Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1892-05-28
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tient in writing"
THAT you think II would be wrong
to disappoint her. Well, I think so,
too; therefore you can write and tell
your friend that Miss Grahame shall
sail from Liverpool in two weeks time"
Say next Tuesday week-the Morav-
ian sails on that day, and the captain Is
a friend of mine and would look after
her." Mr.. Colburn suggested, with nerv.
GUS eagerness.
well, SO be It; the time is short for
preparations, but she shall be ready"
"a thousand thanks, Miss Balder.
stone. You have taken a weight of my
mind, the attorney simpered, Us he rose
to 20. Then, as II moved by an after.
thought, he added: ~ suppose you have
had no recurrence Of your little delusion
concerning Sir Harry Grahame's death?
Pardon my asking, but ladies, when
they have made up their minds to a
thing, are SO difficult to convince that ]
thought"
THAT was as obstinate as the rest
of my SEX" Miss Balderstone replied,
with q pleasant laugh. "Well, you are
wrong for once; am quite convinced,
but"
'But?"
"Oh. was only going to say that
Kate is still skeptical-in fact, she has
had a little romance, which it would be
breach of confidence to tell you
about. Merelya small love affair, with
the heroic youth bursting to display his
affection by trip to India to set her
doubts ut rest"
Mr.. Colburn's face was naturally
scarlet, the glowing red that healthy
exercise or fine old crusted port pro-
duces, but the familiar hues faded away
to siclsly yellow ochre tint which did
duty for paleness in o less forid COM
pleXion.
"A youth-a lover-gone to indiaP' ne
stammered.
Miss Balderstone noticed his con-
fusion.
Eyes" she said, suspiciously. 1.-THE
news seems to discompose you, Mr..
Colburn."
And we'll it may" he cried, recovering
his equanimity with q supreme effort.
Think of the scandal of such pro-
ceeding. Poor Lord Scarborough, who
really is the meekest, most sensitive
man in the world, will be fearfully dis
trcssed when he learns of this. know
you dislike the ladies of the family,
Miss Balderstone, but the gentlemen
have never sighted you. 1t is an old
name and ought not to be dragged in
the mud. implore you, If you can give
me any information in this matter, to
bury your personal antipathies and
come to my relief"
He struck the right key. Miss Bal
derstone's prevailing weakness was
belief in the peerage-a consciousness
that it was improper, If not sinful, to
stain the reputation Of family whose
coat of arms was emblazoned in the
pages of Burke's Peerage.
IF / thought" she hesitated, "that
any information could give would pre-
vent disagreeable scandal"
"You would forget your animosities
and speak out" Mr.. Colburn anxiously
interrupted. "Just what should have
expected of you. Now, please, what is
the name of this QuiXotic wooer, who
would rival the mad knight OF Cervantes
in his mischievous absurdities?"
"He is an American" Miss Balder-
stone began.
IAN Americana" the gentleman echoed,
lugubriously. He had pious horror OF
Americans as antagonists in courts OF
law. He had had more than one tussel
with them, and realized the unpleasant
persistence with which they refused to
know when they were beaten.
"And his name?" he asked, with all
the composure he could assume.
Arthur Dunbar" Miss Balderstone
said, and Immediately added: but i
only look upon his promise to go to
India as a piece of silly bravado, Mr..
Colburn-not worth your attention"
Mr.. Colburn did not seem to entertain
this pleasant assurance.
''Do you know where he is staying?''
he asked.
81 do not. But If you desire to ques-
ton Kate about it, much as / dislike to
let her know that have spoken to you
about what she told me in confidence, l
will send for her."
Miss Balderstone was not one to spare
herself, when she once put her hand to
the pillow.
at pains mo to beg the favor, but II
you would permit me to say few
words to your pupil I should be infinite
ly obliged"
The moment Kate reached the room
she read in their faces the assurance
that her secret was no longer in the sole
possession of her friend, and little
lush Of defiance dyed her cheek before
either of them had spoken n word.
my dear. pray be seated" Mr.. Col