The Grenada sentinel., 1889-10-12

kissed them with a graceful, Old
World courtesy, which was pleasant to
see. Frank is fishing, OF course, but
he will be back early What an age.it
is since we metz
ut is long time. indeed" Jerome
answered in his low, rich voice, "but
looking at you, Florence, lam inclined
to think that it is five months, and not
five years, which have elapsed since l
went to West Point"
wait till you see my boys" she
said, laughing. as she turned to greet
the young collegian with pleasant,
cordial courtesy-and the two gentle
men followed her into the hall. state
ly apartment in keeping with the ex-
terror Of the mansion. "Most OF my
lady guests have driven over to Ham
by's Head" Mrs. Hurlton said, as she
led the way across the marble pave
ment towards one OF the many doors
which opened into the hall; miss
Viner and l are alone. Mr.. Edgerly.
! have good news for you; Miss Dusan
is coming tomorrow.
AS she spoke she pushed open a door
leading into pretty, dainty, rather
asthetlc-looking room, where tea was
waiting, and which at first seemed to
be unoccupied, but as the door opened
lady who was standing by the open
window, turned slowly round and came
towards them, holding out her hand
to Mr.. Edgerly with smile. which did
not blind him to the sudden CLEAN OF
intense. eager admiration which
flashed into Lieutenant Fleetwelrs S
eyes as they rested upon her face,
She was very beautiful-there could
hardly be two opinions upon that
point She was small, though Queen
like; and her dress of some soft cream
colored material, which fell around
her in soft folds, showed the beauty
of a figure which was nothing less than
perfect.
Lieutenant Fleetwell-Miss Viner,"
said Mrs. Hurlton, quietly, and Miss
Viner bowed slightly, while the faint
est tinge of pink rose in her fair face
as she met Lieutenant Fleetwell's
eager, dark, admiring eyes.
Hurlton Top was one of the very
pleasantest !houses in the county tc
stay at, for the hostess exercised the
greatest discretion and judgment in
the choice of her guests, and spared
no pains to make their visit an enjoy
able one. Mrs Hurlton was, like
many another happy wife, match
maker at heart.
1t very soon became apparent tc
some of her lady visitors that thell
pretty hostess had designs against the
peace of mind of her husbands cousil
and Fred Edgerly smiled to himsel
as he saw how hopelessly and ire
trievably in love his friend had fallen
with Miss Viner before many days hat
elapsed.
September drifted into October. Or
smooth lake some little distance
from the house. an idle boat with ldl
oars was floating down with the cur
rent. The moonlight played at viii
on the placid breast of the lake.
Such the picture had one been a mer'
spectator to the mimic scene-but t.
the two actors surroundings were los
sight of-they thought only OF them
selves.
Mocking the silver moon, when the,
glanced upward, they could see acros
the lake and through the trees tn
twinkling lights of Hurlton Top an
hear the merry voices and gay laugh
ter of the group on the bank fror
which they had just escaped. Arc
smiles had passed between its men
bers as they had seen Dorothy Vine
and Jerome Fleetwell stroll off arm
arm to where the little boat wa
: mOored.
The women had almost ceased to b
Jealous of Dorothy-or to ask wher
r Law her charm. When she exercise
4 her fascinations men bowed before he
D first from necessity, then fro1
: choice,
t But though her victims were coun
= less she was twenty-four and Do
othy Viner still. However, tn
It time she had encountered Cher lit
/ sister said) foeman worthy OF hi
a steel. What she was among me
r Jerome Fleetwood was among wome
II Therefore, seeing these two brougl
d beneath the same roof and throw
| into daily intercourse, rumor was ri
It and speculation awaited results wi
bated breath. Meanwhile the lit
d boat floated calmly on the surface
the lake.
. "Miss Viner!-Dorothy"
> It was the first word either had
10 tered in full ten minutes. She look
!" quickly up at the speaker. The whl
IA knit scarf thrown carelessly upon h
dark hair, out from which peered t
to beautiful pale face, lent her some
a the moons mystic charm, but met
o. ING the earnest gaze of the dark, ma
netic eyes bent upbn her, hers fell
an instant. Then, as though asham
l. of the momentary weakness, ags
shot questioning LOOK into Lieute
+o ant FleetwelIs face.