Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1890-01-27

mence She holds ont her hands to him.
''You are my one comfort, " she whispers
brokenly.
They do not hear the doo open, and in
deed she is sti1 in his arms when Mrs
Brands voice falls on their ears.
is this what you call taking a little
~rest'f'' she asks, with deep reprO2ch.
There is, however, nc anger in her tones
III looks too sad, too depres led for any
open demonstrations OF annoyance.
Mrs. Brand" says Massareene, adj
vancing eagerly toward her. you know
how it is with me ard Millicent. You
must have known for q long time. Now
that this unhappy affair has left her once
again her own mistress, do not refuse to
let me plead my cause"
Mrs. Brand has sunk into a chair.
"You are very persistent" she says,
tapping her fingers upon the table near.
because l am very much i'll love"
"And Millicent?'
81 dare to hope that she-has found
some room in her heart for me-"
''Lct her speak for herself, = says Mrs.
Brand, with a faint touch of Impotence.
''WeIl, NIilliccnt, how is it with your"
Il owe him, auntie," says Miss Grey
dcmurcly. 81 can't help that, can 1?
And-I wouldn't if 1 could! He is not
rich, of course, but money isn't every
thing. I have been very dutiful up to
this. That yOu must How"
She says nothing of the secret passages
between her and Massareene, and of the
determination lately come to, to defy
the world of relations for his sake.
"Oncc you chose for me''-
She pauses. Mrs. Brand signs.
''That choice was not altogether
happy
Still Mrs. Brand is silent.
81 think perhaps if 1 were to choose for
myself this time, it would be better"
At this her aunt rouses herself.
Il had hoped to see yOu make a great
alliance" sic says r~2ournfully. "You,
with Your fortune, anG-and that unfortu-
nate yong man, with his prospect of IN
carlo 1m. All is shattered now Every
thin, is at an end. But still there would
be q brilliant future before you if
81 shall not give up Gerald" says Mil
licent, drawing back from her somewhat
coldIy. you and Uncle Timothy can
leave your money to whom you will; 1
shall certainly marry Gerald"
MasSarccne, coming forward, takes her
hand and lifts it to his lips. There is a
great warmth and glGdness in the gaze
he directs at Mrs. Brand.
Perhaps she gives it its value. So true,
so unmcrcenary a love as this is not to be
despised in the money w~orshiping world
in which she moves.
"Of course, if you have quite made up
your mind" she says with hesitation,
looking at Millicent. There is something
new and beautiful in the girls face that
attracts her. Love has trGnsigured it,
After all it may be best for her darling to
abjure ambition and cleave only to V
''You Will be good to her, Gerald?" she
says in a low voice.
Nassarcane, who is looking grave, re-
CARDS her earnestly.
II shall always love her," he says, eff
that is what you mean!"
"You give your consent, auntie?' asks
TIillicent, l1neeling on the carpet beside
her and accomplishing her with her arms.
eyes. Ny meddling resulted in SO dire
a failure 1 dare not try It again. L am
glad you have chosen q man who, if poor,
is at least one who l believe will make
you happy. One, too, whom l like and
esteem. All! my dear to be able to re-
spect your husband is a great matter.
Gerald! see that she can always do that.
And as for your uncle Timothy, darling,
I think I shall be able to arrange him"
She stoops forward and kisses Millicent
fondly.
"And now where am I to go?" says the
poor in a melancholy tone. Il
left the morning room because l felt sure
that Duran wanted to come to an under
standing with Nadine, and now you two
lovers are wishing NEWELL, any where
out of this"
"Nonsensel We shall never wish for
your absence" cries Millicent tenderly.
"Stay with Us always, just as long as
ever you like, dear mother mine!"