Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1897-10-16

| is important to have the terms right not
go far as can be Judged unwilling? 1
position admitted Of ne other argument.
and. for the most part, It is mans state
which determines his arguments and not
| his reasons that induce his state
Barbara declared that he could not;
though to be sure. 1t was. as she added
most promptly, no concern Of hers; for she
cared not whether 4 were in love or not,
nor how deeply, nor with whom, nor, in
word. anything at all about the matter
| 1t was an abstract opinion she gave so
far as love. or what men choose to call
such. might be involved; as to seemliness
she must confess that she had her view,
with which, maybe. Mr.. Dale was not in
agreement. The girl at the gardeners
cottage must. she. did not doubt. agree
| she have suffered the kiss in an open space
| in the park. where anybody might pass
| and where. in fact Cby the most perverse
chance in the world. pretty Miss Barbara
thing occurred? However, If the matter
| could ever have had the smallest interest
for her-Save in SO far it touched the
| reputation of the village and might afford
an evil example to the village maidens--
| it could have none at all now, seeing that
she set out the next day to London. to take
her place as maid of honor to her royal
highness, the duchess. and would have
little leisure as inclination to think of Mr..
Simon Dale or of how he chose to amuse
| himself when he believed that none was
| watching. Not that she had watched; her
presence was of the pureSt and most I'M
welcome chance. Yet she could not but be
glad to hear that the girl was soon to go
back whence she came, to the great relief
| tshe was surel of Madame Dale and of her
dear friends, Lucy and Mary; to her love
for whom nothing-no. nothing-should
make any difference For the girl herself
she wished no harm, but she conceived that
her mother must be Ill at ease concerning
her.
1t will be allowed that Mistress Barbara
had the most of the argument, If not the
best. Indeed, found little to say, except
that the village would be the worse by so
much as the Duchess of York was the bet
ter for Mistress Barbaras departure. The
civility won me nothing but the haughtiest
courtesy and taunt.
on me before you venture them on your
friends, sir?" she asked.
'I am at your mercy, Mistress Barbara"
I pleaded. Are We to part enemies?'
She made me no answer, but seemed to
see a softening in her face as she turned
away toward the window. whence were to
be seen the stretch of the lawn and the
park meadows beyond. l believe that with
a little more coaxing she would have par
doned me, but at that instant, by another
stroke of perversity, a small figure saun-
tered across the sunny fields The fairest
sights may sometimes come amiss.
"Cydarai A fine name," said Barbara,
with curling lip. I'll wager she has rea-
sons for giving no otner.
Her mother gives duolLef " tHS Bal
dener," l reminded her, meekly.
Names are as easy given as-as Kisses,
she retorted. LAS for Cydaria, my lord
says it is name out of play"
All this while had stood at the win
dow watching Cydarias light feet trip
across the meadow, and her bonnet swing
wantonly in her hand. But now Cydaria
disappeared among the trunks OF the beech
trees.
See, she is gone,'' said I. In a whisper.
"She is gone Mistress Barbara
Barbara understood what l would say,
but she was resolved to show me no gen
tleness. The soft tones of my voice had
been for her, brit she would not accept
their homage. III
''You need not sigh for that before my
face" said she. "Ahd yet sigh if you WILL
What is 1t to me? But she is not gone far,
and. doubtless. will not run too fast when
you pursue"
when you are in London" said I. you
will think with remorse OF how i'll you used
me-"
Il shall never think of you at all. Do
you forget that that there are gentlemen of
wit and breeding at the ,court?'
tine devil fly away with every enc of
them! cried l, suddenly, not knowing then
how we'll the better part of them would
match their escort.
Barbara turned to me; there was CLEAN
of triumph in the depths of her dark eyes.
Perhaps when YOU hear Of me at court
she cried, you'll be. sorry to think how"
But she broke off suddenly and locked
out of the window.
You'll find a husband there" I sug-
gested. bitterly. -
Like enough said she, carelessly.
To be plain, 1 was in no happy mood.
Her going grieved me to the heart, and
that she should go thus incensed stung
me more yet. 1 was jealous of every man
in London town; had not my argument,
then, some reason in it, after all?
Fare you well, madame said I, with a
heavy frown and sweeping bow. No
player from the Lane could have been more
tragic.
Fare you we'll, sir 1 will not detain
you, for you have, know, other farewells
to make"
MOT for week YETI I cried, goaded to
a show of exultation that Cydaria stayed
SO long.
Il don't doubt that you will make good
use OF the time" she said, as with fine
dignity she waved me to the door, Girl as
she was she had caught or inherited the
grand air that great ladies use.
Gloomily 1 passed out, to fall into the
hands OF my lord who was walking on the
terrace. He caught me by the arm, laugh
ing in good-humored mockery
You've had a touch of sentiment. eh.
you rogue?" said he. We'll, there's little
harm in that, since the girl leaves Us to-
morrow
Indeed my lord. there was little harm"
said l. long faced and rueful. "As little as
my lady herself could wish" cat this he
will hardly so much as look at me-
He grew graver, though the smile still
hung about his lips
They gossip about you in the village
simon, said he. Take a friends counsel
ara don't be SO much with the lady at the
cottage. Come, l don't speak without rea-
sen He nodded at me as man mods who
means more than he will say. Indeed.
not a word more would he say, so that
wren left him I was even more angry
tlan when 1 parted from his daughter
ana the nature of man being such as hea-
ven mas made 1t. what need to say that l
cent my steps to the cottage with all con-
Venlent speed? The only wea pom of an ILL
used lover may, will not argue the rier-'
IT'S OF the case AGAIN. was rea ly to my
hand
Yet my impatience awaited little, for
there, on the seat that stood by the door,
sat my good friend the vicar, disc pursuing
IN pleasant leisure with the lady who
named herself Cydaria
III Is true, he was saying. II fear it is
true, though you're over young to have
There are schools, SIR" she returned,
with a smile that had (or so 1t seemed to
me) n touch-no more-of bitterness in it,
where such lessons are early learned"
They are best let alone, those schools"
said he.
And what's the lesson?' asked, draw
ing nearer
Neither answered The vicar rested his