The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1896-09-20

| Stung by the implied reprOacn On MS 1ath-
er's memory He did it for the best"
Then the old Earl looked at him more
kindly STILL pleased with the quick defense
and the look In his eyes gave Harry cour-
Il had hoped to come to you this week
Lord Felshaan. on a different GRAND, as
WHAT asked the Earl, with dry note
Il had hoped-that is / aspired to Lady
Anne, Lord F'elsham; but now | have moth
ing to offer her.
The cid man shook his head and harsh
er. more bitter expression banished the
kindness 1t had worn before.
Anne shall not make such a poor job of
matrimony her sisters have done. De-
cent chaps both of them. mind you. but
hard up to the last degree. Anne must
marry well-money, in fact. or not at all. .
Vinnicombe rose to his seat, for there
| was no sort of indecision about the words
| to which he listened.
II wish you to understand, lad, that !
| have no objection to you-inNfact, there is
no other man to whom / would give her
so cheerfuly and willingly. And 1 will say,
but for this foolish move on your mothers
part. i might have accepted the situation
| but there is no use saying anything more
about it. The best thing you can do is to
So he was dismissed He rode quickly
down the beech avenue. looking downward
at his horses glossy neck, when presently
through the trees he caught the warm
crimson CLEAN of a gown which was pc
culiarly becoming to Lady Anne.
| with all his heart in his honest eyes.
What did papa say?" she asked, breath
lessly.
Just what / expected-that you are to
| marry money. Anne"
Il am to marry money am I? Well: per-
| haps / may some day; and what else?
That L had better go away and forget
| all about you.
| And shall you?" she asked. innocently
and with little adorable smile.
| Il don't think shall even try. he said
desperately. as he caught her to his heart
| If m
money till can prove that L can't make
And she promised with her solemn, true
eyes looking straight into his. And Anne
Blunt was woman Of her word.
| Harry Vinnicombe stepped out upon the
| bare platform of the Canadian Pacific rail-
| way station at Ottawa on the afternoon of
/ a blazing hot July day. He had been in the
| train two days and bore traces of that in
tolerably long, burning, dusty journey. His
| clothes We're powdered with the fine dust
| with which the air had been charged all
along the line, and his rudy face looked
| as if it wanted to make the acquaintance
| of soap and water. He was looking well
| and strong and fit. a perfect giant of a fell
| low. and his face had lost none of its win
away the heart of Lady Anne Blunt He
was less the polished gentleman-more the
country squire or farmer; and he did not
| look as If the new world had used him i'll.
Nevertheless, he was inwardly considerably
worried about his financial affairs, and his
with. 1t was his first visit to the capital,
and as he stepped from the dreary little
ished look of the place and by the strong
odor Of sawdust in the air. Like most
healthy natures, he was keenly interested
in new places and things. and even person
al cares could not shut him out from keen
enjoyment of the same A Gladstone bag,
well worn contained change of clothing,
and he thought no shame to carry 1t him.
self up the steep ascent to the main street
of the town where he found the hotel to
which he had been recommended.
There he had a good bath, and after q
substantial dinner enjoyed longf &C. ere req
tel. 1t looked out upon the street, which
was not very busy at that hour of the day.
through the cool of early evening was ap-
preaching He had just decided upon stroll
through the town, when he beheld a car
c comfng ers sIoWly s down p the street The v
cries of the servants and the general aP.
BELONGED to some one high in rank and
estate. Just then the waiter, VINO set the
lemon squash at his elbow, ventured on
"A carriage from Rideau, sir, The Gov
ernor's here yet. We've never had such O.
fairs is pressin', they say, and govern,
ment's anxious to get the work pushed
aOh. indeed; and is that the Governors
lady?'' inquired Vinnicombe, regarding
with interest the solitary figure in the car
riage, which however, was almost hidden
by the capacious shade of a white lace
parasol lined with green.
mo. sir that's a young lady They've
got a lot of folk from England, and We've
had a grand season. Very good for the
place. sir, when the Governors folks are so
handed"
II suppose So vinnicombe said. absent
~ as he watched. the approaching car
riage, which moved slowly, as If waiting
for some one who had left 1t.
AS it came directly opposite the window
where he stood the lace parasol suddenly
swayed aside, and its possessor gave
careless glance at the windows of the no
tel Then the room seemed to sway round
Harry Vinnicombe, for, unless his eyes and
all his senses lied to him, he looked upon
the face of the woman he had loved, and
who. he thought was lost to him. the face
of Anne Blunt. She saw and recognized
him. too and became as white. as the
dropping lace which shaded her face. But
word to the coachman, and the carriage
drew up at the hotel door, and the next
moment Harry was standing on the pave
thrilled him as it answered to his passion
ate grasp
you doing here? Am l dreaming? L have
brooded so long on some such meeting that
perhaps am only imagining it even n nov
told you | had Gomez"
Nobody. I'm here on my own business
my farm. 1 have an appointment with
him tomorrow at II. What are you doing
a Rdsan Of are you Stupid boy
have you forgotten that Lady Lundie is
my cousin? She will be here directly, and
will ask you up to dinner tonight. On,
isn't this lovely? And what would papa
say if he us now?"
Her eyes cleaned with mischief and her
smile was irresistible.
HE thinks I'm cured, or he never would
have dared to let me come here, though, |
of course, we hadn't the renlotest idea |
where your place Is. I've been trying my
hardest to find out Do you think, you |
wicked, cruel boy, that you deserve or have |
earned a smile or civil word from Anne |
Blunt?''
II don't know anything at this moment. |
hear your voice; it is enough for me-
Something in his tone made her bright |
eyes grow suddenly dim.
well, this is no place for mutual recrim- |
nations for condolences, she said !
Here comes Emily. You needn't look so |
appalled,. She knows all about syou. and /
assure you she is very kindly disposed |
toward you for my sake.
VinnicOmbe drew himself up. looking his |
best and braveSt for the Governors lady |
who gave him the kndest of greetings.
Get IN, Mr. Vinnicombe, and come in to
tea with US. Nothing will ever convince
me that this is not plot, Anne, but it's
very forgivable one''
So 1t came to pass that the simple farmer
from the shores of San Marie, who had
come to make a plea to the Minister of Ag-
riculture on his own behalf. began his quest
very we'll by riding through the town in
carriage from Government House. And
Lady Emily knew very we'll that
she was going straight against the wishes
Of her Uncle Felsham, she took care that
the lovers should have ample opportunity
in the pleasant grounds of Riceau When |
Iar Vinnicnrnha haa |