Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1896-03-05

Would nothing induce you to stay be-
hind = he asked, in voice so low that
Mrs. Dene could not have heard it, even if
she had not at that moment been busy
counting cross-stitch pattern.
| She shook her head, not daring to trust
herself to speak
You might marry" he hazarded.
Never, neyern'
Why! he asked her boldly, his eyes
| still fastened on her face.
Her lips quivered in such evident dis
| tress that he could not press the ques-
| ton.
"All girls say that" he remarked in
| stead, with a touch of incredibility.
mot, l hope, with such good reason"
she replied, with dignity SO full Of sor-
row that he was silenced.
Even with the hope of consoling her
at last, he had no right to pain her So
This was the last day.
| Mrs. Denes stay at Alipore had done
her undoubted good. She was looking
better and brighter than she had looked
| tor a long time, since her husbands
death, in fact. People thought that she
was already comforted for his loss, and
began to wonder if che would marry
again, and if so, whom. Some such spec
ulation was expressed in the hearing of
| Barry Larron, and the thought entered
into his mind that, perhaps, it might be
| for his advantage if she married him.
Feeling terribly sore after his rejection
by the quartermaster's daughter, and I'M
able to carry out his revengeful threat
with any hope of success, he fancied he
might hurt her by so suddenly transfer
ring his attentions that she would be fam
to doubt whether they had ever seriously
do hIo a
must manage an exchange to Hattiabad.
| where the detachment was, and where he
would have every opportunity of matur-
ing his plans. This for two reasons
first, because even he would lack the as
surance necessary to make love to one
woman under the very eyes of that other
he had so lately woodland secondly,
| because Mrs. Dene herself was going so
| soon.
! But he was too cautious to take this
decisive move until he had satisfied HIM
self that he would receive a warm well
come. Not that he doubted it, only 1t
was his nature to calculate, as we'll as to
scheme.
So it happened that, when Jane and
Mrs. Dene arrived at the station, the first
person they saw walking down the plat
form was Major Larron.
Jane drew back at once.
II will go and get your ticket, and see
after your luggage. Perhaps he will have
| gone by then" she suggested, nervously.
| Mrs Dene assented, and walked on alone.
Major Larron advanced to meet her, in
irreproachable morning costume, with a
rosebud in button-hole. The widow, he
thought, might be more critical than the
girl.
II heard you were going to-day, and
did not wish you to leave without saying
good-by," he began. Il don't think,
however, it will be long before we meet
again"
"No?" queried Mrs. Dene, so quietly
that, had he not been certain she must
care for him still, now there was no bar
rier between them, he might have read
Indifference in her tone.
He was thinking to himself that report
had spoken truly; she was looking very
well, nearly as pretty as when she was a
girl and far more interesting.
II am coming to Hattiabad; to stay for
some time, / fancy
She looked up languidly, surprised.
"You will find it very dull, l am
afraid"
II do not think so. l always like Hat
tiabad. Do you remember when we met
there first
II remember distinctly everything con-
nected with our acquaintance, Major
Larron."
She was looking into his face still, with
such utter GOODNESS and dislike, as she
guessed at his intentions, that he was al
most convinced of his mistake. But he
would not admit it yet
81 am afraid you have not forgiven
me-" he said, reproachfully.
Her eyes were all ablaze as she an
swered scornfully:
forgiven you? Why, 1 am grateful to
Won, more grateful than l can express,
for saving me from marriage that
would have made me wretched, and Civ
ing me instead the noblest, kindest hus-
band that ever woman had. Thanks to
YOU / have known what perfect happi-
ness is, and though l possessed it for SO
short time, it is enough to sweeten the
remainder of life that would otherwise
be sad enough, heaven knows"
The Hon. Barry Larron twirled his
dark mustache, and tried to look unmoved
II don't think you have ever under
stood me. quite" he said, q little awk-
wardly.
Mrs. Dene shrugged her shoulders, not
attempting to conceal her contempt
Though she had said as much herself to
Jane, she began to doubt it now. A man
who had acted with SO little sincerity and
delicacy of feeling might be capable of
anything, she thought
"Well, I must not keep you longer
now" observed Larron. "We shall soon
meet at Hattiabad.'
But in his own mind that scheme was
already abandoned.
(TO be continued.)