The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-03-11

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the Honorable Mrs. Edgeflrther, square
as hewu timber. dark and hard as antique
oak and rigid as q ship steel mast, as II
tOund 10 make up in aIsteritF what she
lacked in title and 10 the evident pet Of
the party. Lady Odde POsthume. a
. charming maiden OF thirty or there
ab0u-s. with jelly-like body and qulv-
I ering little head like painted apple,
| with whom. there We're secret hopes in
the breast Of the duchess, Of entaugling
I her wavward son. Lord Vaudeville.
ANY one could have seen that the young
rector. who found himself quickly seated
. among the noble ladies, was good deal
. of a man: a good deal of a man along all
the lines of body. face and brain. He
was q powerful fellow physically; more
/ Morse than British in color and look;
with a fine firm mouth and square, de-
/ termined chin. an almost classic nose, a
I broad, white forehead and large eyes OF
/ era Ish blue which looked kindly and
squ2rely al those before him. resting on
/ the face of each without holiness but
/ with steady look Of effectiveness Of in
I curry, or of both.
J There was but one pair Of eyes about
/ BaLnagee that ever looked unqualingly
/ back for any time into his Those were
/ Lucys: and Mr. Brisbin always remem-
bered that when he first bean noticing
/ this characteristic in the girl he had some
7 vaEarOus ethical reflections as 70 whether,
in the world at large perfect purity Of
T nature. positive fearlessuess Of spirit. or
/ irreyocable hardness Of heart. gave hui
man eyes their most Uniinching, stead
( fast glow.
I'VE are all dear friends together. Mr.
| Brisbin,' began the duchess wheedingly
We are all in perfect sympathy about
the matter Of Lucy here all the ladies
nodded and smiled; and we all wish to
/ know. briefly. how you have progressed
| with the strange creature, since decided
10 permit the NOggius family TO remain
at Balinagee. 1t was really making too
much of you. Mr.. Brisbiu, to attempt the
reformation Of Lucy; but | do hope there
have been rewards TO a mana man Of
your calling, Mr.. Brisbin."
1t has been a pleasure to serve your
grace he replied neasuredly, after look
ing into her pleasant face for moment
with unusual effectiveness. And then.
| as if hardly knowing how else to answer
| her until better limitations Of her own
| thought were given: she is but little
different than when you left for the con-
tinent"
The same daredevil, mink and
pOacher2'
The same impulsive, happy-hearted
fearless, generous nature :" returned the
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llue Of thought and words. but conveying
in his manner and intonatiOn a world Of
deterrent meaning.
Indeed 49, exclaimed the duchess
scarcely disgusting her contempt in her
quickly-following smile. do you think
there is any hope of a modification of her
CharaCtertN
THAT depends, your grace
"Ou what, Mir Brisbin}"
He was upvpY moro cuua ra1v cc,-,, arad
in his life, but he did not show it as he
gently tapped the fingers of his two
hands together laid his head back upon
his chair and apparently studied the
frescoes of the ceiling.
well, chiefly upon environment and
association. She has really noble quail
ties. If these could be wisely developed
and nurtured-"a
She could almost become the wife of
nobleman, I supposed"
If he were truly a nobleman, yes :"
Mr. Brisbin's living was a good one :
it was held at the within Of the master or
mistress Of Ballnagee; and he had never
before been quite so frank in the express
sion of a sentiment.
Gould perhaps become a suitable sue
cessOr to myselfP' pursued the duchess.
She knew where to stab the deepest
but she could not tell whether or not she
had given a cruel hurt, from the kindly
impassiveness Of his face
"Oh, / could not say that, your grace
Indeed, | could not even think or wish it. ."
The eyes Of the duchess were full of
banter and smiles, but a steady blaze of
vicious triumph was the deeper light be-
hind
Mr.. Brisbin," she concluded. rising
and changing her manner Instantly to one
of sympathetic concern. you have made
me deeply interested in this girl My
friends here are interested, too Is she
ABOUT the grounds now ! would like to
have the ladies get glimpse of her"
Il saw her in the courtyard as l came
in, " he answered with something like
TINY cloud drifting across his tiue face
oh, very well; thank you" The rec
tor had already bowed to the other ladies
ana was leaving the room. I'VE must
see YOU often while we are here. And an
other matter MIR. Brisbin." The duchess
came quickly to the rectors side aud took
( his arm conhdentially. IF you can find
that girl the right kind of husband
rather soon. MIR Brisbin a real splendid
fellow you know--why, if he were hand
some and able as yourself, Mr.. Brisbin, l
wouldn't mind seeing that the Ballnagee
living was made a perpetual one, and
give my cheque for a thousand pounds, to
boot! Good afternoon, Mr.. Brisbin."
Whatever the rector might have
I thought, he parted smilingly from the
| duchess and descended the grand stair
way as sturdily as he had come
The ladies were now together in little
bunch moving toward the great groined
window overlooking the quadrangle of the
castle where the rector had told the
duchess the girl Lucy had just been seen
"Humph" wheezed Lady Gray Molde;
"a very self-possessed young man for a
rector. I'd have no airs like that around
my estates. These fellows in orders are
getting much too free with their betters
and much too close to the dear people
Humph!"
Not a bad fellow, now, my dears
Quite charming IN fact. Elegant manners ;
very;' lisped Lady Mincer Mather.
"4Sather engaging that is, not bad -
quayered Lady Cdde Posthume, who was
slightly in advance of the remainder Of
the moving group.
why, your fine rector is the very fell
low who is in love with this Ballnagee
siren, after all!n solemnly croaked the
Honorable Mrs. EdgefurUher No doubt
whatever about it,
"Oh. OF course; yes; certainly" they
all echoed in unison.
Indeed, | wish / was as sure, " re-
spondgd the duchess with some feeling.
that Lord Vaudeville were not"
Here a faint screechiug cry of dismay
from Lady Odde Posthume who with one
hand pressed iekVelpd riuiauratta IN hay,