The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1897-02-27

to be fathers, Sylvester"
HE left it to me-" the boy says. rude
~ and positively. Il asked him for it,
and he said l was to have it"
"Hush"' Muriel returns the color Wis
IDLY burning in her cheeks, and casting
beseeching glance at Miles, whose
wrathful eyes are .ylittering. on
should not discuss family matters in pub
lic."
This is said very reprovingly, but still
with pleasant little, humorous smile,
which makes more than amends for all
severity, Major Llewellyn thinks.
''Well. but still you know rights right.'
retorts the charming youth with a grin.
seemingly having very little feeling one
way or the other in the matter beyond
that of annoying or Notifying his step
sister, "and that diamond pin is mine,
Miss Murrie."
''Will you have some more tea, Sylves-
| ter" she asks, smiling kindly on the III
! conditioned, ill-natured boy.
mo, l won't. I'll have my diamond
PIN Sylvester retorts, with his saucy,
giggling laugh, and impudent grin.
You cannot have what you cannot
get" answered Muriel, shortly and stern
| ~; and then the boys mean, cowardly
nature, having forced her into the SEM
| blance at least Of quSrrel. is satisfied
Cant get. Why can't l get it," he
demands, in sharp pitched, bullying
tone. You got i'll don't know where
or how" this with an accent of malis-
nifty that might have belonged to bel
dame of sixty-''but it isn't yours, any
! how-not honestly
Z Eric Iayrn1lrp et:rc c,,,T1npIv- nc If
sharp thorns had developed themselves
in the cushions of his chair. and Miles
rises and strides over 10 the tea table
with his tea-cup in his hand, puts it down
quietly and lays his hand on Sylvester 5
shoulder, and Muriel's face whtens to her
very lips.
/ What the poor little girl has been try
ing 50 patiently TO avert is coming to
pass after ala family quarrel-and poor
! Nuriel has reason to trcmble at the bare
! thought-a vulgar family squabble. pos
! sbly carried out to a disgraceful degree
! before this stranger, this English gentle
man, Miles friend. She IS hardly aware
of the passion of troubled entrcaty and
| apology that is flung in the glance of her
! dilatiug eyes towards Erie Llcwellyn as
/ be politely endcavors to be deaf and blind
| 20 any untoward possibilities. She is
certainly not aware Of how swift and
sure Is her mute appeal to him to be
noted and obeyed.
! "Sylvester," Miles says and he is SO
quiet-at a white heat of fury, as it were
that the valiant young gentleman is
cowed for the nonce, ''if hear you utter
one word more of the impertinent false
hoods with which You have been teasing
| Muriel for these last ten minutes, | will
turn You out Of the room.
"Oh, Miles, please don't" Muriel NUT
/ ters in sort of agony of alarm and
shame at the scene that is impending.
/ please pass it by now
NO. shall not Miles says furiously.
''and he shall either apologize this in
slant, or-out Of the room he goes
Yes. yes. He will apologize. Of course
LIcwcliyn says, hastily. seeing that he
cannot assume the deafness and blind
ness any longer. "Iou did not mean TO
annoy or offend your sister, l am sure,
Sylvester. Say SO, like good fellow"
For moment or two The instinct Of
defiance RACES strong in the lads breast
and sinister look from his deep-set eyes
rests on one after the other of the three
before him. On Eric Llewcliyn first-on
his stcrnly-hardsomc, drowned face,
and straight. tall, shapely figure, well-bred
in every detail and outline. On Muriel next
the color burning i'll two dark-rose
spots on her CHI cks, her eyes a-glitter
with angry tears. On Miles last-that is.
only for one balcful glance of hate and
then Sylvester says, indistinctly aud sui
lcnly:
Il didn't want to offend Muriel
only said she might let me look at the
pin sometimes. when it was father's.'
Miles temper RACES rather higher at
this art1ully-uttercd speech.
Put it away, and don't wear it," he
says. Il won't allow you to wear il,
Muriel I'll bring YOU a diamond star
from Dublin or London. Or. Eric. you
can buy one after my direction in Bond
street, can't YOU: As soon as you go
back to town buy me a diamond star or
pendant for Muricl. The prettiest you
can get for fifty or sixty pounds
with PLEASURE Eric says calmly.
wondering whore the fifty or sixty pounds
are TO come from out of poor Miles thin
/ ly-lincd pocketbook: and glancing at Mu-
ricl. he sees in the quick, bright blush Of
shame that makes her droop her head
over the tea service, that she has per-
ceivod that he wonders.