Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-10-04
CHAPTER VII.

This, then, was the end of all my foS ,.i dreams of Oliver Dudley! the end of tho firm, true friendship l had felt so sure would spring up between us on his returnl Had he not promised me to be my fricndI An! but that was long ago; he had forgot ten mo now, and my cheeks burned as re- membered my eager welcome and his chill ing reply.
 Sitting thus in the dark could hear the sound of music and mirth from the drawing room where, had no doubt, the family and | their guests were assembled. This did not add to my peace of mind, you may be sure. Presently Maggie burst into the room in her usual impusve fashion.
 "What, miss, sitting in the durlI?'' she cried "Why, whatever is the matter, Scar!" she continued, lighting the lamp and rSticing my wet, tangled hair and dis | ordered appearance.
 l "NOthing at all," I answered, sullcnly. ''I went out for a walk and got wet.'' "Wcll, well, that's too bad!' said good natured Maggie, seating herself on the edge of the bed, as she often did, for a fricnliy chat.
 Oh" she began, tits fine times they're | havin' in lc pIrlors this evening. There's more company come. That young gent | that was here once afore, though 1 don t | suppose you remember it, you were such a | little chick then. Well, he is been travel | in in fu"rin parts and now he is come back | They say he is no end of rich, and Miss | Ir,la, il s plain to see, is mighty anxious to | look fine in his eyes; and she does look fine, | dear, though hate to say it, she is such a | hateful piece; but she is just lovely in her | pink velvet with such lace and diamonds | glittering all over her. And Mir. Dudley, so No"ah says, brought her a jewel case, the most beautiful thing you ever scc,' went on Maggie. But you don't seem to care for hcarin' it, Miss Dorrie. Are ye ailin or any thing!"
 ''No, Maggie" l answered, drcariy, 'but my head aches and I'm going to bed soon. Don't mind ne at supper, do not want any"
 | And Maggie, seeing that did not care for her presence, finally left me alone. Then my anger blazed forth. Before Maggie's en- trance I had been trying in a blind way to find some excuse for MT. Dudley's cool and indifferent welcome to me, and was ready to believe he had not been Intentionally un- kind, only u little vcXcd nt my act of dis obedience. But now was satisfied, said. All my pride rose in arms at the thought | that should crave his friendship, which he withheld. He had come. Yes-and fairly l laughed in my bitter self scOrning - my friend, my king, my ideal hero had come, He had treated me kindly; yes, kindly us he would have treated a bcggur in tue street who had asked him for a penny. He saved you from drowning, said my conscience. As I ne WOulu nave SiiNCu l uuSNSfSu, DlC terly. His presents, his smiles, were for Irma Barrett, beautiful, rich, golden haired
 Irma Barrett, the heiress of Calcdor
 Heights. PrcposterouS then that beg
 garly dependent should aspire to the friend
 ship or regard of one so far above her. fairly loathed myself for having ever g loved or trusted him. Why did l love aF
 trust any onel Surely no one had ever re
 turned my love. Was 1 not a wretched
 founding from my birth, a cast-off wai1
 whom no one cared to own; and is il strange, I said, that when ones own par | ents forsalSe them that others should not
 feel any great inteEest or love for them: NJ
 it was not, but it made my bitter lot none l the easier to bear, to know this. sat ul
 and wrung my hands in rage and hate to ' ward every one l hated the parents wht
 had cast me off, said. l hated tho low
 bred servants 1 had been compelled to as = sociate with when my spirit told me wa
 fitted or born for better company. Blu
 above all l hated Mrs Clayton and he ' daughter, who, I always imagined, in
 vague way, stood between me and bette
 lot
 Gradually my anger subsded, and be y came calmer: but a resolve had formed il
 self in my mind, and that was that woul'
 no longer remain a dependent at Caledon;
 could certainly earn my living, now l wa
 nearly fifteen years of age. would try
 any way; any thing was better than Twin
 here, said. Iwould go at once, l woul 7 not wait to be banished to the dull farm house as knew 1 should be.
 In my fcverish eagerpess I arose an ,s gathered together my few belongings, tie d them in a bundle and then sat down L write Q note to MT. Dudley, thanking hiI = for his timely aid the evening before, bu
 telling him nothing of my intended depar