Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-05-01

| fteetWooos manner had not entirely please, l me.
 Later in the day gave Mdlle. Rosalie he siluer back-comb.
 "Oh, thank you so much l" she exclaimed "I was wondering what had become of it. :?
 Who found it2"
 Samuel Fleetwood" I replied. "AhF she said, thoughtfully; ''he Is n' friend of mine, and would do me an injur,
 If he could. But am armed now," she adde. With bright look; "you are my friend"
 Day after day passed and we heard noih
 ing more of MT. Wilmot. We wero however
 quite prepared for his arrival A suite O
 rooms was ready, and every morning
 Eunice placed fresh flowers in them heart
 her and Mdlle. Rosalie conversing about my
 uncle.
 This Mir. Wilmot," said Mdile. Rosalie
 ''is he very, very rich?" ''So papa says" replied Eunice.
 "A millionaire, perhaps?"
 Perhaps" said Eunice, laughing.
 "He must be very good, then"
 "How is that?'
 "All rich men must be. They cannot helr it."
 This was an unsophisticated view, and 1t brought smile to my own lips.
 On the Wednesday in the following week the three ladies and were standing on the lawn in front of the house. MT. Mortlock was absent, and we were not sorry.
 "Papa," said Eunice, "is MT. Wilmot ever coming? He seems to have forgotten his promise"
 "Mr. Wilmor never forgets promise, Eunice," I said.
 As spoke we all turned our heads in the direction of the gates, being attracted by the sound of animated voices and footsteps and came in view-Mr. Mortlock. and an old gentleman leaning on his arm. knew my uncle instantly, although saw at glance that he had aged since we last met, and hastened to meet him.
 Have l taken you by surprise, Nephew Richard2" he asked (he had always addressed me thus).s"But Friend Mortlock" knew was coming by this train."
 A pang of modification shot through me. Why had "Friend Mortloc xGnown, and net IF Why was he the chosen one2 I concealed my modification, however, and expressed my delight at seeing him. He hooded and nodded-he was little spare man, with not an ounce ot superfuous flesh on his bones, and his head seemed to be set on springs and shook hands with me cordially. and greeted my wife and kissed her, and then holding Eunice's two hands in his, kissed her also.
 "The privilege of old age, my dear" he said. "And you are Eunice! You have grown into very lovely young woman. We shall be the best of friends-the best of friends. You have pretty place here. Nephew Richard, and 1t is we'll looked after. That is what I like to see. I beg your pardon.'
 These last words were in reference to Mdlle. Rosalie, who stood little in the back ground. I introduced her.
 "How do you do-how do you do2" he said. holding at her as he had nodded at us. Once set going, it seemed difficult for him to stop. enormand-Lenornand. know family of that name in Versailles. Any rela- tion?"
 'I have no relations, sir" said Mdlle Rosalie, adding. with glance at me, 'out of England"
 Indeed, indeed" he said "no relations out of England? Nephew Richard, want to walk through your grounds, but first wish PASSO MT. Mortlock, who came forward with a despatch box which had observed that he was carrying. "Thero is money in it. Nephew Richard. I never travel without money It is the open sesame everywhere, even among savages, my dear"-this to Eun:cc. 'I have seen many, and it Is sur- prising how quickly they learn the value of 
 "Your rooms are ready, sir" said, "Will you see them now?"
 "At once-at once. Garry the box for me. No, do not trouble, my dears. Nephew Richard and will go alone; we will reioin you presently"
 We went up to his rooms together, and was glad to hear him say that they were pleasantly situated.
 ':I hope you will make long stay with us," said.
 "That depends-that depends. Let me thank you now for your courtesy to nv friend Mortlock. He is full of your praises : of yours and your good faInily's. A charm ing gentleman-an exceptionally charming gentleman. Do you not think SOP"
 To please him I replied, in as cheerful n voice as I could command, that MT. Mort ock was a charming gentleman.
 ''That is as it should be--as.it should be. have great regard for him, the greatest re- gard. I knew that you would be great friends. Place the box there there, by the side of my bed, at the head. | That is the spot. Thank you. Now We will 1 90 down to the ladies'" With polished politeness he offered niy wife | md Eunice each an arm, and we all strouea | through tho grounds, at the beauty of wh .ch | 10 expressed himself much gratihed. Samuel | Fleetwood approached us. "Here is faithful servant, sir, said, beck | oning to Fleetwood, "who will wait upon you | md attend to youf wishes while you remain | with us. We thought it likely you might l ,ome without valet" "I have-I have." said MT. Wilmot "I discharged my scoundrel only yesterday; he | lad been with me fifteen years. and dis charged him at a moments notice. Disre- ,arded my orders, the scoundrel! Away he | yent-to the right about. Had he not diso ,eyed me should have provided for him. I | m not tho best-tempered man in the world: D-.- f,:I r