The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1893-03-29

SSS the end of December, with the
noonlight playing upon and spir-
zing her delicate beauty, and
ng silver halo round the outer
$50 of her fragrant and MASSEY
in hair; while Reginald Clcaver,
acw cashier, looked down upon
radiant vision Of dainty and per-
4id womanhood with u great deal
EE of warmth and enthusiasm than
bps Mr.. Agar, the staid bank
M pgcr and husband of the beauty,
It have cared to encourage had he
}as rived it. Bat as ut the moment he
50 engaged elsewhere the young man
81 n be as daring rs he well pleased
:, so long as the object of his pres
enthusiasm did not object.
SS icy had known each other for four
KS and half now-cvcr since he
been appointed to his post; and as
~ Euties were pretty light in this up
4f try branch established the weeks
M been spent, with only the neccs-
@ daily breaks, almost entirely in
81 young lady's charming society. So
81 being Australian born and bred
Agar had grown very familiar
l@h her gentlcmanly Iodger, and
Ec TO him rs if she had known him
"a the days of his early childhood;
is to say, they had long ago dis
- Ped with all starchy formalitics in
$,ressing one another, and called
a4 y other by their Christian names of
and "Lavina" which sound.
Sl8HiEnuch freer and heartier than Mr..
H4Aver and Mrs. Agar.
hen John Agar was present it was
||2a maid, or Lavina; but tcte. a-tctc, rs
.a9y were on this night, he called her
ahthe pet name she had given herself,
Il och was Nina, as she called him
HWto, SO that they might have some.
Sing different to what the rest of the
Nrld knew them by. 1t was foolish,
Slbdoubt, yet innocent enough as far as
8,went--as was her habit of calling
Hi husband Bruno" behind his back
HIommon enough also with young la
lis who haven't much to occupy their
A nds in their intercourse with young
Ahtlemcn friends.
Efohn Agar, the bank manager, was
I9 angular, loud-voiced, consequential
[lfn of about fifty-gray-haired and
Enrded, with small, keen, gray eyes
grt generally impressed people with
III business acumen- He hadn't q very
$rceable manncr-thcsc strident. bonn
gstic and arguinentativc men sci.
epm havc-and for that reason Gus
incrs trusted him all the more, and
Hnsidcred him the right man for the
Nace. 1t is astonishing how much
hesc socially uncomfortable men i'm
fcss the world with their honesty.
'Rcginald or "Volto" Clcaver was
ne of those carefully-groomed young
hen who look we'll under any circum.
tances with prettily-traincd mus
ache, slender white hands and modu-
lted voice; one of the young gentle
len who are turned out wholesale
rom natures modern jerry workshop,
Vho look as harmless about drawing
DOM as tame cats, and are us neces-
airy to the idle fair sex as three-vol-
med romance of fashionable life.
Mrs. Lavlna was twenty-three, that
twenty-seven years younger than her
and the most accomplished and
ady-like female in the township. She
ways had her costumes direct from
london, and as up to date as possible;
he was very slender, very fair, and
ook great care of her complexion. so
hat Volto almost forgot when he saw
er first that he was six weeks distance
rom home; and since she had exhibit
d those colonial arts and graces, so
luch less formal than tie home airs.
e had lost all desire ever to again in
ale the yellow fogs and felt that Aus
AHA was quite good enough for him.
n TACT, Tor the first time in his Young
re, he felt that existence along with
ina would be delightful anywhere.
nd found himself SO much enrrossed
18th her that he forgot to think at all
bout himself.
ms was the state of affairs on this
Moonlight night, with that green ey-
anse OF bush and ocean stretching in
ront OF them, over which her limpid,
ray-green eyes looked dreamily, while
e stood, his face in the shadow, watch
lg her intently. He had come ont 70
nol1e' cigar after dinner, and she
ad come to keep him company while
runo was, as usual, in the office Mt.
ending to business; all according tn
ature's laws-youth in the moonlight
nd middle age at the Golfer.
what is wrong with you tonight,
otto? You are very silent, and have
OF lit your cigar yet" observed the
ldy, as she turned her large eyes from
- landscape to that shadow face,
peal1ing in the soft, tender tones which
Gem to mean SO much more than is
tered.
u was thinking, Nina" replied the
Dung man, with heavy sigh.
About what?"
The moonlight and-you"
Yes" murmured the lady. cchoing
IS sigh. 1T is lovely, is it not?-the
oonlight. mean"