Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1896-02-27

lessly.
'sThe face I saw looking in at the south
bedroom window when 1 was last here
Don't you remember? We were both
awfully frightened and ran out OF the
room, and you called Mr.. Brown to
chase it away. Is Mr.. Brown here
still?"
you little goose with your ghosts
responded Ruthven. Every leaf that
taps at the window is DOGGY in your
imagination. Isn't she a coward, Miss
Flower?''
But as he glanced round the table he
perceived that Margaret's light words
had had more effect than he imagined.
Carmen was looking guilty, and Sir
Frederick disturbed.
tsWhy did I never hear of this be-
fore?" he inquired in a low tone of his
niece.
'sOh. don't know 1 thought Webb
would have told you. 1t was of no con-
sequence
--That is not for you to decide re-
piled Sir Frederick sternly, "and will
have my orders obeyed.'
81 so often think of it," went on
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just like rag doll, with long, black
hair, and Mrs. Garrett declared"
t'You can leave the ROOM" said Sir
Frederic, abruptly, to the servants,
whilst Carmen attempted to frown
down her loquacious friend.
Margaret, be quiet" said Ruthven,
seeing something was the matter. You
have a wonderful knack of saying the
wrong thing at the wrong time, my
dear. You must try to check yourself
of it, or at least pay more attention
to the wishes of your friends. You
chatter too fast for so young girl.
You forget that we older people may
have topics of conversation more in
teresting than this Renaissance of
yours
He spoke rapidly rather than grave
ly, because he saw the uneasiness of
their host, and desired TO cover what
ever awkwardness his wards allusion
had engendered; but to Margaret, whom
he had never reproved before, his words
sounded harsh, and entirely subdued
her. Sir Frederic made some lame ex-
cuse as to all old houses having their
ghost stories, and servants being easily
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to set Margaret at her ease; and she was
miserable and silent till the end of din
ner. AS soon as it was over Carmen
attacked her in the drawing-room.
Whatever made you think of that
wretched old story tonight, Pearl?
| never dared tell uncle anything about
it, or he would have declared someone
had been playing us trick For good
| ness sake never mention it before him
again, will your
ooh, no! you may be sure will not, -
replied Margaret, whose heart was too
sore at her guardians reproof to feel
any further curiosity on the subject.
1t was soft autumn evening, as
warm as summer, and, filed with anx-
iety to know why Ruthyen had spoken
SO sternly to her, the girl took the first
opportunity to slip away to the Monks
Walk, which ran around the large lawn,
and brood alone upon the thought that
puzzled her.
Where is Margaret?" was Ruthyen's
opening remark on finding Carmen in
the drawing-room.
st don't know; l think she went into
the garden
Let us go and find her. he replied
His conscience had smitten him lit
tie, and, perceivfng the sudden collapse
of Pearls gay spirits, he longed to give
her a reassuring smile.
Carmen and he passed out upon tie
lawn together, her white dress stand
ing out distinctly against the evening
shadows. Pearl watched them from her
gloomy Observation-Disclosures and felt
wretched. She saw Ruthven take Car
mems hand and hold it in his own
He was only thanking her for all the
kindness she had shown to his little
ward-but how was his little ward to
know that9 He never did the same TO
her. If he took her hand for moment
he dropped it as though it had stung
him, and Margaret never guessed it was
because he so much longed, but did not
dare, to carry it to his lips. She thought
he must like Carmen very, very much
to behave so kindly to her-and poor
Pearls tears flowed fast at the idea.
Ruthven had forbidden her to speak
of earning her living to him, but if this
went on she must go away-she felt she
must-where she should never see it
happen again
Her childish disappointment and
jealousy could ind no better vent than