The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1892-09-11

Thank you. ma'am." said Roger, as she
held out half crown to him. II would
rather not take it.
"Oh, please do" she replied. MY dog
would have been drowned if you had not
come Up"
He was about to persist in his refusal,
but her eyes again met hls-large brown
eyes under long, curving lashes. He
looked into them for second, then put out
his hand and took the money.
II suppose you are the new keeper" she
went on, aud Roger assented.
Eyes, | have heard of you from my
mothers maid, Agnes Matthieson. You
lodge with her mother, believe"
Yes, ma'am."
,, Then will YOU kindly tell Mrs. Matthie-
son that Miss Bellasys was coming to see
| her this afternoon, but that she met with
an accident ana had to hurry home 2?
Certainly, ma'am." replied Roger re-
spectfully. Then she babe him good after
| noon with the pleasant condescension of a
young lady who endeavors to treat her in
feriors affably and turned away followed by
! the SKYE terrier, leaving Roger standing
there, her half-erown Ia his hand and a
very different expression on his face from
that which had puzzled Jem quarter OF an
hour earlier.
$50 that is Miss Bellasys," he thought
| "Well Mrs. Matthies0n may we'll be proud
| OF having been her nurse. and Arthur YER
| schoyle, brute as he is may almost be for
| given for falling so deeply in love with her.
! Those ewes might tame even q bigger brute
than he is" Then he smiled. And TO
| think they are first cousins, too. How can
| he have such sweet and gracious near
relation ?"
'Now, amt that like Miss Lucia ?" cried
+ Mrs. MatthiesOD, when Roger had repeated
! his message and all the tale which hung
| thereby. she's not bit changed wi all
| Der travelling and visiting. Fancy young
lady IF 20. that's been presented at COURT
| gittin' herself into such scrape or Sun
! day afternoon" All this was said with an
air of great pride in her musings ex-
pl0its. AZ expect she looks as bonnie as
ever, and | only hope she's met witq Mr..
Right while she has been away"
'She needn't go away from DOllingt0n to
find Mr.. Right" said John Matthieson.
His wife tossed her head contemptuousiy.
You don't think she'd have Mr.. Arthur,
do you?" she said. why, / believe she
went away o. purpose to get out OF his road
Mr.. Arthur amt the sort for a young lady
like Miss Lacia and now. Roger Cheering
| ton, as you've done a good turn 10 my dar-
ling rs l calls her, I'll brew you fresh
cup O. tea, though If you'd come in quar-
ter of all hour earlier you'd have had your
| cdp handed you by some one younger and
better looking than me"
John Matthieson gave his wife look
meant to convey reproof.
Handsome is that handsome does" re-
piled Roger, as be took his tea, which he
! drank in silence while every now and then
/ he fingered the half-erown in his waistcOat
! pocket
A few days later, as Mrs. Mattheson sat
| sewing in her front kitchen, the door was
| pushed quietly open, and a laughing face
| appeared round the edge of it.
You didn't hear me, Jenny. did you?"
| cried voice.
Miss Luciap' exclaimed Mrs, Matthie-
| son, in a tone of delight. Come in and let
me have a look at you after all this time
And you didn't catch a cold on Sunday.
then. with your random waYs?'
Dear me, Jenny" replied Miss Lucia,
demurely, Il was doing nothing random;
was only trying to haul poor little Pixie out
of the jaws of death. / assure you it was
very ANONYMOUS TO slip iuto the water as
did, and l don't know what would have
been the end of Pixie AMI NE if that polite
young man had not CHANGED to be on the
| spot. \ GU can't think how respectfully he
helped me-"
Indeed l can, miss" rejoined Mrs.
Matthieson approvingly' hes great
fav0rite o mine"
And of Agnes, too" said Miss Bellasys
! pleasantly; "at least, so far as can gather
from what she has said OF him since my
return"
| "Ah, wen,'' replied Mrs. Matthieson.
that may be; but she didn't ought TO
! think too much of him; firstly because
| don't think he's lookin' out tor a wife, and
| secondly because my husbands rather set
against him.
''Set against himl" repeated the girl,
| why, l should have thought him very
| good match for Agnes"
| well. miss" explained Mrs. Matthieson,
| cts like this. CherringtOn comes from Nor
| folk and no one here knows ANYTHING about
| him. You see, the old Squire was SO sick o.
| keepers who WAS in hama in glove with all
! the Black Country Seamps that he got this
new man as far ahead as be could, and
| CheTrington had his Recommendation from
| Lord Caryll, which Matthieson had read
! something about him in the papers, and
said he was no better than he'd ought 10
| be-"
Miss Bellasys smiled; she knew John
| Matthieson's suspicious character of Old
81 didn't read it all myself" continued
| Mrs. Matthieson, "but by what could make
out Lord Caryll was brought up for moth
ing bad"
''He wasn't brought up for anything,
| Jennie" said Miss Bellasys. "This was how
it was; have heard great deal about 1t
from friends of the Caryll family. There
was an old Lord Caryll who had two sons.
| The eldest was rather wild; he went 20
| Australia and died there. The younger
married and had a son who succeeded to
| the estates, which, by the way, were not
very valuable. Almost directly after a
! young mana married man with little
/ UOE-aUDtaTS
| himself out as son of the elder Caryll, who
| had died in Australia. Naturally the man
| who had been recognized as the owner con-
tested his claim. There was a lawsuit,
which ended by the Australian proving his
identity successfully. That is the whole
story; so you see. if there's nothing worse
against Roger CherTington than that he
was recommended by Lord Caryll. it's
noting serious, and John needn't be
| uneasy"
$50 told him." said Johns wife, with an
air of wisdom. "But bless you, miss, there's
girl when he makes some sign O. wanting
TO-"
swell, Pm sure" said Miss Bellasys, also
with an air Of wisdom, that he would make
her very nice husband, and. oh. Jenny,
what dear delicious little dog that is p
which one, miss?" asked Mrs. Matthie-
son, looking round vaguely In quest OF the
object OF Miss Bellasys' admiration.
81 mean Roger Cherrington's terrier, OF
course" went on the girl. "0b, you should
have seen him go into the water after Pixie.
l wonder if your polite lodger would be IN
| duced to sell himP
THAT he never will, miss" replied Mrs.
Matthieson, emphatieally. II never see a
man yally a dumb brute as Cherrington
yaliys Jem, and the dog he's got the sense
of a human bein'. But il you like to
ask him yourself. there he is a-coming in
LOT HIS dnhtf, WHICH Nc ndsu had IL yet,
having hin out rock shooting with the gen.
| tlemen."
ooh. mol I wouldn't ask" began Miss
| Belasys. then she stopped, for the door
opened and Roger Cherrington paused, hat
| in hand, on the threshold when he saw who
| was in the roem. please come In" she
began, with an air Of affabIe condescension /;
Il know you must want your dinner, and
am not going to stay. will pay you n visit
again coon. Jenny. | was just telling Mrs.
Matthieson." she added. turning again to
the under keeper. ''hOw clever your nice
little deg behaved on Sunday"
Eyes," proceeded Mrs. Matthleson Indis-
creetly. ''and Miss Bellasys was saying how
much she'd ike the dog, if so be you could
| be brought to sell him."
Now, Jenny" cried Miss Bellasys, In a
vexed tone. you ought not to have said
| that. / know" she continued, looking at
| Roger. shat you would not sell the dog"