The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1891-12-27

'D01tt you SeeY He Is n1Gdiy IN tope."
81 hope you are mistaken aud l
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. It 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 monsignoresv
"The archbishop Of Toledo, his guar
dian. He has been here, but some do
cesar matter called him home. He viii
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 a chance to see his little
divinity"
HE was here when we came"
"True, but only for day or two while
his house was put in order. The house
is well worth seeing 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 a somewhat careless
chaperon. l was coming sharply up to
the line of duty now, at all events.
Helen" said when we rose from the
dinner table, "do not go into the parlor
now. Come into my room little while,
| please. We'll, Helen" resumed when
we were seated by the pleasant window.
81 have seen so little of you for week
past that you must liz We great deal TO
tell me-"
| Il do not know" she replied. 81 have
been out every day with the Glenns, just
as you arranged for me and have been
In the parlor III the es' lings, and some
times I sang, and one night there was a
French gentleman -"
How about the young count? The
italian says he is very much in love with
you. Do you know it?"
HE has told me so often enough, if
that is knowing it" with quick, impa-
tient toss of the small, graceful head.
''Oh, HelenT" / cried in real distress,
"and what did you say to him?"
why, what could say in that great
| parlor. with everybody looking on? ]
| just flushed him up as well as could
There is the tall English girl and that
sharp eyed Miss Donaldson, who are
watching us the whole time. 1t is real
mean in them,p excitedIy. ''And the
count doesn't mind letting everybody
know how much he admires me. In
fact. he is proud of it, like one of the ole
! knights, who used to wear their ladies
favors as openly and proudly as they
bore their knightly banners"
'sThis will never do, Helen. Don't
! you see that this boy is not like the gay
Frenchman that you danced with las
! winter? Rene Vergniaud was a man oil
| the world: he could take care of himself
But this beautiful boy, with his intensity
of feeling, his ideal passionate love-
You must not play with him." ex
claimed vehemenfly.
81 am not playing with him; never
do anything to make him like me- FL,
comes and talks to me, and just max,
myself as agreeable to him as l can, tina
| is all"
That is all, is it, you little mischief
| thought /. As If that were not the yer,
refinement Of coquetry! But prudent
1 ly refrained from saying it, for temples
of hot tears began to fall, and she sob
bed, sob, Mime. Fleming, did not thinl
| was going to forfeit your good opinion
What can do? I can't help his likin;
me. like him too, and that makes M
feel SO badly. {"
DO you like him better than Mr. Den
ham?''
Better than Fred? in tone of sur
i prise Why no, Of course not; hav
known Fred always. 2
The best thing win be to tell him .
/ Mr.. Denhan. =
OH, no, I never can.