The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1895-02-16

scrap of paper. Il took an Nonr to do,
aid the dawn vas peeping round the
biinda she folded the forged letter
! Tito Kittie's glove and locked the orig
inal document in a private drawer.
On the following Monday the Ouch.
ess OF Dulvefton, with Miss Marion am.
Lord Fcfiie and a party of friends re-
paired to Down View. Goodwood. The
weather was delightful and the party in
high spirits. except the duchess herself,
who complained of headache and de-
preston. She went to the races on
Tuesday, however, bit on Wednesday
declared herself unfit to leave the
house, and her guests drove to the
course without her.
She watched Kittie from her win
dow as she entered the carriage. The
girl looked pale. but very lovely; dark
! rings of sleeplessness enhanced the
beauty of her soft eyes, while the
plaintive droop at the corners OF her
sweet mouth lent an added charm 70
her face,
She wore white serge frock, just
touched with her favorite poppy red
at the throat and hem, a neat close
hat was fitted above her curls, and
large dark wrap cl oak was handed
into the carriage after her
"Umph! quite equipped, see," NUT
tered the duchess, as she rang her bell
for Perkins. demanded to be dressed at
once, and ordered her single brougham
to be around in an hour.
wants quarter to one, then she
won't be here yet," said Allan Ire
mayne. as he sau Inferred into the Chi
chester railway station. by Jove!
Allan, you're lucky dog to land such
a prize, real little beauty, and heav-
lily gilt from top to toe. i love her,
too, for her big eyes and Tor that rose
bud mouth of hers, which she has
never yet let me touch. But Tll-the
devil! the Duchess"
Good morning, Mr.. Tremayne,"
cried the duchess of Dulverton, cheer
lily, II expected to find you here. No,
l won't shake hands, thanks"
She glanced at the station clock.
Zone already. Dear me, how time
flies, and we've only ten minutes for
chat"
Ten minutes! DON'T
"a quick train from London stops
here in ten minutes" interposed the
duchess, with an air Of imparting
agreeable information, land you are!
going to catch it"
II beg your pardon, duchess, but
think not. You are laboring under
mistake" Tremayne tried to keep his
temper, but the knowledge that some
thing had gone wrong with his plans
made him brusque of speech.
The duchess, too, altered her tone
from simple urbanity to a colder key.
Come into the waiting room with
me-" she said. "Ah! you need not look
SO eagerly at the door. Iknowfou
are expecting Miss Marjoram every
minute. cannot prevent her from
coming here, but / can stop you from
speaking to her."
"Wi1d horses could not do that"
clustered Tremaync.
II daresay not" replied the duchess.
''but those three constables over there,
who hold warrant for your arrest
can"
"A Worrdut' SoSpco Audu, turning
pale. "Wbat for?"
For attempting to marry a ward in
chancery without the consent of the
court. All! you needn't deny. Your
letter arranging this Little affairs
at this moment in the hands of the
magistrate who granted the warrant.
1t will be forwarded to the proper au-
thorities tonight in the event of your
arrest. Now, Mr.. Tremayne, your
train is just due; hadn't you better
get over TO the opposite platform?
One moment, though = your disap-
pointment concerning my niece is, no
doubt, great-and the trip to Norway
Inexpensive"
She drew from her pocket roll of
notes and thrust them into his hand.
"Your train" she said once more.
smiling You'll have to run"
And he ran.
The duchess turned to find Kitty
behind her, white as her gown and
trembling from head to foot.
THE coward! The mean wretchl
To be bought off like that with few