The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-06-09


ming struck IL TO the heart and killed H.
And IN this picture OF yours II seems TO
ask was 70 my fault that fell2 OF course
you mean il as an emblem OF some noble
ruined life. do you not7'
He heard her with certain wOnuer and
reverence-her voice was 50 very sweet
and grave
Il cannot say I ever thought OF It in
the way you see Il" he answered, but
I am very glad-and proud. that you find
so much poetry in my poor effort
Poetry oh, no. 1 am not al all poett-
cal.' she said, quickly. and almost shame
facedly. Il used to be rather fond Of
reading Keats Ond Byron. bat ! never do
that now-my husband does not like tt
'Indeedr' murmurcd Fame vaguely.
wishing he could make picture Of her as
she stood before him in her little white
gown. with a picturesque, broadbrimmed
hat resting on the sunny curls Of her
abundant hair.
NO" she went on. confdingly 'he
thinks II such nonsense. You see, he is
a very clever man. and very scientific.
He reads all the heavy magazines, and
thinks il is very silly 10 waste time on
studying verse, when one can have so
much prose"
Yes. there certainly is a good deal Of
prose about" said Fame
At that moment a shadow crossed the
sunlight in which they stood. and Mr..
<Aili4a-s nam SAANGIliy uld4c MS appearance.
w ny, HaroldE exclaimed his wife,
springing towards him. Il thought you
had gone into the town"
Il have been into the town" he re
piled. frigidly, but / have returned a
few minutes ago. Perhaps you are not
aware 1t is nearly our lunch hour?" Then,
with a stand-offish yet wOuld-be patro-
nizing air, addressing himself TO Fame,
You are an artist, sir?"
Il do a little in that Wav" rpplied the
young man, modestly. Mrs. Allingham
happened to pass by while l was at work
and she has been kind enough to look at
my sketch"
"Ah-yes-er-yes! Very good indeedr'
murmured Mr.. Allingham scarcely glanc-
ing at the picture as he spoke. Rose, it
Is tune we went in. You are staying at
our hotel are you not, Mr.-er-Mr.-?''
Fane," said that gentleman, mildly
'Fane, oh, ah-yes. think l have heard
Of you in London. You have exhibited,
have you not?''
Frequently"
"Oh, yes, er-I rememberi Charmed
charmed to meet youl Are you coming our
way now?"
mo-" said Fame, rather brusquely, Il
must finish my work"
And he raised his hat courteously as hus-
Oand and wife in turn saluted him and
walked away together He looked after
them for some minutes, noting with an ar
lists eye the Swaying youthful grace of
the woman's dainty figure, and the stiff
uncompromising squareness of the mans
Unmatched in every way" he said to
himself. She is too young; and he is too
conceited."
That same evening he was somewhat
surprised when Mr.. Allingham came up to
him with almost an air Of cordially, and
invited him to take coffee, and a smoke
afterwards, in that private part of the
"Gutsch,' verandah which had been spe-
cially partitioned off for the sole use and
benefit Of the newly-wedded pair. He went
and was shyly welcomed by Mrs. Alling-
ham, who looked more like a small lost
angel than ever attired in a loose tea
gown of silky white, adorned with old lace
and sleeves of delicate chiffon. She sat a
little apart looking out through the creep
ers which festooned the verandah at the
full moon, sailing slowly through white
clouds over the nights Of Sonnenberg.
Mrs. Allingham does not object to
smoker said Fame, cautiously, before
lighting his cigar. She turned her head
surprised; her husband laughed.
well. 1 never asked her. he said Rose
do you hear? DO you object to smoker"
object? l? Oh, no. she faltered.
Not at ALI"
Her husband laughed again, and passed
the liquors to his guest. who, however,
helped himself very sparingly. Alling-
ham drank off some cognac, and began
to talk, and presently brought round the
conversation to the subject of his place in
Norfolk-Dnscomube Hall
Il have been looking" he said, with a
pompous air. for competent person to
make sketches of the place Now l be-
leve, if / am not mistaken, that you are
on the staff of one of the pictorials?''
Fame admitted the fact.
Then you would be the very man for
me. l should not at all mind giving you
the job, if you would care to undertake
it,"
1t was on the tip of Fans tongue to say
tnat he would him - first, for the
mans tone was so bumptious and patron
izing as to be distinctly offensive. But,
glancng at the delicate profile of the girl
who leaned out among the clambering
vines, looking at the solemn beauty of the
night, he restrained himself by an eff
fort.
IF my engagements will allow me to ac>
cept any extra work, l shall not object"
he answered stifly but l should have to
communicate with my editor first"
"Oh, certainly certainly" said Mr.. Al
bingham. compacently. "Only if you do
it at all. you must do it in October If
| you can't arrange that / must get some-
body else. Dun compc Hall is a very fine
subject for an artists pencil. 1t used TO
be a monastery and there are still some
ruins OF lne Olu ClOlSlefS III the GROUNDS.
And there is a snowy bit of sketching al
ways at hand in the Haunted Mere"
rs 1t haunted?"
"Well. they say So" replied Allingham,
lighting his cigar. i've never seen the
ghost myself, but am told that whenever
there is to be a death in the family lady
| appears in boat on the water and beck
ons the departing spirit. All nonsense, of
course, But rather like a family ghost"
And your" asked Fame of Mrs. Alling-
! ham, seeing that she had turned towards
| them and was listening attentively.
| Il cannot quite tell whether 1 do or not"
she said, slowly, and he fancied he saw her
tremble. Il have never been in haunted
| house to my knowledge, and, of course,
it will be a new experience" She forced
! little smile Il did not know Dunscombe
/ Hall had a ghost"
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