Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-09-19
SINFIRE.
By JULIAN HAWTHORNE.
lCopyriGht, lsS2. by American Press Associa-
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CHAPTER III.

or ms lack Of pollsh, hlS luSty NolCe, hls careless attire and his fondness for the society of English Tom, is a gentleman to the marrow of his sturdy bones. This fact frequently produces complications and endorsements from which he would otherwise be free.
 The careless expression of his face un- derwent an instant transformation. The blood rushed to his cheeks and forehead. He straightened his broad shoulders and drew himself up as rigid as a soldier on parade He did not attempt to speak, nor did he turn his gaze from her. don't know what would have been the end of it had they been alone. As it was, 1 had to say after moment, John, this is our cousin. Miss Forrestal.'
 He drew long breath and held out his broad hand, into which she put hers. T am glad that-you are our cousin" said he, at which 1 laughed. Miss FCrrestal smiled slightly, but with a very bright look in her eyes. and John sat down on chair. with hand on each knee.
 N Nuur cousin has just arrived from England" said mother and went on to tell the story. John maintained the same expression and attitude through out and seemed unable to turn his face away from the newcomer, whose eyes rested sometimes on the speaker. some times on me and occasionally on John, she preserving meanwhile an appear anCo of quiet compoSurc and now and then supplcmenting mothers narrative with remark of her own. When this was over. John said: Il hope you will enjoy yourself here Mother understands company better than l d." but I'll do my best-and Frank too. wish my other brother were here. I'm sure you'd get along with him
 "1ou have another brother:" asked Miss Forrcstal
 Henry second son" put i'll moth CT. "Gcs, think you would find him entertaining. l miss him sadly. He has been travelling abroad nearly four years We hear from him only once in two or three months. He has been in India too. He might easily have seen you and your father there If he had known"
 While my mother was saving this noticed that for the first time Miss For restal'S color slowly deepened. cannot imagine why. Perhaps the blush be longed to an earlier period of the evening and she had merely postponed it till now That iS sometimes the way with persons whose thoughts and emotions come from far below the surface.
 Henry Mainwaring!' she said, as if to herself. Then to mother, Do you expect him back soon:"
 Mother shook her head lrournfullv. said, Perhaps in seven days. perhaps in seven ycars-therrs no telling"
 If l only knew where he was, I'd write him to come on at once. said John in an emphatic tone.
 At this point the servant came in to announce supper-a meal which Is ordi- narilv little more than a ceremony with Us. but which tonight was more substan- tial on account of our cousin. who had probably had no dinner. If you would like to make any changes in your dress. my dear" said mother as We arose. ''vuu can take all the time vou want
 Perhaps l had better brush my hair. she answered. And so the two ladies went out, leaving John and me together. He thrust his hands Ill his pockets. turned on his heel and walked to the window. where he stood looking out, though he could Sce nothing.
 Do yuu think shes pretty" 1 inquired at length.
 Il don't know. I've seen nobody like her" he replied after pause. Then he came away from the window and sat down and patted the collie until the ladies rrapprarrd. So far aS remember nothing ut importance occurred during that evening.
 l am of ,Iohn'S way of thinking. have seen nobody like her. But l have no doubt about her good looks She Is a beautiful girl. She has beauty uf cx- preSSiou and movement as well as of form. feature and color. But it is an un- usual type. She is as dark as SIaniard with abundance of black hair not shiny hut soft and luSterlrss. like black smoke condensed. Her skin is a pal, transpar- cnt brown. looking like antique ivory at night and almost golden when the sun falls on ii. Her eyebrows and eyelashes ar" black. but her eyes are hlue-a warm blue. like spring violrtS. Tho blood shows through her cheeks more than with Spanish women
 Her nose Is a rather small. dcliCatelv nodded aquiline. Mother has q hand some uu>e. but it seems coarse in com parisnN with this. Ii gives an cXquisitely ariStocratiC effect to her face. and vet 1t Is not such a nose as members of the English aristocracy are apt to have. It seems tn indicate refinement 0f soul and noble spirit. rather than mere high breed ing and blue blood Her countecance has the charm of originality-as # she were the first of her kind, rather than the last of somebody eise's. Inev5r slN- my uncle Edward, but Lc ..--.;lsr Have been an extraordinary Englishnlan if his daughter resembles him. She must take after her mother. if any one. and yet, according to mother, Uncle Edward $ wife was an invalid and rather plain No doubt there k great deal uf exag- grration and hunbug in the theory of htr,,litv.
 As have already intimated. John would unquestiunably marry Sintire if she would have him. But neither he nor l nor mother can tell for certain whether she will have him. All the cir cunstanc,s render it probable. but you can no more look into this girls heart than you can look into polished steel brrastplate. Yet there must be some method of reading her, and l shall dis cover 1t ill time. She is probably TO- i mantle. came into mothers boudoir the other morning. Mother was not there. but Sintire Was standing ill front of Hcnry's portrait. which hangs on the wall. rapt in contemplation of it. Hen " is very good looking fellow. The portrait scarcely does him justice. and said as much when she became aware of my presence.
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