Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1889-01-11
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nv boy, he'll win. The games his
and Charlie knows it too. Why,
he offered to bet me fifty to one
upon his chance"
Rose drew her breath quickly
A pam shot through her heart.
"ItIl be a heavy pull for him If
he's made a mistake" remarked
the other.
ale can stand it. He's got
money"
"That's according to how tel-
low lives. No chap cares to lose a
not OF tin, If he's able to gain it,"
"And he will gain it with the
Heiress," was the response. "Why,
from her first appearance, ho laid
bets heavily at the club that he
would WIN"
The speakers had been moving
round the clump of evergreens. Soon
they were out of hearing. Rose
leaned, sick and dizzy against a
tree.
And this was the man she loved
$3.50 dearly who had seemed so
honorable, so equally loving After
all. 1t was her being an heiress he
alone thought, those glances had
been but acting
mo, no. 1t can't be possible y
cried Rose. "He does love me-
Love me ~ now with indignant and
scorn. "What is that mans love
worth who can lay bets in a pnblic
club upon his power of winning its
obiecti AS if he had but to hold
up his finger for ner to come. But
he is mistaken; and," she laughed
bitterly, she will lose his bets
also the 'pOt of tim
Roses first thought was to
change her mind about riding. Bat
she had been wrought into a state
of INDIGNANT rebellion. She want
ed EstcOte to propose she want
ed by her manner to let him be.
lieve he never had had chance Of
success,
So she dressed, and with the red
rose nesting at her throat, and the
bright flush on her cheeks, looked
more than usually charming.
At least Charles thought so, and
his pulse went several degrees
faster when he reflected that he
soon should call her his.
But he was mistaken.
When Sir Martin had ridden off
alone to Burlston Place, after
awhile, as they proceeded at a
slow pace down sunny lane, he
avowed his passion, earnestly, fer.
vently, with 80 we'll acted a SINGER
itv that Rose had found it difficult
not to believe him, and to maintain
her resolve. All how dearly she
loved him.
But she recalled the conversation
she had overheard. The bets that
had been made by him who now
was addressing her with such
seeming truth, and she refused the
"honor" lie would do her.
She spoke very quietly but very
firmly. She was sorry If he had
fancied her manner had ever en-
couraged him to address her as he
had, but she had been guiltless OF
intent. He had been mistaken.
Charlie Estcote sat on his horse,
white to the lips, startled ex'
preston of intense pain in his
handsome eyes. He could not be
lieve his ears. She had encouraged
him, only as a gentleman lie could
not tell her so. lie could not say
that she, who had appeared so in
nocent, straightforward, and true,
was a cruel heartless f1irt after all
"Is this your final answer, MisI
Lyndal 2" he asked, huskily.
"It is, Mr.. EstcOte,' she replied
looking straight between he
horses ears. 81 know it is LADY,
privilege to change her mind, bu
/ am not likely to change mine"
"May | ask'-puzzled by he
manner, so different from what III
had expected, so unlike herself
"if You have any reason :"
els that a necessary question :
and looking at him, she raised he
delicate brOws slightly. 81 fee
that we should not suit each Other
that our marriage would not be
happy one. Ah v-wlth what II
tense relief she spoke it !-"her
comes papa"
Rose talked as usual during tn
ride home but on reaching he
room she flung herself into a chai
and wept as she had rarely weT
before.
"IO think how l lOyed him :" sh
sobbed. "HOw | would have die
for him. Now to learn he is III
worthy any womans love!
is toO-toO cruel y
! She managed to recover su
p fciently to descend for luncheon
and found Sir Martin alone, in
state of perfect bewilderment.
"Petw ne exclaimed, on her e
= trance, "what has happened r
y What IS 1T all about 2 EstcOte
y of, and leaves the explanation
!. you. Can you explain ?"