Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1897-10-22
A FEMININE IMPULSE.

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tihued 10 i've III the charming ana ad'
mirably appointed Georgian house In
Kensington, and in pleasant environ
ment created by lavish but intelligent
expenditure on the part of the Marouis
of Bewdavon For soma wears aha had
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poiitioaiiy' ana close friend OF MS
father, the aged Duke of Strathwayte-
u circumstances so singular that it was
u constant source of comment among
his contemporaries. Consequently, ut
first he was frequently away from Lon
don for weeks together, either filling
political or social engagements, or stay
ing with his father, who never left the
country, and rs Dorothy had no friends
and no companions save the faded
widow Of military officer whom Bow
davon had engaged AZ her ohaperon to
accompany her to the play when he
was otherwise engaged, the comfort and
pleasure Of her life were marred by Its
loneliness
Dorothy had an overwh Ginning re-.
spect for Lord Bewdavon, but she did
not love him, and this in the earlier
days Of her conquest had given her sin
a blacker tinge in her own eyes. A ma
tive oleverness, added to acute feminine
perception. had shown her that Bew-
davon had none of the characteristics of
the average man who enters lightly
upon irregular unions Morally, per.
haps, he was neither better nor worse;
mentally he was incomparably superior.
Mere beauty and platitudes wearied
him, and when Dorothy discovered the
gulf that lay between their intelligences
she set herself diligently to bridge il
over. Bewdavon's devotion to politics
-atlevotion he had inherited from
long line Of ancestors-gave Dorothy
her opportunity, and during his many
absences string of masters occupied
her days, hard study her solitary even
ings. One day, by tho merest chance,
Bewdavon stumbled upon pile of
books dealing with abstruse questions,
with history, philosophy and political
economy, their margins covered with
notes in Dorothy's neat handwriting
handwriting that bore evidence of the
class from which she had sprung
"How this woman loves mel" ne said
to himself, his eyes growing dim az no
turned over volume after volume. At
that moment Dorothy entered the room,
and, seeing the books strewed around
him, hesitated. 81 have never pene-
trated into your sanctum before, he
said, pointing to the many evidences Of
her plodding. II sincerely wish had.
Have you been wading through all
these books to please me2"
Dorothy faltered. His immediate con
clusion that she had been educating
herself for his sole benefit filled her
with vague irritation.
IL wished to understand you bet
ter =" she stammered.
You have succeeded in making me
understand you" he answered, kissing
her reverently.
From that day they insensibly drift
ed into close friendship. and often AZ
Dorothy sat by Bewdavon, steadily
helping him with his many researches,
and filed with admiration for his
marvellous sympathy and broad outlook
upon life, she would cry bitterly to her
self: "Why cannot / love this mani
Why cannot love himT' And 40 the
days passed. the woman endeavoring to
stifle the impulses OF her heart by no
we're study, the man glorying in her
bcauiy aud her Intelligence, until tho
Duke OF Stnthwayte fell dangerously
III.
This illness may last for months,
'ald Bewdavon, as he was leaving
lrer Lodge, land cannot DO away
from him Go abroad, Dorothy, with
Mrs. Vane. "
How could help you them she
asked, terror OF strange places and
peoples suddenly taking possession or
her There il much can do for you
if stay here. :"
But it will do you good. You need
change" no protested.
We will compromise, she said,
smiling. 81 will go to Brighton
And be thoroughly idle, " he con
cluded, patting her cheek. ''You have
been working too hard. "
At the end Of fortnight Dorothy re-
turned, hurrying the meek Mrs. Vano
protcstingly from the delights OF the
hotel, the victim Of restlessness that
left her no peace. Soon after her return
to Brlprr Lodge she was one afternoon
idly scanning the pages Of magazine,
when her eye fell upon an illustration
Of the interior of large Diapers shop.
She rose abruptly, filled with sudden
desire Tor her ola Ilie-to smell inc
aeilal scent Oh ne" Calico 10 $50 'ho
long me OF hafihe ilghtS over each
counter 10 near the ripping Vi ciotn'
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