Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1898-05-18
CHAPTER IN

and were sitting in the pretty. shady
drawing room in London. Dallas had
unbosomed himself entirely to his dear
friend-had told her all his story, some
parts of it twice over.
Have you told me all?'' says Mrs. Ire
vanion, presently.
"AH."
He had not sod anything about having
kissed June; but, after all, that was a
mere detail.
And you did not tell her that you
loved her or hint word about marriageY
mo. OF course, she could see by my
manner that"
'Of course" smiles Mrs. Trevanion,
thinking how very unmistakable Dals
manner is when he is in love. "And you
think that She"
Dallas mods, and looks the least bit shy.
Does it sound very conceited to say
so?
at is just possible" observes Mrs. Ire
vanion, with lurking smile, that she
may have taken fancy to you. But if
you have given your word to your cou-
sin"
Dallas frowns and opens and shuts his
cigarette case with snap, which is a
trick of his when worried and perplexed.
But she assured me positively that she
never, never would marry Tom"
What made her tell you thatr'
"Oh, something l said about hoping she
would let me come when she was mistress
at the Hail."
"And, after that your cousin went
away, and you two were thrown together,
andy the way, Dal, what was his
mother thinking about?"
she doesn't want Tom to marry Miss
Rivers"
"Ohr Mrs Trevanion sees at once how
the land lies. why not?"
My aunt is a very ambitious woman,
you know; she wants Tom to marry what
she calls well! Tom has lots of monsy.
and this girl is the sweetest, most charm
ing creature in all the world, and per-
feet lady. and yet his mother don't think
her good enough"
Then what would your mother think?'
asks Mrs. Trevanion, quietly.
''She would be dead against it. of
course. But one doesn't marry to please
ones mother"
well, dear boy, your mother would
only think what was perfectly eight and
true. You cannot marry her" and Mrs.
Trevanion looks Dallas straight in the
face.
'Oh, my dearest friend don't you say
thatr' he cries, his blue eyes growing dim.
"If you only knew what | feel for that
girl! she wonld make a different man of
me. l could give up the life l am leading
now like a shot for her sake, if / could
only hope things would come right some
day"
But things could not come right, short
of your father dying, and he is not the
least likely to do that. Let US look mat
ters in the face" urges Mrs. Trevanion.
Gould you keep a wife on seven hundred
year? You know you cannot live on
that alone nOw."
.She has been brought up very quietly,
and l could give up anything for her"
Mrs. Trevanion feels she has made
mistake. What man in love is not ready
to give up everything lin theory for the
sake of the woman he is dying to possess
"Then | must put it to your honor. You
promised your cousin not to stand in his
way"
But" cried Dallas, getting up and
walking excitedly about, ''she says she
never will marry him."
But she WILL" remarked Mrs. Ire
vanion, calmly, ''as soon as she has for
gotten you"
You may be right" says Dallas, pull
Ing up suddenly in front Of her, "but !
don't think so.'
"She was fond of him before she saw
you, and when she has got over her pass
Ing fancy for you she will be fond of him
again; it will be an excellent match for
her; your cousin is good creature, and
you will have forgotten her existence by
the time he marries her"
What a bad opinion you have of me-
exclaims Dallas, dejectedly.
'Do you think so?' And she smiles
and holds out her hand, which he clasps
warmly my dear, you are young; you
have been little bit spoilt; you have an
affectionate nature; you cannot exist with
out loving some one"
That's quite true" assents Dallas,
gravely "But what will she think of
me?''
Very badly, 1 hope. Because then she
will soon get over her heartache."
But you surely wouldn't have her
think me a blackguard! l must write to
her and explain"
You must not do anything Of the
sort" rejoins Mrs. Trevanion, quickly.
"You must on no account write her one
line"
Dallas looked aghast.
you are not seriousF
81 am; most serious. If you write to
her. she will cling to hope Of seeing you
eyain and that something may come of
IT; bnt, if you nre silent, her pride will
rise ND in arms; she will be miserable at
first. then she will hate you, and your
cousin will catch her at the rebound"
Dallas sits down and buries his face in
his hands.
"You are awfully hard on me-" he says,
presently-"on me and her, too.
"You used to have faith In me, =
serves Mrs Trevanion, quietly.
$50 | have now, implicit faith But
cannot see that l ought not to write to
her"
yet you have given your word 10 MT
Ellesmere. And, if l tell you tha' IL
for her good, cannot you make ht'ie
sacrifice for onCe| ~
a little sacrifceT groans Dallas. 10
act in way to make the dearest, sweet
est girl in the world, whom | love win al
INV heart. think me a mean hound!
MY dear, she will only think of you
as gay young Guardsman. given to the
pastime of breaking hearts. she VIII
nroba bly be much mo&e angry with her-
GOLF for having been deceived by your Sc
ductiye ways than with you. expect sne
has heard your character before this'
Indeed. if. as you say, you devoted your,
self at first to Mrs Fetherston, she "ouiu
nrobably have a pretty good idea OF your
capacity for Irritation.