The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1891-02-01

DANE2'l
20, Cousin Vincent, where did you
come from? How did you get here" she
cried, coming toward him.
.r'- said Vincent, and stopped to
smile and extend his hand in response to
Gwendoline Danes rapid greeting, while
even his cool, New England blood tin
gled at sight Of the young beauty who
was holding his hand in hers, looking
with superb scrutiny into his eyes, with
which her own were level, while she
said hurriedly:
II see. You got off the train at
Queenstown. Barmore is three miles
nearer, but how should you know thatg
rode to Barmore, taking an extra
horse. Since you were not there sup
posed you had not come, and so went of
on long ride. haven't been home hall
an hour. But how tired you must be
and how hungry, and how damp. Come
to the FIRE.
She turned toward the old negro with
a gesture he apparently understood.
Supper" she said, land a fire in Mr..
N1ncentS chamber.
The dark cloth habit she wore was not
long enough to interfere with her impet-
nous movements. She wheeled big
leather chair toward the fire, the dogs
who had followed her discreetly getting
out of her way.
Sit down" she said to Vincent, in an
imperious way, to which he was certain
II not accustomed, but which he could
not refrain from admiring. SO well it
suited this superb, great, naughty" girl
who claimed his cousinship.
II am ashamed Of such scant well
come, J" she said, seating herself opposite
her guest and keeping light hold upon
the collars of the two most uneasy dogs.
my visit is purely one of business.
Miss Dane Ihad no expectation of lay
ing claim to your hospitality"
Vincent had recovered from his mo-
mentary surprise at Miss Danes beauty.
and totally ignorant as he was as to the
nature of the situation in which he
found himself, was inclined to stand
upon his dignity.
s Eyes" she said, with little sigh, Il
had no alternative but to summon you
as l did. But we viii not talk business
tonight. Tomorrow win be soon
enough"
BY this time the supper was served.
The fragrance of coffee with mountain
cream, the platter of fried trout. the
haunch of cold mutton with salad Of
brook crosses, followed by cakes and jel-
lies, was sufficient to soften Vincent's
mood His Young hostess watched him
and waited upon him with interest min
gled with delicate air of amazement.
Evidently she was unaccustomed to
young and hungry men.
Vincent's surprise was likewise grow
ing. Was this young princess the only
memberof the family? 1t began to seem
so, since no one else appeared
Miss Dane,' he said as they resumed
their seats before the fire, 81 find myself
here by your command. Now | must
ask in what way can serve your"
"You wish to know the story to
nightgn
Il do. if it is your pleasure"
"We are distantly related, Mr.. Vim.
cent. My grandfather was your grand
mothers cousin | suspect that he once
hoped to be something nearer But nc
matter for that He adopted me when
all the other Danes were dead and gone.
Five are buried on the battleields
Within the past few years be began to talk
to me of our northern relatives. Evil
IDENTIFY he made inquiry concerning your
whereabouts, for few weeks before his
death he told me thxt when he was gone
I was to telegraph you, as did. He
said you were lawyer and would know
how to manage the business, and that
you and were the only heirs of the
Dane estates
''This young beauty unused Vincent.
"can tell very straight story--for a
woman"
May ask, Miss Dane, if you live on
this lonely place alone?"
"Alone well, yes. since grandpa is
gone. Oh, have companion, Miss
Chatwortli. She has gone to Queens
town today to fetch the mourning which
was ordered there She will return to-
morrow I"-Gwendoline Danes face
flushed slightly--"I had no idea that
you were a young man, she said frankly.
Elias your grandfathers win been
opened~ asked Vincent.
mo. preferred to wait till you
came.
"Yop have shown ne great deal Of