The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1892-10-15

tell Geraldine the news frat, but there's
no harm in beginning with her."
So lie began, pulling out his official
II have come, Miss Oakley, to tell
you some news and ask you to congrat-
ulate me-"
"What% she exclaimed, "aro you en-
gagged TO be mar-
"Oh, moi" he anawered-"not exact
ly-that is not yet-in fact l mean not
exactly"
ly enough did she. She looked very
pretty, blushing, and with her lower
lin ~ouiyering a little. Geraldine was
not so pretty as Maud, he admitted to
himself as he looked at her; but so
much the better, Geraldine would be
all the less likely to iirt, il, that is,
there was any one at Government
House to tiirt with.
NO." he said, 'it's the appointment
/ told you Tor was it your sister0 my
uncle was trying to get Tor me-the very
! thing l have been wanting"
And he proceeded to paint the charms
of the new career opening before HMM
glowing colors. He said nothing about
the quinine. When he came to an end
OF ali the details she was sitting, with
an expression OF deep interest, looking
ut him, and he felt that had she only
been Geraldine the very moment would
have arrived-that precise opportunity
not always easy to obtain, particularly
in a small villa. "And So" he said,
feeling no must bring his tale to a con-
clusion and give her an excuse for going
to fetch her sister. land SO. Miss Oak
ley, | leave Bunborough very soon and
have come to say good-by."
Observation-Disclosures"
She did not hit the precise note
which had startled Miss Grayson's Wis.
itor; but the effect on him was even
moro electrifying.
"My God!" he murmured:
"Boo-hoo, boo-hoo-o." And she
buried her head in the sofa cushions.
For a minute he said nothing; his
first i%narticulate entreaty to her died on
his lips before her storm Of grief, so he
bit his mustache in silence. Then the
front door slammed; Mis- Geraldine
Oakley was going out for a walk. totally
naware OF his arrival. Could he stop
her? He could hardly open the window
and shout. He moved toward the
drawing room door, but he had to pass
the sofa, and as he did so the girl OH it
rose, and she, too, half dazed, was seek
ing II way OF escape; and as their hands
met on the door handle she sank sob
bling into his arms.
Don't don't" she whispered, hardly
articulately; but he was doing nothing
from which he could desist, for he
could scarcely let her drop on the floor.
Good God!" said Captain Jumpison
again; twill no M Gomez" But the
house was still; and he reflected that
perhaps it was as well that no n
should come in Mt that precise iuncture
at all events, not without warning;
and so there was another pause, broken
only by her sobs. He could see her sis
ter through the muslin blinds; she was
looking we the garden gate, talking to
some one; would she change her mind
and bring whoever it WIS in to tea? II
she did, Maud would surely hear them
entering the house and retreat But
Geraldine stood talking at the gate.
Only the rector wore a high hat at Bun
borough by-the-s ea-and DR.. Coverdale.
"Click!" went the garden gate, as Ger
aldine passed into the sunny roadway.
"Boo-hoo" 1t was a very gentle one
this time from somewhere near his
watchpocket.
"Click!' went the garden gate, as it
swung back on its hinges.
And Captain Jumpison surrendered
at discretion.