The Sunday morning news., 1891-12-27
the rest of us.

| DOnC you seer lie Us UtuUty III tOIe.
"I hope you are mistaken;" and
glanced uneasily at my young neighbors,
who were too much absorbed in their
own conversation to heed that between
the marquis and myself.
"That is impossible. He raves to me
about her. 1t is very pretty, too-a per-
feet idyl, all poetry and romance; eternal,
Interchangeable aud all that boyish nom
sense. We older men know better. But
monsignore will be here soon, and he
will look after him."
"Who is monsignore?"
'The archbishop of Toledo, his guar
dian. He has been here, but some dio-
cesar matter called him home. He will
be back anon, and then the count will
dine at home. AS to that, he does now,
and delicious dinners they are, too. He
only makes a pretense of eating here,
just to have chance to see his little
divinity"
"He was here when we came"
"True, but only for a day or two while
his house was put in order. The house
is well worth seeing-one of the fineston
the Corso. 1t is not open to strangers,
but if you would like to see it.
Certainly not" interrupted, little
irritably, the more so from the conscious
ness of having been somewhat careless
chaperon. l was coming sharply up to
the line of duty now, at all events.
''Helen," said I when we rose from the
dinner table, edo not go into the parlor
now. Come into my room a little while,
please.-Well, Helen," resumed when
we were seated by the pleasant window,
81 have seen so little of you for a week
past that you must hs We great deal &c
tell me-"
81 do not know" she .eplied. 81 have
been out every day with the Glenns, just
as y III arranged for me and / have beer
in the parlor il, the cs' iings, and some
times sang, and one night there was
French gentleman"--
"How about the young count? The
italian says he is very much in love witt
you. Do you know it,"
HE has told me so often enough, il
that is knowing it., with a quick, impa
tient toss of the small, graceful head.
''Oh. Helen!" cried in real distress
"and what did you say to him?"
"Why, what could say in that grea
parlor, with everybody looking on?
just hushed him up as well as could
There is the tall English girl and tina
sharp eyed Miss Donaldson, who ar,
watching us the whole time. 1t is rea
mean lis them," excitedly. "And tn,
count doesn't mind letting everybod,
know how much he admires me. Il
fact. he is proud of it, like one of the olt
knights, who used to wear their ladies
favors as openly and proudly as the,
bore their knightly banners"
''This will never do, Helen. Don
you see that this boy is not like the ga.
Frenchman that you danced with las
winter? Rene Vergniaud was man 0
the world: he could take care of himself
But this beautiful boy, with his intensit,
of feeling, his ideal passionate love-
You must not play with him." ex
claimed vehemently.
81 am not playing with him; neve
do anything to make him like me. Ell
comes and talks to me, and l just MAX
myself as agreeable to him as l can, tina
is all''
That is ALL is it, you little mischief
thought l. AS if that were not the yer.
refinement of coquetry! But prudent
ly refrained from saying it, for tempes
of hot tears began to fall, and she sol
bed, ''Oh, Nine. Fleming, 1 did not thin
Twas going to forfeit your good opinion
What can do? I can't help his likin
me. | like him too, and that makes IN
feel so badly
do you like him better than Mr., Den
ham?"
"Better than Fred?" in tone of sur
prise. "Why no, of course not; 1 hav
known Fred always"
1.-The best thing will be to tell him o
Mr.. Denham."
''Oh, no, l never cam"
Il will, then"
Don't l beseech you. We shall g