New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1892-02-14
CHAPTER II.

10 prevent brew it hurting when they pull it,, so he
shall-Iuo, LawfoTd. Lawforot ~ h e'rinS
You again, sir All YOU will, will YOU? Wait
in catch vou,' 4 yclp of anguish-crash. bang
Stop that row. LambtOn or Ill tnroT h P",er T cont
enjoyed your trip downstairs, SAID Iill, ialr
Young man. the occupant of the room. into which
burst, in lively style, Peters master preceded by
A race ensued Peter socalled fox-terrier
had no wish to be caught to have his lgnobie M
scent demonstrated for about the twentieth time
that day. and he fleet and agile. over went
tables aud chairs. round the room sped Peter IKE
lightning till at an awkward corner ne came III
collision with his pursucr. who fell over him on
the floor Peter managed to cvadc frantic erap'
and making the most Of his time, fed through
| the open door and up the stairs to the very top
of the house There he knew of an ususcd attic.
his harbOr of refuge on such occasions. where he
could cmplov himself uscfully till the coast was
clear in growing at occasional cat on the leads
Meanwhile his master had picked himself mp.
and remembering the attic, realized that the log
had GOT the hest of it for that time. reconcling
himself to circumstances, he proceeded to repair
the damage done by the race
"Of all the untidy scoundTels ever set eyes
on" began his friend who had been an impatient
| spectator of tie late scrmmaee, "you are thc
worst, Look at that chair. Don't upset the
ink to make things better now! Where ore
| the letters you brought up?
There tbere-lli make all smooth and tidy
if Won give me time. Peters made of with the
e SiGncv , IaWgS i' Esf%S I;wford ditto
Charles b. H. Lamb1on'-thats for me. and one
for Cluhy Here, take yours; ,.., ..,...,. en-,
BY a dcXtcrous movement laWloTd clught. the
letters which his friend had flung in the wrong
direction. and tore one open. l-ambton, cnga3c'
| i'm his own news. had walked 10 the window. .
They want me down at Iraplcy next week:
said he, after moments silence declare u
co. though it's so precious dull if only TO escape
fbe~c hea~tly fogs for bit | say, Lawford, yon
come too. itll do you-hullo What's tie mat
ter" Then. in an altered voice Bad news. Old
chap" ,.
Lawford was sitting bolt upright in his chair.
staring at the letter in his hand with strange
expression on his face, and dld not seem Tor thc
moment TO hear the inquiry. Then ne gave
En- ? Bad news notwithstanding to speak
off, said lie al last in constrained, hesating Nyice.
No." ne went on. after moment pause, ana ~
something er-rathcr startng,' and he stared
before him blankly. as IL growing UNCONSCIOUS oil
Lambfon, astouisled and concerned, but not
liking TO intrude on what he stlli iancled must pe
trouble Of some kind which had fallen UNEXPECTEDLY
| on his friend walked slowly out OF the room ana
closed the door after him in very different fashion
| to that in which he usually INDUCED
Lawford. left 10 himself. sat mouonIess Tor
moment or two. the Letter still in his hands
Its some COMPOUNDED joke be said at last.
4 girl like that Rdiculous-,yet-7sood heavens
it's her writing and he. glanced IN sort Of
inquiry at the letter, as if than would help him
| TO solve the mystery
Suddenly a thought struck him,
That sister said he Can she-wonld she
| have dared ?n
But vision Of Bobs bright face rose before
him. No-fun. mischief even, she might bc capa-
| bic Of. bat this-nO. never, and he bcggeu BAD
And yet-who had done it? Who had written
those words which now seemed 10 stand out ~
| if raieei from the paper? He seemed 10 know
them already by heart Hateful lie made az
though he would throw The sheet into the fire
before him, bat restrained himself by an effort.
THAT won't do he said. ." must lind out
who has done this, and -ilt II 10 the bottom'
and again. as if against his own Will. his eyes re-
| turned 10 the letter. ,..
! These were the words. in-yes, in Eva FaConfr
be again read as if in hopes that so doing might
cause haucinatiou to pass away
But thcrr they still remained
my Dear iir. lawford:
Papa wishes me 10 ask yon 10 dinner on
Tuesday next. at eight o'clock. | was glad when
he told me 10 write TO yoI. thought ina, II
would give me opportunity Of letting Non
know what should not have dared to say viva Norr
/ for when | XOu my tongue seems tlcI, can
do nothing but look ut you. | adore You! There
I've said it-wrttrn il, mean. in pam letters, ana
my one hope is that You, day, will adore me
in return ! can never care for anyone but YOU.
Am | wrong To tell You this? Do not write.
| can wait til Tuesday. | will be patient, but
sou must answer this then ~ Eo rs i !2F%TgF
Half an hour passed, and stiN sydney l@wior
sat there. One idea after another came mo
his mind None of them proved satisfactory, and
were rejected as they presented Themselves. ~
last. with sudden exclamation, he rose from his
chair.
| That VIII 90, he e1id aIouu' y. i''9' ~
that way II ma OUT al care 10 hn 10Y, r,,o.
The evening OF that DAY rEa anu ia" "c 'iG
wrapped III long loose lr oIo"hS; ioi Ii' ,is -,
was cold stood IN the prc',y 'hcd nan % or
Queen Anne house IN which thcy HVfd' waiting
| for the carriage TO come rouhd 10 convey them -
an evening party. "
Eva a. a rule 20 much I've queer pl a u Two,
! seemed unusually eNclcd, ana tic pun husn oh
Ter cheeks became her so WELL that lab, always
ready 10 admire her sister, went into ccsticlcs
over her Appearance.
And I'm glad, she went on, that papa isn't
coming tonight That's TIE pest OF par'lea AT
lussys. She always says to nm she'll TAKE snch
good care Of MS, and the dear thlng never LOOKS
&C us from the moment we arrive, except TO make
sure that well provided with nice men 70