Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1897-11-04

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in love with you, and y0u are iii any
thing) handsomer than yoU were then.
You really must try. WIN give nothing
for your chance Of marriage II you go
through another season And you are
not the sort OF woman, my dear, who
will be happy in single Life"
Miss st. BlaSe made . gesture Of con-
tempt for the honorable condition alluded
to, but all she said was:
Poor, dear Jackr
The name seemed to rouse Lady Otto s
anger.
"Lenar' she exclaimed anthorita lively,
81 have told you always that I refuse to
hear that man mentioned. Ypu ought to
be ashamed Of yourself! A rastIe-brained
extravagant scapegrace, who lives on his
wits, or his friends, and has had his name
associated with every thing that is most
disgraceful! Captain Dorsay is unfit to
be the acquaintance OF decent waman,
far less the intimate friend you would
make of him. have forbidden him my
house, and have forbidden you to speak
of him before me-"
When Sir Wilfrid entered the Wester-
leys' drawing room shat evening, his
head, Notwithstanding his determination
to be brave and cool, WIS spinning like
a humming top, and he very nearly shook
hands with lady he had never seen be-
fore in mistake for Mrs. WesterIey.
Miss st. Blase, who looked like white
marble statue in black snfin dress, was
watching his every movement from her
vantage ground in the corner, and de-
cided at once that Sir Wihrifs agitation
was on her own account
''He has heard / am here" she thought,
''and it has upset him All right! The
game is mine I have only TO go in and
win"
When Sir Wilfrid took his leave it was
with heart f1attered by the unexpected
attentions he had received, and head
almost as much filed with the image of
the lovely Lena St Blase as when, in the
old days, he had presumed TO WOO his god
dess to come down from her pedestal and
mate with son OF MAN.
CHAPTER VII.
Jane, left alone in the old cottage at
Chelsea, was happy as a bird. No pro-
phetic vision of coming SORROW clouded
her quiet existence She missed Wilfrid
terribly, and felt quite lost now that he
no longer needed her daily attention and
care; but her head was filed with the
grand prospect before hex, and she had
no time to think OF anything else.
The following Saturday evening Sir
Wilfrid came down to Chelsea, and after
tea the husband and wife had q secret
meeting in the shrubbary path.
"Oh, Will, kiss meg' Jane exclaimed,
II. -.
of view; ''for it seems an age since have
seen your face or heard ysRr voice"
Sir Wilfrid took his cigar from his lips
and did what she required of him, not
coldly, but yet not eagerly He was not
yet tired of Jane Their intercourse had
been too limited and broken IN upon for
that. He kissed her, but he sighed-and
her instinct detected there was something
wrong.
"What is the natter" she asked him.
care you ill?"
"No, dear A sudden change like this,
to wealth and position, brings SO much
responsibility with it. Ut seems as if
| the whole world were looking ON to see
what one will do OF say
"And this secrecy about our marriage
makes it worse. / am sure it does" re-
Piled the girl. when viii it be over,
| Will? Surely it is time that people knew
| l am your wife. 1t places me in such a
| false position. How wish ROW that ev.
| erything had been fnir and above board
| from the first"
$50 do but it lis too late to say So,
Jane. And you are right, my dear, you
are in false position. 1t is to speak Of
| that to you that i made point of COM
ing home tonight
II am SO glad" said Jane, never dream
| ing but that he meant the time for dis
closure had arrived Il have been longing
| for this moment, darling i knew you
could not keep me I'm suspense one day
| longer than was necessary"
"No, indeed. And when yea have heard
what have to tell you, Jon viii not be
surprised that 1 have absented myself
| from Chelsea lately You asked me why
| l sighed just now, Jane have some
cause to sigh, dear You remember l
| told you had confdea TIE secret Of our
marriage to Mr.. Pariits
'"To your solicitor2 Yes"
"Well, he's been talking 1t over with
me, and so forth, and he says our mar
riage was informal legal-you under
| stand mey
Jane stopped short in the shrubbery
path and stared him in the face.