Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1890-06-19
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went Whatever happens, Honoria and
must part. have done with her.
He had, indeed, though not in the way he
meant. 1t would have been well for Honoria
II her husbands contempt had not prevented
him from summoning her from her pleasure.
The cook came up, and between them
brought the child back To life.
She opened her eyes and smiled. 'sls that
YOU daddy" she whispered, ''or do dreams"
Eyes. dear, it is L.
"Where has you been, daddy-to see Aunt
Beatricein
Eyes, love, he said, with gasp.
'Oh, daddy. my head do feel funny; but
don't mind now you is come back You won't
go away no more, will you, daddyi"
mo, dear, no more.n
After that she began to wander little,
and finally dropped into a troubled sleep.
Within half an hour both the doctor and
the nurse arrived. The former listened to
Godfrey S tale, and examined the child
''She may pull through it, he said; ''she
has got a capital constitution; but I'll tell
you what it is-f she had lain another min
ute in that draught there would have been
an end of her. You came in the nick of time.
And now, if ] were you, should go to bed.
You can do no good here, aud you look dread
fully i'll yourself
But Godfrey shook his head. He said he
would go downstairs and smoke pipe. He
did not want to 60 TO bed at present; he was
too tired
Meanwhile the ball went on merrily. Lady
Honoria never enjoyed herself more in her
life. She reveled in the luxurious gayety
around her like butterfly in the sunshine
How good it all was--the flash Of diamonds
the odor of costly flowers the homage Of
well bred men, the envy of other womenl
Oh, it was delightful world after all-that
Is, when one did not have TO exist in fiat
near the Edgeware road But, heaven be
praisedl thanks TO Geoffrey's talents, there
was an end of flats and misery. After all, he
was not bad sort of husband, though in
many ways perfect mystery to her. As for
his little weakness for the Welsh girl, really,
provided that there was no scandal, she did
not care twopence about it.
Yes, | am so glad you admire it. think
it is rather ance dress, but then | always say
that nobody in London can make dress like
Nine jules Oh, no, Godfrey did not choose
it, he thinks of other things"
'Well, TN sure you ought TO be proud Of
him, Lady Honoria,n said the handsome
guardsman TO whom she was talking; 'they
say AT IneSS LuuI ne Oit VI lIc NltN ittu
in England only wish | had fifteth part
of his brains.
"Oh, please do not become clever, Lord At
leigh; please don't, or | shall really give you
up Cleverness is all very well, but it isn't
everything, you know. Yes, | will dance, IL
you like, but you must go slowly; TO be quite
honest, am afraid of tearing my lace in this
crush. Why, declare, there is Garsington--
my brother, you know and she pointed to
small, red haired man who was elbowing his
way toward them. II wonder what he wantsi
1t is not at all in his line to come to balls.
You know him, don't youl He is always rae
ing horses, like you
But the guardsman had vanished. For
reasons of his own he did not wish to meet
Garsington. Perhaps he, too had been
member of a certain club.
sob, there you are, Honoria, said her
brother. Il thought should be sure TO find
you somewhere in this beastly squash. Look
here, have something to tell you
GOOD news or badF' said Lady Honoria,
playing with her fan. IF it is bad, keep it,
for l am enjoying myself very much, and
don't want my evening spoiled.
"Trust you for that, Honoria; but look
here, it's jolly good; about as good as can be
for that prig of husband of yours What
do you thinkl That brat of boy, the son Of
old Sir Robert Bingham and the cook or some
one, you know, Isl
sNot dead-not deadln said Honoria, in
deep agitation.
"Dead as ditch water replied his lord
ship Il heard it at the club There was
lawyer fellow dining with somebody there,
and they got talking about Bingham, when
the lawyer said: Oh, he's Sir Godfrey Bing-
ham now. Old Sir Roberts heir is dead.
saw the telegram myself.
''Oh. this is almost too good to be true"
said Honora. "Why, it means eight thou
sand ear to us. y
"a told you it was pretty good" said her
brother You ought TO stand me a com
mission out of the swag. At any rate, let's
60 and drink to the news. Come on, it's time
for supper, and I'm awfully done. ! must
screw myself up
Lady Honoria took his arm. As they
walked down the wide, flower hung stair they
met a very great person indeed coming up.
''Ah, Lady Honoria," said the great per-
son, 81 have something to say that will please
you, Think" and he bent toward her, and
spoke very low, then, with a little bow,
passed on.
''what is the old boy talking aboutl" asked
her brother.
why, what do you thinkl We are in
luck's way tonight. He says that they are
offering Godfrey the under secretaryship Of
the home Office
''He1l be bigger prig than ever now,
growled Lord Garsington. Eyes, 1t is luck,
though; let us hope it won't turn"
They sat down to supper and Lord Gar
sington, who had already been dining, helped
himself pretty freely to champagne. Before
them was silver candelabra, and ON each of
the candles was fixed little painted papeV |
shade One Of them got wrong, and foot
man tried to reach over Lord Garsingtonis
head and put it straight
''I'll do it, he said.
''No, no; let the man. said Lady Honoria. |
Look it is going to catch fireln
NONSENSE he answered, rising solemnly
and reaching his arm toward the shade. As
be touched it, it caught fire; indeed, by
touching it he caused it to catch fire. He
seized hold of it, and made an effort to put it
out, but it burned his fingers.
Curse the thingI" he said aloud, and threw
il from him. Il fell flaming in his sisters