The sun., 1894-03-01

ry that Wolf flew at you; trust he mas
not hurt you in any way"
mo, no; not at all, l thank you," he
stammered, scarcely knowing what he
said.
"Oh, am so glad to hear that!" she
| frankly said, at once leading the way
into the house, Sir Basil, his thoughts
all in confusion, following her. My
grandfather Is rather deaf, Sir Basil, y
She explained, as she ushered her uneX-
Dected visit into the cottage parlor,
where there was sitting a venerable
man, with long locks of silver hair,
and a countenance expressive OF be-
nevOlence and goodness.
The old gentleman rose on the en-
trance of Sir Basil, looked greatly sur
prised and mystitied at his unlocked
for appearance there.
"Sir Basil DOvetee, grandfather,
said the young girl in the old mans
| ear.
I'm proud to see him here, Ger
trrlde," he replied, with courteous
bow to the young EarOnet. "Weu l.
| knew your father, the late Sir Basil
Dovetree, and likewise your grand
| sire: and am delighted to have an op-
portunity of personally wishing you
health to enjoy the possessions you are
| heir to"
The young baronet bowed confused
| ly in acknowledgment of the old mans
gracious words, and tried to stammer
a suitable reply; but his brain was in a
whiri. his lips clung to each other, and
| his voice was no longer under his con-
troll
Gertrude placed chair for him,
and bade him be seated She then pro
ceeded to inform her grandfather how
Wolf misbehavcd himself towards Sir
Basil Dovetree.
The old gentleman listened to her in
great perpleXity, at n loss to under
stand what the baronet could have
been doing in the cottage garden. But
although unable to fully comprehend
matters as they stood at present, Ger
trude's grandparent was altogether too
we'll bred to trouble his visitor with
| many questions.
My grandfather was the curate of
RavenSmarsh for upwards of fifty
! years." Gertrude explained to Sir Ba-
| sill. mo wonder that he knew your
father, your uncle, and your grand
| sire"
mo wonder at all! stammered he,
| growing embodied by the unaffected
| ing hostess, and now plunged head
over ears in love with her Il am
quite delighted to become acquainted
! with your grandfather, and I shall es-
TEEN it a great favOur-happiness, I
should say-to be permitted to call up
OF him now and thenv'
"Oh, he will, I am sure. feel quite
honored by your visits, Sir Basilv'
Gertrude frankly answered, pleasure
sparkling in her eyes, and dimpling
her soft, round cheeks as she spoke.
How shall I address your grandfa-
ther!" asked he.
His name is John Gilruth.''
And what may l call you" the
young baronet further asked, sinking
his voice, and fixing his eyes on hers.
Gertrude Gilruth," returned she,
simply, wholly unconscious of his ad.
miring gaze.
Gertrude G;lruthr' repeated he 81
shall remember that namav' he added
u.tering his words with soft and in,
significant intonation.
II have seen her, talked to her, clasp
ed hands with her, Warrington, and
she is charming in every respect
This was said by the young master
of Ravensmarsh, after his return home
when he unceremoniously burst in up
on the creole's meditations
Pelham Warrington looked up in as
tonishment
"You have seen her, talked with her.
clasped hands with her. How, when
and where may 1 ask?'
Guilty. When?-half an hour ago
Where?-under her own roof" Sil
Basil triumphantly replied. "Yor
look as If - you doubted my
word, Warringtong' he added
noting the surprise expressed in his
friends countenance.
Nay, not I, indeed. Why should L?
I'm more in love with her thar
ever"
''IOu were not, then, disappointed or
O. closer examination of her beauties p
! Disappointed! She is an angel
Warrington; and her name is Gertrude
Gilruth!'
"Oh! calculated Pelham, in a sar
castle tone.
There! I have donew said th,
young baronet, feeling somewhat vcxeC
at his companions manner. Il vii
tell you no more about her"
"Wherefore" demanded the creole
suddenly changing his accents, an(
smiling blandly.
Sir Basil made no reply.
"Oh, do not wish to enforce you
confdenceW pursued Pelham But
am your elder by ten long years. I hav
Judgment. and some discretion, hope
and I thought that my advice woulC
have been of some value to one VIII
had not had so much worldly expert
ence as myself. However. it appear
that you are not in want of any coun
sel--that you are determined to pursu
i your own way in this matter, utterl,
regardless of the serious entanglemen
/ you may plunge yourself into"
! "My way-with Gertrude Gilruth'
: consent-will assuredly lead to matri
mony! l do not wish to possess hel
save lawfullyv'
, The creole smiled. produced his snuff
: box, and took from it a huge pinch o
tobacco dust.
g "Egad, Basil. but this humdrum, ar
: castral place of yours is positively trans
forming you into humdrum sort of
fellow! Where is your spirit, thai
| at your years, you can thus really cor
l | template throwing away your preciou
3 | liberty, and putting on chains?'
s The young baronet remained silent
= Chains formed by rustic wrench!
0 added the creole, tauntingly.
, The master of Ravensmarsh WINGED
3 and his cheeks flushed poppy red.
: "She would look mighty well intro
duced at court. as Lady R0yetreeI
should like to see her humble, awl
+ ward curtsey. and her raw manner:
when amongs our stately Englis
, damesr' Warrington continued, in til
same sarcastic syllables as before.
Sir Basips hand played with the hi
of his sword. His companions perm
cious words did not fall quite unheede
on his ear; ah, no. they entered hi
breast, and took deep root therein.
Warrington felt that he had not spol
en- in vain: he well knew his friend
yacillating nature. and that he migl
be easily led into or out of any path
directed right or wrong. The creol
had reasons for all he said and dit
| ond ;f TyaS for his own ncnnpia1 intpra,