The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1890-03-09

air, caught it again as gracefully as it de-
Ecended, and, with a congratulatory word
or two to her partner, moved with him
across the shaver lawn in the direction Of
a shady seat that was hidden somewhere
among the strawberries.
Il suppose there is something in thats'
said Mrs. Travers, a pretty woman Of
about fve-and-thirty, looking after her.
and fiicking her fan deiieately in the d.
rection of the girls companion.
Impossible to say, returned Lady
Synge coldly I should be the last one
in the world to give an opinion about her
acceptance or refusal of anybody, as /
confess don't understand her in the
least. =
Considering that you are her cousin in
some sort, and that you are not devoid of
penetration, and that she lives SO much
with you, that is remarkable speech. ?
s'True however, As to her stavinr
with me- she does that justas she chooses.
She is too big an heiress to be under any
ones control, and her beauty besides
makes one little afraid Of her =
'sOr for hers''
oh, certainly not. | will do her the
Justice TO say that believe her quite equal
20 the care of herself She win not mix
herself up in any imbroglio, nor will she
marry beneath her. She has her own
interests too much at heart for thatp'
She spoke bitterly, and the other woman
east side glance at her.
ut was an unfortunate thing that that
melancholy accident put an end to Eictor's
chance, she said.
ssFIad he chance?'' Lady Syngess
face. handsome still If middle aged,
clonded perceptibly as Mrs. Trayers mem
toned her nephew's name. "A poor
baronet with only 60, 900 a year! Oh,
think not; ! give her credit for greater
prudence That she trified with him two
seasons ago III the cruelest manner, adj
NIT; but that he ever had chance of gain
ing her do not believe She is a prac-
ticed coquette, and of course he was fair
game. The more desirable in that he had
gained a character for GOODNESS before she
met him.
He was frantically in love with her,
at all events .
Eyes; / have no doubt she found him
amusing. | always tell myself how thor
oughly she must nave enjoyed the vic
tory
81 think perhaps Yen wrong her lit
tie, = said her friend graYely. There is
something in her faee-her eyes, is it-or
her MOUTH that precludes the idea of
cruelty
1T isn't worth an argument said
Lady Synge, impatiently. She would
have liked to say ssshe' instead of it, >,
but breeding forbade "My only regret is
that he should have met her before this
terrible thing befen him. Now, behind
his darkened eyes, her face lives fresh in
his memory. He cannot forget her, and
cannot forgive her, in that she has added
another grief to his already too mournful
lott
"Poor victorr'
mol Not poori Such. a word could
not apply to him. exclaimed Lady Synge,
hastily. "Any one with mind so sweet,
q heart 80 pure as his, could never be
called poorl'
Then in q breath she contradicted her
self. She folded her hands tightly in her
lap, as with the hope of suppressing her
strong emotion; a heavy sigh fell from
her, and she murmured 10 herself in a
heart broken tone: My poor feilow My
poor poor boyr'
ut was the most melancholy thing l
ever heard off, exclaimed Mrs. Travers
quickly, who was always nervous about
witnessing emotion in others, being pref
ty well case hardened herself With
such career before him, tool His COM
mission flung up, and -
ssHe felt nothing so keenly as his lost
chance OF winning that girl, " interrupted
Lady Synge, with some excitement. His
heart and soul were centered in her--nay,
are. She is the cause of all his misery.
Not all. surely. You are a little hard
on Joan She had nothing 10 do with
that miserable accident ON the hunting
field
Who shall say she hadn't Her rejec-
ton of him made him reckless in many
WAYS. OH if she had only accepted himl
But, as ] have said, he wasn't good
enough for girl so worldly wise as
she is"
ssYou would accuse her now of being
mercenary; and certainly she is not that
She refused to my knowledge many good
offers since Victor proposed to her One
of them the best last year afforded, y
mot niercenary: do not accuse her OF
that, but ambitious She is looking for
rank, no doubt heard that young man
who was playing with her just now, Lord
Durnsford, was very attentive to her last
Christmas at the Bellairs', and that she
was at least not unciyil to him. Is it
trues You go more into the world than
do; you should know
Eyes, | also heard it, said Mrs.
Travers, touch Of constraint in her
tone
WAS that why you brought him here
to-days''
Mrs. Travers flushed and bit her lips.
"Well-perhaps, she said. And II
So there was more kindness than cruelty
toward Sir Victor in such an act II
Lord Durnsford comes to the point, Joan
viii certainly accept him, as few girls
take it would refuse one of the oldest
earldoms in England with such rent roll
attached to it as he can offer. That would
put an end for ever to any wild hopes Sir
Victor still may entertain Surely that
viii be good thing for him. .
lyon overburden him with your kind
ness .
You regard it too much from one side
only said Mrs Travers warmly. "Some
thought should be given TO her. Con-
sidering the sad affection that has be-
fallen your nephew, surely it would be
better for her to marry well than TO -
She could not do better than marry
Victor, blind though he be- persisted
Lady Synge, so obstinately that Mrs
Travers. with wisdom that was hardly
to be expected OF woman. shrugged her
shoulders and Withdrew from the subject.
1t was impossible, she told herself, that
she should agree with Lady Synge. II
Joan. who was quite dear friend of hers,