Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1891-08-20
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don't see why a little foolish pride on
either side should be the ruin OF two
loving hearts,"
She felt easier when the letter was
actually gone, though she was greatly
troubled in her mind in thinking OF
what Lumley would do. She knew him
so we'll, land she was dreadfully afraid.
And yet surely, surely, he would never
be so silly as to sacrifice his LIES happl'
ness for the sake of something he had
said in the soreness of knowing that he
had been rejected.
The next day came and went by
such a long, long day. Jock Airlie
spent most of it in fishing, and Mrs.
Jock wandered restlessly about the
place, going in and out like proverbial
dog in fair. She was like being
possessed. She could not rest or settle
TO anything and indeed she spent more
time at the gate at the end of the long
drive watching for a telegram from
East Court than at any other time she
would have believed possible. But there
was no telegram from Lumley, and at
last the long day came to an end and
they went to bed once more.
There will be letter tomorrow, "
said Mrs. Jock confidently.
But the morrow came and there was
no letter. II wonder why he has not
written-it's not like him." the little
woman cried impatIently to her lord.
sin devil of wax, l should think, "
said Jack wisely. "He can be, you
know"
| ssD4 l. Loo oovar haap with mo ~
she said dolefully.
| "You never managed to make com
plete hash of his love-atfairs before,
Jock rejoined.
Mrs. Jock flared up instantly. "Jock,
you really are horrd," she cried almost
in tears again. 81 never knew anyone,
never, who could say the horrid blunt
brutally truthful things that you can.
And do think it unkind Of you when
YOU know Pm wretched and miserable
about il"
''Poor little woman, wouldn't worry
myself if l were you," Jock returned
easily. 'Old George will have himself
to blame if he dosen't come back. If he
really wants the girl, you bet he will,
too-be an awful ass If he dOesn't!'
''You are so unsympathetic!" Mrs.
Jock cried, stamping her. foot in dis
tress.
Jock could not help laughing.
''My sweet little soul, I'll be sympa-
thetlc enough if you'll tell me how to
/ be-" he said soothingly. 81 think you're
all making a great fuss over nothing.
You could hardly have heard from
George yet"
Hardly have heard! Why / wrote
on Monday and sent the letter up by the
afternoon train," she cried. Il ought
to have had telegram the first thing
on Tuesday morning, and here it is
Wednesday afternoon, and I've not had
the very smallest sign. think it's hor-
rid and exceedingly rude to mel
80 it is, my dear. I'd slate him well
when you do get speech of him again."
But Lumley did not seem inclined to
let any of them get speech of him again.
Thursday morning came but the post
brought no letter from him, aud Mrs.
Jock got more and more wretched and
We're Nugent's pale face grew paler and
paler, and the black rings round her
eyes darker and darker.
Airlie an hour or so after breakfast
''rll run up to Town and see old George
and talk the sulky old bear into reason
and bring him down with me to din
ner."
Mrs. Jock jumped up and flung her
arms around her lords neck. 'Oh! you
old darling, do love YOU" she cried
''you always do think Of the right thing
to say and do when one is at ones wits
end. Now l shall have my mind put at
rest-and assure you, Jock, I've been
nearly out of it the last few days"
II believe you" returned ock quietly.
"Then look here here, you'd better not
tell We're that I'm going to town at all
-eh? I'll wire to you to say what
time you can meet me, and whether Pm
coming alone or not"
But you are not to come alone" i'm
peratively.
mot if l can help it, of course not,
but if Lumley's dining out tonight he
cannot throw lady over"
"Ohi no-no."
You'll drive me over with the pony,
eh!"
''Of course, l will"
II WONDER" laughingly, whether
you'll be able to keep my whereabouts
q secret all day?"
"Why, yes, of course, shall"
And so she did, With light excuse
to We're for not taking her, she got into
the smart little trap and drove her hus-
band away from the house. And all
the way along she never ceased giving
him instructions as to the course he
had better take if George was obstinate
and would not listen TO reason.
Leave it to me, little woman" he
suggested when at last they came with
in sight of the station. There's 10th.
ing like acting on the spur of the mo-
ment, and don't want to be logged by
a hundred and one instructions that
shall not half remember. You just
leave it to me and go quietly home and
eat a good lunch and make We're do the
same. I'll do the best can, you may
rely on that"
Eyes, l know you will, dear Jock
Good luck go with you," she returned
She waited to see the train go ahead
and TO wave Jock a final adieu as il
passed, and then she turned the pony:
head toward home. The pony was 8
lazy little beast, sturdy as only Welsh
pony ever is, and fat as pig. He
stopped two or three times to take 6
snack by the wayside and had got sew
eral mouthfuls before his absent-mindeC
little mistress realized the position oil
affairs, and sent him bustling along or
his legitimate business with but scani
mercy.
,'Oh, dear, dear, I do wonder what
luck Jock will have" she unused, as the
fat little pony hustled along.
Meantime Vera Nngent was sittinr