised" he said las the gates
of the Larches closed behind him and his
companion, and he had tossed some loose
coins to grinning and admiring urchin,
"that is the last"
"YOu don't care for the worship of your
subjects?" questioned lima.
Dsrrelps naughty lip curled.
"No,"h he replied and they do not care
for me. How should they? They hardly
ever see me, and we have no interests in
common. Some Of them actually believe
that have an actual understanding with
supernatural powers, because | have es-
capped drowning two or three times when
ought to have been drowned; and mine
is All accursed race. 1t will be better for
these people when some one else than
Darrell reigns at the Court. They will not
regret me, nor them"
ooh, don't-don't talk so" cried lima
passionately, moro wounded by the light
ness of her companions manner, than if he
had shown deep feeling; it WAS as though
he had schoOied himself to cynical calIous-
ness.
Darrell started violently and the blood
mounted to his very brow. He paused
fully minute before lie could speak, while
lima quickly walked Oh ahead of him to
hide the tears in her eyes and the CULVER
ing of her lips. A few strides brought
Sir Philip to her side, and he laid his hand
OH her arm.
"Mss Costello" he said .pray forgive
me. L hardly know what to say to apollo
gize enough for having panied you. 1t
never occurred to me that what | said
could affect any one more than it does N.Y.
self; | forgot that you are not callOus
man, but sensitive girl. Will you par
don my thOughtlesSness?"
"rhere is nothing that needs forgive
ness" answered lima, looking up into his
dark handsome face, which was earnest
enough now. 81 cannot help feeling sorry
81, y,,iI mad I
should always feel sorry if you never
spoke of it again"
"WOuld you!"-and he gazed so intent
ly into the girls face that her eyes fell and
her color rose.
Thus recalled to himself, Sir Philip re-
moved his hand, which had till then rest
ed on Ilma's arm, and he turned aside,
biting his lip. For the next five minutes
he did not speak, walking on silently by
the girls side, and she, her young heart
bleeding for him dared not say more, and
she did not even venture to look at him.
Sir Philip spoke again presently, but on
q different subject, asking lima if she rode.
She answered.
eyes, like an Indian"
"Then we must have some riding par
ties" said Sir Philip. "All of your cous-
ms ride well, | know; and there are some
splendid rides round here. A good gallop
over COnnaby FEELS would bring roses to
your cheeks, though they would not last,
I suppose"
lima smiled; but she did not choose to
say that she could not ENJOY that pastime,
as her aunt did not keep riding horses, and
her cousins had only those which they
themselves rode. Sir Philip however di-
vined the position at once, and added
''But perhaps your cousins have no spare
horse?"
"They have not, know" answered IL
ma; ''but dare say my uncle would let
me have one if asked him."
.That would never do; all the good
weather will be gone before you can hear
from Canada. You must let me give you
mount. Don't deny me; 1t would be
such pleasure; and there are beautiful
horses in my stables eating their heads of,
as the srooms say. You shall make your