The herald., 1897-03-28

ON her way 20 luolo 20 e9ok oup nor ooh.y
love. They had always been faithful,
though they had not corresponded-thae
would have been wrong-but she had ire
quent news Of him from mutual friend.
That he still cared for her seemed certain,
for he had never married, although he had
attained good position.
There was something touching in her
simplicity, and felt a greater interest
than heretofore In the little woman and .
derreo of respect In her childlike fidelity.
HYou have written to say you are COM
lng3" inquired.
HOh, mol l could not do that 1t would
seem like asking him to marry me- But
know he Is In Bombay. shall see him,
and them She broke of with happy
smile; then, after q smile, oontinuedi
"You must have thought me stupid and
unsociable, but every moment OF the day l
am thinking about our meeting and look
ing forward TO IT, II tho days would only
pass quicker-they are 90 tarribly long.
Later In the evening reported our con-
yersation 10 the drogoon, and he TOOK ~
distinctly bad, for the little woman exer-
cised strange fascination over him.
The worst tempered man was a source
of much annoyance to the passengers gem
orally. and especially to my companion,
who fed from his presence His language,
too, was not always confinSd to Hindoo-
stance, and although ono could not help ad-
miring the breadth Of his vocabulary,
felt 1t my bounden duty to report him to
the captain, who removed him to the port
side of the ship, which caused further de-
terioration In his temper.
One morning We wore awakened with
the glad tidings that Bombay was In sight.
1t took Mrs. Trinder little time 10 dress
and collect her impodimenta. Before
was up she was on deck, where Joined
hcr later. Tho passengers' luggage was
being hauled up from tho hold, and near
the saloon companion sat tho worst tenn
pcred mnnsarvant upon two portman-
teaus, bruised but cheerful, counting ru-
pees into q small canvas bag. There was a
goodly number, the price OF many beat
ings 49,,
Mrs. Trinder. Then she suddenly stopped
and stared at something In 'front.' Of her.
Following tho direction Of her eyes, I en-
countered a portmAnteen and rad the II
scription in white letters, "Fenthnm B.
Davenant." Then understood.
At that Instant the worst tempered man
appeared. He looked at Mrs Trinder, and
for the flrst time their eyes met SIS II
possiblep" be began.
Mrs Trindsr bowed.
"You have o time tabts," interrupted
quickly. "Klndly tell me what time the
evening train starts for PoonAh-
Before no bad answered my queseior
Mrs. Trandar was half way down the COM
panion, and when went into tho cabin Q
few minutes htx she was sitting, forlorn
on her cabin box, Tho picture of disappoint
Cd hopeA
The blow had hcen hard ona
Everything seems to have como to al
end, she said mournfully. "1 don't know
what to do on whore 10 CO."
"But I do You win come with me X
Poonah and stay till you havo decided OF
your future
Then I returned 10 the deck, whore
found the dragoon standing by my guz
case, his face gloomy and clouded-
"My leave isn't up for a week yet. b
remarked, "so I'm going up country for
big shoot"
"You WON'T do anything Of the sort
Ms. Trindsr Is coming TO stay With me.
"And her friend toof"
pointed 70 the deckhouse, where stoo'
the worst tempered man, peg glass in ham
and profanity on his lipA
"That Is be-" I said.
The clouds cleared from the dragoon
facc instantanoously. "MnshAllnhP
exclaimed d-St Paula