Shenandoah herald. [volume] (Woodstock, Va.) 1865-1974, 1892-10-14

and TO cricket. SO he called at No Io(
and said goodby to Nine. Seutier. If
that superb lady felt any regret at Os-
wald's departure she cloaked it with
, most excellent art.
You leave at 10 tomorrow" she
said with an air Of polite interest.
"At 1910 tomorrow, from tho Care
du Nord."
Then" replied Madame Sentier,
! Eau revoir, mon ami"
At 10 o'clock the next morning, at
the Northern station, Oswald Brady
was seeing after the luggage Of his new
friends, for they. too, were going back
to London. Maggie, with cheek s
flushed and the light of excitement in
her eyes, went to the telegraph office
and composed wire to be sent $50 she
told the clerk a few hours later. 1t
was to this effect:
Oswald Brady, passenger, Tidal Boat,
Folkestone:
Come back to me: cannot live without
vou. SENTIER.
Oswald saw the Hon. Miss Gainsford
and her niece into danes compart-
ment. and himself went to a smoker.
At Boulogne, as the boat was starting,
an zingari cricket club man in his
flaunels and cap of black, red and gold
an old cricketiDg chum of Bradlys-
standing on the quay, caught sight OF
him and roared:
81 say, Brady, old man. HuIlo!
say, will YOU"
The rest was unintelligibie. The man
in Aahnels waved frantically his arms,
and would have run down the plank on
to the Albert Victor, only that Napoleon
the Third, or some official very like him,
ordered tie excited cricketer to lie
stopped.
The sight Of a man in dannelS brought
to Oswald all that acute yearniug for
game that comes to the cricketer after
an enforced close time, aud he would
have given good deal to have had the
chance of playing there and then in a
decent match. But he knew he would
have to possess his soul Of patience, for
all the county matches were over.
Coming across the Channel the small
party presented an appearance Of va
riety. Maggie was singularly distraite'
Oswald was singularly elated; Aunt
Gainsford was singularly sick.
At Folkestone, at the place here the
passengers step off to enter, between the
ropes, the Custom House, small,
sharp telegraph-boy in long, brass
buttoued frock coat was holding up =
foreign telegram envelope, and shouting
shrilly, "Name Of Brady"
"Hcre you are" said Oswald, taking
it from the boy as they went through.
Oswald saw to the clearance OF the
ladies hand bags and bundles of rugs.
"Hadn't you better look at your wire,
dearl said Maggie, nervously, as she
stepped iu frst-clsss compartment.
Oswald took it from his pocket and
read It. His face glowed with delight.
He turned 10 the carriage.
"lliss Gainsford-Maggie, dear-do
you think you could go on 70 London
alorel l most particularly want to catch
the night boat back.
Poor Maggie swallowed lump in her
throat and said they could see to them
selves quite well, thank you. The Hon.
Miss Gainsiord was too i'll to have an
opinion.
"I'll tell the guard about the luggage,
cried Oswald Brady rapidly, land
shall be back again the day after tomOI
row and I'll drive at once to Princes
gate, and I'll
The train went quickly out OF the sta
ton Londonward, and Oswald saw Mag.
gie's white face looking at him steadily
aud sadly. As he went across to an
hotel to get some dinner, ne reproached
himself for having acceded so imretu-
o lsly to the request contrived in the
telegram. Still, by the night boat he
went back.
by order Of her niece, the Hon. Miss
Gaiusford had not unpacked her trunks.
Maggie had decided suddenly to stay
brt n dav mr. twc in IondOn and was