The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1897-03-06
CHAPTER N.-(Continuc1.)

"Therc is no use in wishing impossible
ties Eric says, sharply and hurriediy
and rising from his chair, rs if 70 end the
conversation.
No. there is Nc use" Miles assents, a.
he rises also, and forces himself to smile
while his heart is aching with IN anguish
ed sense of his own folly and helpless
ness. Only when | am gone and she is
! LETT all alone. Eric, don't break iurieis
/ heart. orr shall not rest in my grave"
My own heart shall break first before
Muriels heart shall be broken" I.icNcl-
Ign says, as his right hand grasps Miles
| and his cold, even tones have changed tO
those of ardor, and his eyes are full! Of
light. and his pulses are throbbinG fast
and holly. Miles | suppose | need hard
II say that | hope YOU will allow me 10
be the first to breach this subject to Your
slster-that You will not, even in jest.
give her any linking of my wishes or in
| tentlons. She is. Of course perfectly limo
cent of any such ideas respecting me.
! never having seen me or scarcely thought
or my existence. | dare say, before this
evening, and that very innocence. that
very impossibility Of her having wovcu
any womanish plots or plans or lirtie
schemes concerning me Or troubled her
girllsh fancy about me III the least, con
stitutes for me a strong attraction, pecn-
! liar charm. Let me stand or fall on my
| own merits from the first, Miles, CT shall
be displeased with YOU
'Indeedi Miles says, bitterly. pale with
anger, though Llewcllyn's request is Ut
tered more after the manner of an en-
treaty than q menace THAT Is. IN other
fair 10 I
you will drop all serious intentions Of
marrying my sister. As if we had
sChemed and plotted to get YOU for her
husband-as if YOU were Il catch we
could never make too much of until we
were sure of you-as if Muriel We're not
worth your being anxious 10 win or be
! patient to wait for, BY the heaven above
me this night, Eric Llcwclyn," he says.
hoarse and shaking in a fury of wounded
/ feeling, eff it We're any one except you
any other man bat Won standing there, I
! would knock you down on the spot
Miles, old fellow" says Llewelyn, half
/ laughing, zone would think. to hear you.
/ that you and / were strangers One
would think, to hear YOU" he adds. more
sternly and gravely, that doubt Of
your honor or perfect good faith could
enter my nind'"
You are right, Eric. you are right, ="
Miles assents, remorsefully. Il am Il
hot-heated fool. | always was
well, goodnight now. old fellow"
Eric intcrposcs And we quite under
stand each other" he goes on, question
ingiy and earnestly. 'about keeping this
matter strictly confidential between Us
two-eh. Miles,
"Certainly, Eric. am going past your
door" answers Miles, and without anoth-
err word the friends quit the room to-
gethor.
Julius Caesar! this IS grand. all out"
chucilcs Sylvester. who for ten minutes
has been crouchnig By the half-open door
of the adjoining room. MY. Didn't my
Lord Cork warn Miles - Let nobody
know strictly confidcntial,' he says"
and Sylvester kicks his legs in an ecstasy
of malignant pleasure Il heard him,
Oh, | heard all the nice clever schemes,
and plots, and plans that MisIher Major
Lewellyn doesn't know anything about.
He's so sure and certain Of Miss Murres
beautiful Innocence" Ny eye" the young
gentleman says, with another capcr to re-
licvc the cxubcrancc Of his qualification
haven't | caught them all III q nice trap
now if they don't behave themselves.
Won't l pay out Miles and Nurrie now
whenever ] like, ana let my fine Major
Liewellyn find out the fool they've made
Of him! Ny grandfather Sutton said he'd
give me & tcn-pound note the da- that
ever Id manage so as 10 turn the tables
on Miles and Muriel. and be up to them.
clean and clever; and / think" Master
Sylvester SAYS. with fresh outhurst ot
his delighted fecling-''I am sure now OF
gettin' that tcn-pound note as if it was
in nay pocket this minute, Oh, yes:
shall turn the tables on them easily
enough ut my own time