Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1896-04-18


dying, an making beautiful end, rest her
sowl!-what should see but the polls stick
ing up play card, Offering f5GH for that il
ligant boys head, young Valentine Cos
tello's-the cruel numbering devils! Five
hundred pounds, no less, and with a
glance at his masters military guest what
is he but boy that's not come to his right
sense yet? Sure in a year or So he'll know
better"
IN the meantime he may do lot of mis-
Chief" said Capal, gravely.
That's true!" cried Digby, eff only young
fellows and enthusiasts would stop and
think of the awful responsibility they incur,
and the misery they cause they would see
it's better to bear the ills we have"
And 1 seed that informin American
Jeff'ries along with the polls, an his pocket
stuck out with the bills, an a paste pot in
his bands. He'll be having a bullet in the
side of his head, some night" put in the
footman.
How'd your tongue, Watty." said De-
lany, in n loud bitter aside. "A long-leg-
ged laundering gossoon of your sort has no
call to prate with the gcntry.'
Capel listened in amused establishment to
this unheard-of mingling of menials in the
talk of their masters while he noticed that
Grace'S cheeks grew pale
This harbarouS country is not fit for so
tender a SOUL" he thought.
Five hundred pounds for Val Costello's
head! 1 never thought it would be worth
so much'' cried Nelly, with a slightly hys-
terical laugh.
fore" said Nine. de Suresne.
Did you know this rebel?" asked Capel,
in much surprise.
las children We played together. but he
went to France, and we have not seen him
for many years. replied Grace, hastily. A
pause followed which was broken by the
old French lady; who observed: "Ah. yes, I
well remember him; he was what Won call
one imp of mischief"
As soon as the cloth was removed the
ladies left the room. in spite of Mr. Digby's
gallant remonstrance.
The door seemed scarcely to have closed
upon them, and Mr.. Digby was in the act
of drawing his chair nearer to his guest,
when Capel lifted his hand, exclaimng:
What's that?"
Il did not helr anything" said the other.
Some one called. fancied it was Miss
Digby's voice."
Her father rose at once and went out of
the room followed by Capel In the hall
they found group of servants, with Grace
and her cousin, gathered around Nine de
Suresne, whom the butler and the footman
were in the act of raising from the par
quoted floor.
What is the matter?" cried Digby
"Oh! it's so unfortunate" cried Grace;
dear Nine. de Suresne slipped and fell.
fear she has sprained OF dsloca ted her
ankle. See, she is in great pain" A low
moan broke from the sufferer.
Send for nurse!" cried Nelly. AS she
spoke, stout, square. wel-dressed woman
came to them quickly, followed by a man
q
chair.
''Herer' cried nurse in authoritative
tones; put the dear lady in this, and you
and Watty can carry her upstairs-no! MIR.
Delany, you are not fit to try. Stan out of
the way, Miss Nelly, Alannah"
Send for Dr. Stokes!' cried Digby
Mot 6. bit of it!' said nurse, stoutly;
I'm as good as any doctor for sprain or
strain. Lave her to me, av your lady
ship will be content with me?"
Yes, well content" murmured the suf-
ferer. stretching out her hand and adding
some words in French. which no one heed
occupant, end went away upstairs, follow
ed by all the wome n present.
Come back and have another glass of
claret, Capel.' said the host. This is
rather an unlucky turn. A wrench of that
kind Is bad for woman Of madame's
years."
''She seems remarkably vigorous" re-
turned Capel. II observed that when the
hind her, she stood quite firm for a mo-
ment, holding on to the banisters."
A little more talk. another glass Of claret,
and they were Interrupted by the entrance
"Wellr' cried Digby.
"Oh! she seems easier Nurse has bound
up her ankle loosely, with some of the
famous lotion, and put her to bed. Nell is
going to stay with her, and I have come
to give you your tea, which Is ready in the
drawing Room"
The gentlemen followed her, and after
the ''cup which cheers" ETC., Capel asked
for song.
"Come into the next room," she said. He
obeyed and found its chief furniture was a
harp and piano, guitar and stands full
of music books.
Grace Digby drew the harp to her and
proceeded to tune it
" ''Is 1t not unlucky?" she said. ''It will be
some days before madame can come down
stairs. but nrrse says 1t Is not a bad
sprain."