The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1897-07-02

the voice of a gentlewoman for many,
many months. was ploascd-well pleased.
Il only trust you may never learn to
know, as most women do, what it means
TO be tired of not having been safe. "
Thcn he mounted her and put the feins
in her long, slender hands. He had seen
no long, slender hands, either, in many,
many months.
When he, too, was mounted, he raised
his somhrero. Good morning, Miss
Chamberlain, he said
But Miss Chamberlain had no mind
that it should end thus. Her narrow black
eyes looked at him innocently. Weren't
you going to town."
Luvat hesitated.
II know you were. Come"
'I'-
ooh, If you don't want to, you needn'tl"
the said, gently aggrieved. She was al
ways gentle.
"Miss Chamberlain You know it is
not that"
''Then why don't you GOMEZ"
"Your father would not DO pleased, to
be quite frank"
Wouldn't he? WhyP"
Lovat looked at her searchingly. He
suspected guile behind such unnatural in
nocence but the sweet questioning of her
saintlike face treasured him. He did not
answer but turned and rode with her
They talked of many things, for Miss
Chamberlain was a clever and accom-
plishcd little person, and at last they
spoke of music. Miss Chamberlain knew
nothing of it.
"What Il pity" Lovat calculated.
"WhyY" The word, so constantly on her
lirs, was very cahalistio charm and fem
mime.
You look like one. You'd be perfect
at harp, you are so tall and so exceed
ingly slight, and you've the face of st.
Cecilia.
well I'm not musician and I'm not
saint. Saints never have black eyes"
But, alas, he thought now that they had,
because of the soft voice and the picture
face and the little, chiseled features and
the Parted, low Enotted hair, and also be-
cause he had known no woman like her
for many, many months.
And before they parted they had planned
to meet again. She did it, but he didn't
notice that. They met once and again,
and yet again and again, and Lovat was
in love. Then indeed he truly regretted
the barrier he had built between himself
neutrality-suspicious. her life, for her ia
ther was fiery man--for him. 1t had
taken him only dozen years to construct
between himself and any good woman he
might really love wall that in all his
days could never be RACED. He decided
finally that the only course that would be
fair to her and easier for all would be an
open one.
They sat together on the shady side of a
low hill late one day.
Constance, he said, I'm going to
ask your father to let you marry me, If
you arc willing to-"
The bright color faded from her cheeks.
don say you aren't willing" he cried.
She still said nothing whatever.
"Are you, Constancef"
eyes"
"Then why did you get so pale?"
81 don't know. Did I?'
She cried u little and said she was very
happy and that she would marry him,
even if her father would not consent.
"But don't ask him till after the races,
will your
1.-TWO weeks-a whole fortnight Why"
Because. -
every we'll"
He did not see her again before the
races. She sent him a note saying that she
did not dare to meet him, that her father
had forbidden the long rides alone. She
would wear his colors at the track. Fol
Lovat was to ride. So were several of the
officers 1t was gentleman's race The
cup was given by the garrison women.
Loyat won it. He and the officers went
into Miles City to rejoice. Some were in
a blackboard, some, with their wives in
the ambulances most were on horseback,
He rode with these latter and watched
Miss Cham berlain who was ahead on the
road, riding with Lieutenant Garrett. She
had not worn his colors; though, to bt
1 sure, she had worn none at all. Lovat hat
kept studiously away from the post womeI
all day, but just once he had passed clost
to Constance.
"Will you meet me tomorrow at the ole
place, dearf" he said quickly.
She did not raise her eyes or seem to no
ticc him, but she answered, eyes, Wilton
at T."
1t happened that Lovat was riding be
side Captain Chamberlain.
Captain Chamberlain, he said, "as
have won the ladies' cup, do you thinl
they would consent to baptize it for mep'
"Why, yes i should think so.
Inen Will you nave une am DuldHceS ant
Miss Chamberlain stop in front of Stew
arts, and l will send it out to themF'
So the ambplances stopped at Stewards
and the officers got out but the womeI
staid in, and Miss Chamberlain and Care
waited too. Garrett was temperance maj
and very good. Lovat filled the cup will
champagne and sent it out with his com
pliments and thanks. He felt just bi
bitter as he did SO. He watched Constance
from an open window. She did not SCI
him, and when the cup came to her sh
rejected it with disdain. She was playing
to Garrett now. Lovat heard her say, .
don't drink wine, Mr.. Garrett, more espe
cially when it comes from a man like Mr.
Lovat."
Perhaps it's only bluff" the English
man tried to tell himself. He hoped s.
until the next day at 4, when Constanc
and Garrett cantered by him as he waite
at the trysting place, and Garrett raised hi
cap to him, but she ignored him an
laughed her low, pretty laugh as she sal
to the lieutenant, "What a serious BIRTHS
face he wearsp'
Before long even the men dropped Lovat