The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1892-05-20

" 1M that u sweet ana W1y IL
| there e any guilt to conceal 4 q not
/ hers-certainly not hers"
His son grasped his hand warmly.
s"1tis confort to hear you Say that
| be assured him. .sYou are always ready
| to sympathise andheip. Idon't believe"
with an affectionate upward glance
"apy fellow ever had such fathefr
1T 10 just a. wen you think 50 my
boy, because-for the present at least
we must be all-suficient to each other
But you--you won't mind my going
away for q bit7 don't feel as II could
meet her again Just yet"
You can 60 where you like and do
what you like. Fortunately 1t rs no
longer question Of ways and means.
II you care to go Paris
London viii do well enough, and
Lysley Of the Guards asked me TO stay
with him. The season IL not over@at
any rate, there 10 more going on there
than anywhere else, suppose. Not
that am in the mood for gayeties at
all, !" he added quickly
A half smile fitted across the elder
mans grave face, but 1t was instantly
suppressed.
Then London 1t shall be,s he said,
and found 1t In his heart to wish that he
could so break away from the chains that
bound him, and believe it possible that
little gayety or change might mitigate,
even cure, his pain.
L Mrs. Priolo had decided on her plan OF
action. 1t had flashed upon her instan-
taneously when, as she snatched away
the soup that morning, her eyes lighted
for second upon Ellen's white frighten-
ed face. She had seen in columns of
police news how previous conviction.
told against prisoner, and she resolved
she would work on that idea.
But first she must find out how much
Mr.. Bowyer knew whether by any
chance he was unacquainted with all that
had occurred iii Sydney that winter. She
was also anxious to discover II he had
mentioned to Ellen his intention OF CIV
ing her so large an amount for her dowry.
With this idea In her brain, she took
her work and sat with Mr.. Bowyer one
afternoon when Ellen was out sketching.
1t was Mr.. Bowyer who by chance
opened the subject that she was anxious
very much, to discuss.
Where Is Ellen ?" he asked.
Gone out with her drawing materials.
She went about an hour ago.
All, sketching is great resource
am glad she has an occupation to amuse
her. Since we have been here, don't
fancy the child has looked so we'll.
What do you think, Mrs. Priolo7"
"Of course am quite in the dark as
to the reason Of her grief, and do not
know for whom she wears such very deep
mourning; but it is more than year
now since she came to you-long enough
for any young woman to get over Q
healthy sorrow.
1t Is difficult for any outsider to
mark the limits OF another's grief. She,
poor child, has had terrible experience
indeed small wonder she finds it impos-
sible to ever forget it,
It was to Mrs. Prlolo's interest to
appear to know nothing Of Ellen Warde's
past, so she struck inquickly, lest by any
chance he should think OF telling her
the story she had read.
"Still brooding does no good. You
must tell her 50, MIR. Bowyer-she win
listen to you. The poor girl seems to
have taken dislike to me, and would
resent any interference on my part"
The old man looked at her shrewdly.
It is the first time have heard OF
this dislike. May l inquire the reason
of it, Mrs. Priolo?"
II am sure don't know, unless"
Unless what 2" he asked.
She's strange girl, not affectienate
by nature, but possessing very clear
knowledge Of the value OF money--or
rather the things money can procure.
You give her good character.
. The faults Of youth. When she is
my age, she will know that riches cannot
purchase happiness friendship and
affection are worth far more.
Yes exactly. But you were going
to explain her dislike to you. 81
All, poor child, that is jealousy, /
sometimes think She has set her heart
on inheriting your fortune, and fancies
that I have designs upon it too"
Mr.. Bowyer's face was still turned from
her, so the housekeeper could not judge
of the effect OF her words. She went on
carelessly-
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