The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1891-07-05

died away. Harbeck had been shown into
forlorn-looking apartment, dull at the
best of times and now fast losing the wan
ing light that yet remained without. He
had waited there but minute when there
had entered young. slight figure, clad in
mourning, and girlish face, which was
not the face of Betty Drew. Thence had
ensued speedy apologies. All at once the
intruder had come to perceive that there
might be some need of apology. A mis-
take had been committed. He had heard
that Miss Drew lived in the square and
this house had been pointed out to him.
At this point he had been helped out of his
dilemma by the quiet-faced young mistress
OF the house. She was Miss Drew and she
did live there
He had hoped she would pardon him.
1t might be some relations of hers whom
he had known, and had come to call upon
on his return TO England. Had she any
relations in Dorsetshire?
Numbers. Miss Drew almost smiled at
the question. Oh, yes, nearly all her
people lived in Dorsetshire She had lust
lost an aunt there with glance at her
black dressl-her Aunt Betty. Had he
known her Aunt Betty?
Then Harbeck had suppressed a NOVA
ment, and all the animation had died ont
OF his countenance. He had bent his
head: he muttered he knew not what.
Still he stayed some time in Abbev
square. He did not feel inclined to move
This sweet girl with her sweet voice and
pensiye air of sympathy and interest
suited him at the moment He had ex.
perienced shock, thrill of sentiment.
touch of emotion, on learning for certain
that his old love was lost TO him forever.
Not that he was overpowered; far from
| 1t. He only felt certain Discrimination
for inquiry or comment. He could not
speak about the Betty he had known; he
| did not seem to wish to hear of any other
Betty whom he had not known. Probably
this girl, this niece, knew nothing of the
real Betty-the bright, merry, wilful crea-
| ture who had made him hold his breath
| for a time and had shaken that breath we'll
| nigh out of him thereafter. Sitting still in
| the dim light, vision of the Betty of fif-
teen years before made his ewes wistful
and has accents soft, but the presence of
| another feminine form did not lar upon
the moment. She was so passive, so IN
obtruslve. Upon my word. this is very
nice Miss Drew-a very nice. pretty Miss
| Drew think | shall cultivate this Miss
| Drew" quoth the colonel to himself. as at
| last he rose and shook hands.
| The next point was how the cultivation
| was 10 be accomplished. Harbeck was
hesitating over it. when, with a blush of
tlmidity betraying effort, the very words
were spoken which opened the door to all.
IF you could-if you should-be here
| In Chester-tomorrow-o next day ~
began Miss Eleanor Drew, ard then came
| TO halt, as though terrified by her own
! holiness.
II am in Chester every day, or nearly
every day, responded Colonel Harbeck
| promptly. "Yes?"
IF it would not trouble you'll mean
grandpapa would be glad--he sees so few
| people-and know he would like TO see
Eou-out cannot wake him now, for he
ana not sleep as soon rs usual today II he
! knows that any one is coming he arrances
TO take his sleep sooner"
Il will come with the greatest pleasure ~
Saiu harbeck in heartiest accents. May
come tomorrow
| earnestly.
! 'And-let me see-about o'clock"
oh, O'Clock will be just the very hour.
| but, murmured the young girl. relansinr
INTO shyneSs. If you could-if YOU would
be so very kind as not to say asked Won
| OF course should never have asked YOU if
| IL had not been that We ALWAYS try To get
| friends Tor grandpapa, il is such treat 10
! MN ou don't mind, do your"
/ 1t ended IN his going away soothed and
/ resigned 10 fate. Betty was gone. the
/ Hghty, foolish, madcap Betty who had
I capuyated his youth was never more 10 he
| met, Tor better, for worse; but his maturer
| years might not have approved of that
I Betty and OF those jocund days.
III SO, was II not as we'll that he should
/ run no risks?
This niece seemed a nice girl. He THOUGHT
he traced look Of the Drews about her
though she was paler and simmer than
| the buxom bellies of porsetshlra had hsau
/ \ nice clrl, though. GRAY eyes and a se-,.
sltiye mouth. Looked as though she
could ieei Tor man. He wondered if he