San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-11-21

trying, yainly, to fiirt with Mona, but her
manner was so chilling that he, too, bowed
and departed.
CHAPTER Xv.-AN OLD ACQUAINTANCE.
Mona did not find life at Contrexeville
by any means eXhilarating. Uncle Sandy
seemed to have taken complete possession
of his niece, and was indeed more amiable
aGd affectiOnate toward her than he had
ever been before to any creature.
AT the first moment of recognition, Mona
was displeased to find that Everard and
Lord Fitzallan were to be their "compan-
ions of the Bath" But it was very anus.
ing to her to see how profoundly gratified
that stern republican Uncle Sandy was by
being associated as a family connection
with the great grdHdCeS of the season.
Sheer as he might at ''yOn puir feckless bit
OF lord" in his absence, he was always
placidly content to hobble along with Mona
between himself and the elderly young
man in public places.
To Everard he was more deferential.
That gentleman's good-humored, unflinch-
ing Indifference to the feelings of his fell
low-creatures filled him with awe. There
was no knowing what he might say next,
while the fearlessness with which Mona
crossed rapiers with him excited his ad-
miration. Yet Everard was always ready
to talk with her, and even tried, with the
obstinacy for which he was remarkable,
to get her away from her uncle to walk
with him.
This degree of attention woke Uncle
Sandy's suspicious, for, as is not unusual
in Scotchmen, he was disposed to attribute
oil ind IN ha of
of humanity.
Tell me, noo," he said one exceedingly
warm afternoon, as they sat in his room
"tell me, was it because o. one cousin ye
refused the others"
GLOW do you mean, Uncle SandyH
"Eh! you understan' well enough. Is It
because you luve young Everard you re-
fused KENNETH"
Love BERTHE Everard! Do you think any
human being loves him, except, perhaps,
his mother?n
"How can ken? He is Draw, out
spoken Gallant"
HE is brutally Indifferent to everyone's
feelings. Were l obliged to marry either,
should certainly prefer Kenneth"
"Then what for should you refuse him'"
Because do not intend to marry him"
do you know that it will go hard wi
me before l ever consent to your marrying
ony either mon'"
well, shall not trouble you, uncle. I
shall never marry Kenneth"
"Then, Mona, am sair at heart to say
it, but I'll no count you as my daughter"
"Oh, yes, you will, uncle! You could not
do without me!'
Not weel. Yet I'd try, if you set your
face against doing what want you to do.
Has Kenneth written to YEP" s.
"No; then have not written to him"
"Well, do, like good lassie."
ooh, yes, uncle; l will write to him."
In the evening Everard called and asked
Mona to take a stroll with him.
The walked along path leading into the
woods in silence for few minutes. At
length Mona asked
"And what does Evelyn sayi'
ooh, nothing particular. She is still in
FOOLS paradise. They are not going to
Strathairlie, because they want to show Off
the son and heir in Cumberland. They
are to have a large party, and want me to
go; but that is impossible. l must look
after Fitzallan; and that brings me towhat
l want to say. Don't run away with the
notion you can marry Fitzallan."
MARRY Fitzallan!" repeated Mona,
amazed. "What an extraordinary idea!'
mot at all Don't fly off at a tangent.
OF course it is perfectly natural you should
try to get good settlement. 1t would be
famous match; but l can't allow itp'
Mona paused, leaned against tree, and
laughed heartily.
eff could keep my countenance, should
be angry with you, Bertiel The determin-
alton people seem to have that shall marry
some one or other is absurd"
But l am determined you shall not
marry Fitzallau. Don't you know that.
after him, my father is heir to the earldom,
and after him your humble servant. Now
Fitz was born an idiot, and hasn't i'm
proved his brains by hard drinking. His
father Lord Lynebridge, won't give him
penny. Someone has to go about with
him. or he would destroy himself in few
months. He proposes for every woman he
meets. We had an awful row last April
with a girl at a luncheon-bar at Willesden
or Ealing, or some such place. He is a
harmless creature, but his father will not
give him sou, and he does not want him
to marry 1t would be a splendid match
for you, but you see he has been so queer,
l believe we could break it, so it will not
do to attempt such hazard"
Listen, BERTHE. What have you ever
seen in me to induce you to think of warn
ing me in this insulting manner? Marry
Lord Fitzallan! Why, l would almost
rather" she paused and looked at her kins.
man from head to foot, 81 would almost
rather marry yOu"
"Well, you speak plain enough"
Eyes. l will always speak to you in your
own style. What are you-any of you, to
meR 1 want nothing from you. ! can
supply my own wants, and have not the
smallest ambition to belong to you in any