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

eyes-"gates, ditches-anything. I'll try
conclusions with you."
you're confident, Miss America. Do
you challenge all creation!"
mo, only you. shouldn't have .
chance with Sir Philip"
"How do you know that?" asked OAR
rell, while Roland bit his lip hard.
"They told me you were a crack rider;
and l could see by the way you rode this
morning that you were like Mexican in
the saddle. And then see what superb
horse you hayew
Roland rides twelve stone," observed
Rose; $50 lie has much more to carry than
Sir Philip"
Twelve stone against something under
one" said Sir Philip, laughing as he glanc-
cd from ROland's stalwart frame to Ilma's
fragile-looking figure. 81 should think il
good breeze caught you, lima, you would
be blown away"
"We'll prove that OH the Fells," return.
ed lima, laughing too, as they all did but
Roland little liked that there should be in
so short time SO good an understanding
between Sir Philip Darrell and lovely IL
ma Costello.
Mrs. Sabine looked from Sir Philips
striking features to Roland's, and then to
Ilma's exquisite face, and then she said to
herself
"Heayen avert that Darrell should think
too much of the child, or she of him! And
yet he is but human, and she not even
afraid"
The mother noted too how her son
watched lima and listened to her voice,
and her heart sank. Were the two men
equal in worldly fortune, or Roland the
superior, lie would have no chance of win
ming young girls affection against Sir
Philip, even if the latter should make no
deliberate attempt to conquer
The visitors were asked to stop to lunch
con, but Sir Philip declined, having prom
ised . see Miss Durnford again before he
returned to the Court; and the best part
Of the afternoon, he added, would be taken
up with accounts. lima could not stay,
because, she said with sigh, aunt Rachel
wanted to take her to call on the Rector;
and she was sorry for this, but glad Of the
good excuse for going. She would rather
be with Sir Philip Darrell.
Roland asked to accompany them to see
Hassan, and Rose included herself in the
party. lima ran races across the grounds
with Roland's big black retriever, and did
not lsin tho others till they reached the
Grange. when she came up with her hat
OF and her pale cheeks like the sunny side
Of y peach.
When Hassan had been duly admired,
and Roland and Rose had departed, lunch
eon-time was so near that Miss Durnford
urged her guest to remain for that repast.
Sir Philip hesitated, but lima interposed.
"There will be plenty of time for your
stupid accounts, Sir Philip
He laughed, and yielded.
fsThey indeed Stnni1 Aiss fall
he said, "though easy enough in them
| selves"
easy" cried lima. 81 dare say they
are to you. No doubt you can add up a
column of decimals at glance; but hate
arithmetic. | like languages, metaphys-
les, music"
"Music?" interrupted Sir Philip quick
ly. "Of course you do; but do you
play?"
"fes, 'some,' as the Yankees say"
"1ou must let me hear you on Friday.
| should beg for music to-day but that
there will not be time.
Sir Philip left almost immed iately after
luncheon, and lima accompanied him to
the door.
"YOu will come early on Fridayf" he
said, holding her hand in his.
al should like to do So" replied the girl
frankly; $50 L will hurry them up. And,
Sir Philip, please don't call me sMiss Cos
tello.'"
"No? had no right to call you Ilma,'
you know"
"Hadn't you! Why notf" asked lima
laughing, "But am glad you did; every
one else does, and 1 don't feel like Miss
anything. Auntie won't mind.
every WELL" His lips trembled for a
moment, and his hand clasped hers more
closely, as he added softly, "Good-bye,
lima"
Looking back as he rode away, he saw
her standing there, and he bowed low and
kissed his hand to her.