Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1897-07-29

the good religious, as Plerrs calls
him. You know what boring means
now, Miss Guldmar, dent you?" She
smiled slightly, and nodded. The first
time you visited the Eulalie, you
didn't understand the word, l lemem-
ber.--ah!" and he shock his head-"if
YOU We're in London society, you'd
find that expression very convenient,
it would come to your lips pretty
tequently, can tell you"
IL shall never see London she
said. with a sort of resigned air. You
will go away very soon, and IL shall
be lonely"
She bit her lips in quick vexation. as
her blue eyes filled again with tears
in spite of herself.
Lorimer turned away and pulled a
chair to the open window.
Come and sit down here" he said
invitngly. I'VE shall be able to see the
others coming down the HILL Nothing
like fresh sir for blowing away the
blues" Then, as she obeyed lis, he
added, What has Dyceworthy been
saying to your
He told me l was wicked" she MUIR
INJURED; and that all the people here
think badly of me. But that was not
the worst"-and little shudder
passed over her--"there was some
thing else-somethiEg that made me
very angry!'-and here She raised her
eyes with gravely penitent air
Mr.. Lorimer, | do not think | have
ever had so bad and fierce a temper
before!"
Good gracious!" exclaimed Lorimer,
with a broad smile. You alarm me,
Miss Guldmar! had no idea you We're
a bad, fierce person. shall! get
afraid of you'll shall. really"
''Ah, you taught" and she spoke
INDEPENDENTLY You will not be
serious for one little moment"
Yes, l will! Now look at me-" and
he assumed a solemn expression, and
drew himself up with an air of dignity
Il am all attention.! Consider me your
father-confessor, Miss Guldmar, and
explain the reason of this bad, fierce
temper Of yours"
She peeped at him shyly from under
her silken lashes.
1T is more dreadful than you think, >
she answered in low tone. M
Dyceworthy asked me to marry him. +"
Lorimer's keen eyes flashed with in
dignation. This was beyond jest, 49,
and he clenched his fist as he eX-
claimed.
"lmpudent donkey! What a jolly
good thrashing he deserves!*
and shouldn't be surprised if he
got it one Of these days! And SO, Miss
Guldmar, and he studied her face
with some solicitude-"you were very
angry with him?"
oh yes." she replied, but when |
told him he was a coward, and that he
must so away. he said some very
cruel things" she stopped, and
blushed deeply; then as If seized by
some sudden impulse, she laid her
small hand on Lorimer's and said in
the tone of an appealing child, you
are very good and kind to me, and
you are clever,-you know so lAuch
more than do You must help me-
you will tell me, will you not?*
II it is wrong of me to like you all, --
1t is as II we had known each other
long time and have been very happy
with you and your friends But you
must teach me to behave like the
girls you have seen in London
could not bear that Sir Philip should
think me wicked"
Wicked" and Lorimer drew long
breath. Good heavens! If you knew
what Phils ideas about you are, Miss
Guldmar-"
Il do not wish to know interrupted
Thelma steadily. You must quite un-
derstand mel am not clever to hide
my thoughts, and-and, you are glad
when you talk sometimes to Sir Philip,
are you not?" He nodded, grayely
studying every light on the fair, up
turned, innocent face.
"Yes!" she continued with some
eagerness, Il see you are! Well 1t is
the same with mel do love to hear
him speak! You know how his voice
is like music, and how his kind ways
warm the heart,-it is pleasant to be
in his company am sure you also
find it so. Tut for met seems 1t 10
wrong,-t is not wise for me to show
when | am happy. | do not care what
other people say,-but would not have
him think Ill Of me for all the world"
Lorimer took her hand and held 1t in
his with most tender loyalty and re-
spect. Her naive, simple words had,
all unconsciously to herself. laid bare
the secret OF her soul to his eyes,-and
though his heart beat with strange
sense of unrest that favored
of despair. gentle reverence filed
him, such as man might feel IL some
little snow-white shrine, sacred to
purity and peace, should be suddenly
before him.
my dear Miss Guldmar," he said
earnestly. II assure you. you have no
cause to be uneasy You must not be-
lieve a word Dyceworthy says-every
one with a grain OF common sense can