Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1895-05-01

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tered In q very becoming tea gown
all creamy muslin and lace, lightened by
tufty knots Of soft crimson ribbon. She
was an attractive looking woman. with.
out regular beauty-a soft pale complex.
ion, with a certain richness of tint-a
very red-lipped mouth. somewhat pouting
"a wide. low forehead. and large, dark
beseeching eyes. Her hair was profuse-
Of peculiar yellow, golden tint-and
worn IN careless, irregular fringe
which gave orderly and narrow minded
people an impression of untidiness.
| And, you do not 60 direct to Ewes
leigh| said Mrs. Ruthven, placing her.
self on the sofa, and folding one foot un.
der her, with Oriental suppleness
| mo. We leave at four o'clock for
Bournemouth. Aunt minister has been
| very unwell. and wishes to see me-"
! "Ah, the Duchess of Ilminster!'' said
! Mrs. Ruthven. as If a little impressed
"But how will Mr.. Marsden manage his
preparations without your"
perfectly we'll. He has excellent taste
10 will order everything. regardless OF
cost, and leave the payment to Provi.
| 1ense."
Mrs. Ruthven smiled, thoughtfully, with
downcast eyes, as she opened and shut q
large feather fan.
You are little hard on your brother!
de has a right royal nature-and-a fine
estate"
Yes. An estate that-with a little
prudence. and a little ready money
would soon recover itself. l am always
impatient with Clifford. He is quite old
enough now to give up his follies and
take to work. to ambition! There must
be some dozen girls in the marriage mar.
ket with heaps of money, any one OF
whom would jump at Marsden of Ewes
leigh. Then Parliament, and q splendid
( career would be open to a man Of his
ability! l see him ambassador. secretary
OF foreign affairs-anything-in short,
cried Lady Dorrington, laughing, Il am
hard on my brother, because 1 know what
he could do-and see how he wastes hi,
lifew
Mrs. Ruthven made no reply; she looked
at her fan, and slight color rose in her
cheek.
Il see you have his last photograph
resumed Lady Dorrington. "Bad boy.
He refused it to mel Well, dear Mrs.
Ruthven, tell mellow are you? 1 was
so sorry to hear you had sprained your
ankle!'
light again. l was foolish enough to let
myself be persuaded to climb down some
rocks at Ventnor, and suffered according
ly. One should always stick to ones
principle!-and mine is to avoid unneces.
sary exertion, except riding. l now hope
to dance nt your brothers ball."
HE will be greatly disappointed if you
DO not. He looks to you to be queen Of
tho fete; and fancy the county is on the
tiptoe of expectation respecting you also"
why! what can they possibly know
about me?" asked Mrs. Ruthven, with n
pleased smile.
"Oh! we are sad gossips in Blankshire.
and deeply interested in possibilities
which may affect us socially"
Does not that Miss L'Estrange, VIII.
was staying with you last spring. live
near Evesleigh?" asked Mrs. Ruthven
abruptly
'Yes. close by. She has little prop
erty bordering my brothers, and is a dis
tant cousin"
"a little property! l was in hopes il
was a big one; for I have an idea Mr.
Marsden was n good deal taken in that
quarter. nor am l surprised: Miss LES
TRANCE is a charming girl"
Lady Dorrington glanced at her keenly.
"Oh, very nice, indeed, but l should
nevcr forgive her if she married Clifford;
and he could not be so insane. He would
not marry her. Indeed, a mere inexperi-
enccd girl could never be SO attractive to
him as a woman Of the world"
(To be continued)