Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1897-01-30
CHAPTER III.


orous mans voice was caroling in the
garden below me- sprang from my bed.
drew aside my rosc.colorcd curtains. AMI
pccpcd forth: but the singer had dsai,.
pcarcd. Espcrnncc now entered and pro-
cccdcd to wash ana dress me.
At tho door l paused. and demanded In
low voice of Espcrnncc: who Is the
gentleman who drove me from kinysden
ycstcrday-what IL his nnmc!"
BLESS me! Why. that Is Mr.. Burn.
side. the master of the house,"
But Mr.. Burnside is dead" objected.
"Truc. Mr.. Burnside who was hus.
band to madame Is dead; but this Is his
son. Monsieur Victor. Now. run In. dear
child. and greet thy grandmother.
I entered timidly. My grandmother
was presiding over most tempting
breakfast table. At the other end Of the
table snt Mr.. Burnside. quietly unfold
ing the Times.
The lion looked no less terrible with.
out his hat than with IL. lie turned ~,
INC half-puzzlcd, half.amuscd glance.
! drew reluctantly near. and received y
grave and awkward "llow do you do.
Miss Damicn!"
I rctrcatcd M far rs possible from him
TO the other end of the table. anil at that
moment was heard an elastic step on the
gravel outside. the French window wa,
flung open. and Il young man bounded In
aud Hung his arms round my grandmother
with cffusion.
"Good-morning. my dearest" she re-.
piled to his ardent snlutation: "spC
Rcmy. hero Is your little niccc--poor
Constants little girl"
Ny uncle flung himself on his knees
beside mo and cnrirclc,l mo with his
| arm. His beautiful face was close Ia
mine. I saw dark masses of clusierin.
| curls. rich brown skin, sparkling blacl;
| eyes. II slight dark mustachc on the
impctuous liz. and warm flush of color
in the checks. My heart went out to hin,
at once. Ills smile of pleasure AMI
amity won mo. gave to him willingly
the kiss for which he cn,rcatcd. and IN n
minute found myself cn,hroncd upon his
| knee. shy. yet utterly happy.
"Tcll ne. licmy." said my grand
| mother. wistfully. "do you see any like
| ncssI'
"To my brother! Mono. but toy
you To whom do srr u likcncss-to Oh.
| Muscoyitc anccstrcss. the Princess
Olgn!"
IL am enchanted" said madame.
| I do not know when my life Mt Burn.
side frs, became an ordinary thing ~
me. was wonderfully happy there.
| Every day developed some new pleasure.
| though the lie 1T the Manor House was
of the 0uicstCst and NEST retired order
Ny chief delight was In my rides with
Uncle .cmy. Esprrancc made me II lit
| tie riding skirt. and together We scam
pcrcd over Dar:moor. or travcrscd thi
old coach road. whence. at tho !iigl
points. one could catch glimpscs Of ,h,
sea.
One day. many weeks after my arrival
when | had settled down into a!l III,
| Burnside ways. AMI ccnscd 10 feel u sin
gle pan. of inconsistencies. my uncle ani
| I were riding along the conrh road. pas,
| u pair nj old gates. evidently leading q
some park or country seat. As we passed
ut u foot.pucc the heavy gate SWINE
open. anu young. pretty girl stoppe,
| out into the road. She glanced up u,
she was closing the latch. me, m,
nnclc's eye. and bowed. with n blush ant
u smile. lie Instantly checked his horse
and raised his hat. with look, of mos
evident pleasure.
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