Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1896-10-30

become a servant, in this frigid Eng.
land Of yours-for your sake?" she ex-
claimed.
"As for marrying you," went on the
baronet, with unrufled composure, II
might, quite as prudently, have noosed u
cord ut once for my own neck. l ann not
rich. And cannot afford expensive lux
,lries, such as a marriage for the sake of
love would be- The idea is absurd"
Richard" snid the girl. stepping for
ward, and laying her hand lightly upon
his arm, II know you are not happy, and
1 know you are not rich. Why not re-
nounce your plots and wiles, and the
struggles Of your life in England here?
Glitka would make you true wife even
now. What remains of your fortune,
giltled beggary here, would go far in
Hungary, where life is cheap"
Upon my word, my dear creature
scornfully replied the baronet, "you draw
very pretty picture of some Arcadia
Of the backwoods. But it won't do, and
desire that I may be spared further an
noyance. have no wish to complain to
my sister, Lady Thorsdale, but"
''Speak to AIiladi, your sister, II you
darew Kissed out Glitka, her handsome
face almost disfgured by rage. "Say a
word to the countess and take what fol-
lows! Again forbid you to sell your
self for gain-ah! that treacherous face
of yours changes color, does it'll forbid
you to wed Miss Violet Mowbray, even
though she be rich"
"But she is not rich, as it happens"
quietly replied the baronet; "nor have
you the least authority for coupling her
k1,r,~ %I,.,k
lady, with NINE"
'No other young lady," responded Gilt
ka, stamping her foot passionately, "has
seventy thousand pounds to bestow upon
the dissembler who woos her for his wife.
Ha! you vince again; and again, traitor,
your false lip trembles. Listen. There
is the bell; you have visitors. go, but
heed what have said. Oh, il you are
wise, heed me!'
She left, but not to return to Thorsdale.
She went straight to the village hotel, to
the ladies' parlor, and sat there patiently
until gentleman appeared with whom
she had IN appointment-Mr. Marsh.
"Mademoiselle Glitka?" he said, with
an awkward bow.
Glitka bent her naughty head as some
savage princess might have done.
"You are Mr.. Marsh? Good! I have
much to say to you. The innocent must
be protected, and the guilty punished.
Sir" said the Hungarian girl, 81 believe
you to be good man and just man. Is
it true that Sir Richard Mortmain-Rich-
ard the Cavalicre-is to marry this ward
of yours, this Miss Violet?"
81 hope SOL trust he will; but why 2"
began the dry salter, wonderingly; but
Glitka cut him short.
"Becausc I wanted to be sure-quite
sure" she cried out, furiously, "before
set my foot upon his head to crush it,
gilded snake that he is! All, traitor,
traitor! when will you learn that it is
wisest for man to be true? Hear me.
sir! You would give your ward, your
charge, to this baronet because he is rich,
high in the worlds regard, honorable,
good. Is it not SO? But how if 1 tell you
II that have loved, and now hate-that it
Is a fair outside, and all within is false
and evil? How, il I say that this titled
suitor is not only ruined, not only spend
thrift, but knave that has broken the
law, rogue that conspires with ruf1ian
to cheat your Miss Mowbray of the con.
ccaled fortune for which he seeks her
hand-a wretch destined to chains and ths
prison that await the forgcr and the
thiefY'