The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1892-06-14

romauce2 Charlie Havermcyor told me al
about the plAce-how horrId and old and
dirty Il was
"And did Mr.. DavarIs goS' asked Mis-.
Montague eagerly.
"No, he didn't. II was Of no use. The
man died the night Mr.. Thurston and
Hayermeyer were there. And. anyhow.
Mr.. Davaris was away--he Is away now.
! don't think Mr.. Thurston has seen him
to tell him yet. Now. my dear Gladys
can you tell me what this meansY
Gladys laughed. Il thought you had
more sense. Connie" she said. You are
90 unsuspectin9. SO matter-of-fact that
even little Charlie Havermeyer can i'm.
pose upon you. You really should nave
more shrewdness. Do you suppose any
one would believe such story2 An old
mlser living alone In the mountains; his
dying and leaving message for Mr.. Da-
varis- what nonsensei 1t very likely
makes good story. but you must re-
member-Iittle Charlie Havermeyer. Ha,
hat
Laugh II you like" said Constance
But II Is true, know. Ask Mr.. Thurston
X you don't believe me. And about that
photograph. Iknow Davaris took ftf'
did you see himY
Il didn't, but know who did.
"Constancer, in q tone Of reproach.
"Oh, there is Mr.. Lawrence she cried.
HE viii settle It," and then she called tc
him as be came up a path from the garden.
oh, don't, Constancel / don't want
him." began Miss Montague. but she was
too late, for Lawrence was coming up the
steps tanning himself with his straw hat.
He sank into chair and said:
well. Miss Hamlyn, am entirely at
your service"
"Iwan't TO ask you question:"
Don't you think it very warm" broke
In Miss Montague, with an appealing
glance at Constance.
rs itY' returned Lawrence. Il don't
know"
ITO decide dispute" continued Con-
stance.
You look very warm. I" said Miss Monta-
que. apparently unmoved.
DO III remarked Lawrence, tanning
himself more vigorously. Il was tiatter.
ing myself that Twas cooling of rapi ~
DO you render hat day at Bar Har-
bor." said Miss Montague, smiling al
Lawrence, when it was so Lot that we
played tennis holding parasols. over our
heads,
Il regret to say do not. Lawrence re-
piled. Was it the time Mr.. Havermeyer
tried to fish you out Of a brook and fell
In HIMSELF"
Miss Montague made violent nttempt
to prevent Constance from asking hei
question. but her effort was spoiled by
Lawrence who asked pointediy:
About that dispute. Miss Hamlyn-
what IS it must decide?'
Miss Montague looked cross, and bic
Fer face behind Ter book. resolving to SET
how far her impetuous cousin would go
She was Mortified, however, by hearing hei
ask:
Didn't Mr.. Davaris take photograph
Of Gladys father from the library the day
mamma got run away with"
Lawrence looked embarrassed. Take Q
photograph? Has one been lostY
"You know about it-don't try to deny
It'll Gladys says he didn't; l. say he did
Who is rights" n.
For an instant Lawrence was silent
Would Gladys believe him II he told all he
knew about the matter. He did not no
tice that she started little when Con
stance put the question so tersely; there
was no way Of getting out of it. Did he
not owe it to Gladys to tell? Should he
not do all he could to assist her in recover
ing the priced picture2
well, will admit that / saw some.
thing odd through a window said he.
Gladys Montague looked up with blaz-
ing eyes You mean to say. Mr.. Law
renee, that you saw Mr. Davaris take the
pictuIe?" said she Indignantly.
That is it precisely" replied Lawrence
coldly; although / did not mean tt
speak of it."
Very likely p said Miss Montague sar-
castically.
Dear me-" exclaimed Constance. Nov
/ have done it; there you are quarrelling
like two savages! really didn't mean to
do anything, but Gladys would not be-
lieve me"
1t is doubtful where hostilities would
have ceased had not an interruption &C
Cured in the appearance of Thurston and
Havermeyer at the doorway, But before
they came up, Lawrence had time to
whisper to Gladys:
II see you don't believe me, but really ]
saw him take The picture, / hope you
will accept my apologies for having the
bad taste to tell OF it,"
And the more she thought Of the mat
ter the more she became puzzled sus-
pieion had shaped itself in her mind that
for some reason Davaris had taken the
photograph. His strange actions when
she showed him the picture; his anxious
questions; his perturbeI manner; his
lingering in the library after she had left
what did it all mean? There could be
no excuse for him II what Lawrence had
told her was true. II it had been picture
of herself or Constance that Davaris had
taken, it would have been an entirely diff.
ferent matter. But what did young man
want OF picture Of Ser father taken ten