The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1896-01-07

He made II ar once. as soon as he
found themselves alone in the billiard
room.
Il hope you don II wearisome,"
he said. 'I'm afrai. lie I'm down
here, you will be expected to see rather
good deal of me-"
II fear that's unavoidable" she re-
turned, demurely. "But then, when the
people come, you'll have to go away, or
everybody will suspect and chatter"
'-Why, yes, of course" said Hopetoun;
'I didn't think of that. When do your
first batch arrivcT"
Not for nearly month. Still, you
can 60 long before then, you see. Your
onerous duties will recall YOU"
IL suppose 1 ought to stay week or
j shan't look fond of you?" -
"Yes," answered Kate. 81 think un-
der the circumstances it would look
remarkable IL you tore yourself
away from me sooner than a week.
However, we understand each other,
and we need not have such protracted
tete-a-tetes as papa imagines, you know,
and when we are together you can read.
or write love letters to Miss Carstairs. l
say, show me what the spot stroke is,
will you? One is always hearing about
it, and haven't the faintest idea what il
means"
PART III.
At the end of the week he did go.
and, of course, called On Mrs. Carstairs
and Bella without delay. Bella did not
look SO attractive as usual he thought
when he first went in, but she bright
ened up immensely as he rccounted the
progress of the plot, and on leaving her
he told himself for the thousandth
time that she was the dearest girl on
earth.
1t is difficult to say how it was. but
after he had been back in town a few
days, certain restlessness began to
lnake itself felt in Hopetoun.
At first he thought it was his cousins
sympathy. He missed having some
one to talk to rbout Bella, he said; but
since Bella in propria persona was here,
within half an hours cab drive, that
explanation would not do. No, he did
not know what was the matter with
him exactly. Impatience, perhaps?
Yes, that must be IL. Now that the
haven of his hopes was drawing near.
he was more inpatient; the suspense
was telling upon his nerves! He would
run down to Deercourt on Saturday,
and ascertain how his uncle's efforts
were getting on.
After he had determined on this step,
he saw how right he had been in at
tributing his disquietude to the last
named cause. He felt better already,
and found himself looking forward to
Saturday with almost as much eager
ness as if il had been the capital APP
pointment itself.
He told Kate SO when he arrived.
"Do you think il will be long af-
fair?" ne inquired. 1T may sound un-
reasonable, but now that your father
is really bestirring himself at last, my
present position seems more unendur-
able than before"
IL can understand that" said ths
eirl, fully! Papa said something
about Canada the other day. Would
Miss Carstairs mind going out there, do
you think?"
'Well, hardly know" replied Hope
toun. Il wanted something in Eng
tapd, OF course, but we are very anxious
to marry, and Canada would be better
than nothing. wouldn't it?"
IL thought SO, and that is why did
not veto it when it was mentioned
You had better put it to her, and let
me know what she says. If she has
an insuperable objection to leaving
home, papa must look for something
else"
'I'll let you know at once" Arnold
answered. IL don't think there will
be any difficulty about it. If she doesn't
ike TO leave her mother, why, her
mother could go out there too"
His tone, however, was not SO as
sured as his words. He rather dreaded
that Bella would dislike the idea of
Canada, and the feeling proved pro-
phetic a couple of days later. The
young lady declared colony was out
of the question. Her interests were all
in London, she said; she had been born
in London, bred in London. OF course
she loved Arnold very dearly, and would
MAKE ululOSI any SdcTllitt lOl lliLi, but
she begged that he would not ask her to
be an exile for his sake, for she felt that
that would kill her.
What she said to her mother was not
exactly the same thing, though the OBJ
lection was still there. "It's perfectly
preposterous!" she exclaimed. Fancy,
he's Lord Drillngbam's nephew, end
the best the old man can suggest now is
some wretched appointment in Canada!
that's not what | want"
NO." agreed Mrs. Carstairs, mildly,
"you want a nice little house in May
fair, and a proper circle around you. l
can't say i think much of that sugges-
ton. You know, Bella, have always
thought you could do much better for
yourself than Hopetoun under any
circumstances. lie is very nice, and
gentlemanly, and all that. but he isn't
brilliant, and he isn't rich. Heigho!"
"Heigho," echoed her daughter.
swell, it's too late TO consider thai