The daily morning journal and courier., 1895-03-16

HOIle, WHICH kept nm poor man all'
 a bachelor. Presently he made so bolC
 as to ask Mrs. Travers if the heat wer,
 not very trying to Miss Gwenny; sh'
 had grown sIo pale and so quiet nov
 that the first excitement of her arriva
 was over, and though she was as swee
 and pleasant to every one there
 seemed something lacking in the spon
 taneity of her enjoyment, and GwennS
 coming into the room at the moment
 the suddenly awakened mother flew al | her with hundred questions of eager anxiety. Gwenny put them all aside
 and Major Danvers got up to go, feel ing horribly guilty at the storm he had
 raised; there was a look in the girls
 eyes too, as she bade him goodbye,
 which haunted him, Was she appealing
 to him? Had anything frightened her?
 He strode off to his quarters feeling
 puzzled and vexed with himself-what
 fool he had been to put his finger into
 a ladies' pie, and what a goose the col
 onel's wife was not to take things more
 sensibly He had only meant to give
 her a little hint, and she had flown into fever and made him look like fool
 before Gwenny; yet-yet-what on earth was wrong with Gwenny?
 That's where find fault with Roger Danvers'" grumbled Mrs. Travers to her husband. "He is a capital soldier and a good man, know, but he's dreadfully gauche. Now poor dear Charley Kettering would never have said such a thing-as if a mother hadn't the sharpest eyes of anybody in the world for her own daughter! Did you ever think, colonel, what a couple Gwenny and poor Charley would have made if he had lived? He used to call her his little wife years ago, before she went home to school. An, dear, dear, India takes the best of usp'
 The colonel's wife was a very charm ing woman, but she was not keenly ob- servant, and it had never struck her that allusions to poor Charley Ketter- ing, who had died during the year she was at home, and whom the colonel had nursed in his last illness, were specially distasteful to her husband.
 The next time Gwenny met Roger Danvers at the tennis-ground, and could speak to him for moment unob- served, she said: Don't put ideas into mammals head, Major Danvers. h. deed Pm all right only a little tired sometimes"
 q was so sorry, Miss Gwenny, for the 6ommotion I had raised. I could have shot myself afterward when I saw that I had frightened your mother and an- noyed you; but, forgive me for repeat ing it. you are looking very different and-are you sure there is nothing the matter?'
 Moo, nothing: that is-Oh, if you've noticed, 1t must be noticeable"- and Gwenny's face grew suddenly pink and her eyes filled with tears. Its the nights here, Major Danvers. l don't know what it is, but they are terrible, always the same kind of terror, and the same figure"-
 She stopped in confusion.
 They had walked to the end of the and were practically alone; even Mrs Trent would not have been so tactless as to disturb them, and as they leaned against the railing Dan vers could feel the shudder that shook the girls slight frame.
 DO you mean that you dream, and dream always of the same f1gure?" he asked in a low voice.
 T don't know if it is a dream, or if I am awake when the thought comes to me, but it is something horrible-in my room, Gwenny said in shaken, jerky tones. q think I go to sleep all right, and it is later that it comes on. Oh, can't tell anybody; let us go back to the others" and she turned to walk back, but Danvers saw that her face was ashy white now and her eyes dis tened with real fear.
 "One moment" he said detaining 1er Can't you tell your mother?"
 q want to, but she took such pleas lre in making that pretty room for me, md now I can never enter it without he dreadful feeling coming over me, md it seems-oh, it seems as if I were going mad!'
 Nonsense, Miss Gwenny! you must | ell your father, then
 The girl looked full at him as the tone ,f command struck her. She was sol | Hers daughter, and answered to it at | ,nce.
 Papa? Do you think could? He is | llways so busy, and never thought of | iaring to trouble him; but could more | ,asily explain 1t to him than to mann na I think"
 "Then do it at once; promise me, 4wenny; tonight without fail" the young man said. almost fiercely, for | hey were nearing the others now, and drs. Bogle's pince-nez was fixed like upon them. Promise" and Gwenny promised in a quick for there is one thing girl annot resist in a man, and that is a udden exhibition of masterfulness.
 Like other powerful animals it is per laps good thing they do not know wherein their strength lies!
 About ten o'clock that night, as Dan- CTS was smoking and fancying he was eading in his quarters, Colonel Ira CTS came in; the younger man guessed n a moment something of what had rought him, and jumped up nervously with the expectancy of an explanation n his face. "I want you to come up to he bungalow with me, Danvers, I can ell you what about as we go, only look harp" and a moment later the two 1en were striding quickly over the yhite moonlit road.
 My girl spoke to you this afternoon bout something-someth thing that trou- led and disturbed her, and you told CT to come to me. No, you did quite iph t1v"-as the major would have ex-