The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1898-02-25


abouts Of pretty Miss Cardew.
When he left next day he found him
self thinking of her with very real re-
greet. If she had not been poor, end If he
had not been leaving England he felt
he could have risked It after all;
though, by the way. she had bid him
good-by with cold composure, which
left him no loopho'e for a repetition Of
last nights scene. While she? II he
could have guessed the depths of her
feelings, even teen at the last moment
he might have spoken again and saved
himself bitter reaplng.
ii.
Three years have passed.
Dick Tremayre has received his pro.
motion and is on his way home. During
his voyage his thoughts turn again, as
they have done many times before, to
Joyce. and his long remembered last
evening In England. Thinks OF her
with late remorse, mingled with a
pleasanter feeling, for has he not made
up his mind to speak to her at last and
ask her to make him more happy than
he deserves to be?
1t is a dun, dreary November after
noon when he arrives at the Manor
House, and he feels an agreeable sense
of expectancy as he alights at the ia
mlliar door. A vapory fog envelopes
everything, and the thought Of the
warmth within and Joyce is very pleas
ant to him.
Lady Tremayne is out" says the old
butler, rand no intlmation Of Captain
Tremayne's arrival has been received.
but Lady Carew Is in the drawing
room"
Dick wonders who she may be as he
goes into the coy drawing
which is lllumned only by the dancing
fire light. A delicious perfume of flow
ers fills the air. and as he enters some
one rises from n seat near the fire, a
slender figure In white. AS she adj
vances out Of the shadow a fiery
tongue OF flame leaps up and lights
upon the sweet fair face, and a great
Joy falls upon the man.
1t is Joyce.
He starts forward with outstretched
hands, and eager, glad words rise tn
multuously to his lips,
"Don't you know me, JoyceT he
cries; and then look of recognition
comes into her eyes, but he does not no
tice the little frown which wrinkles her
forehead for moment
"Of course | remember you. Captain
Tremayne," she says; and to his ears
her voice seems to have become sweet
err. lie had had no idea that she would
have developed In three years into the
lovely woman who now stands before
him, with new dignity and sweetness
which become her well.
lam evidently an unexpected guest, -
he says, laughing, as they sit down in
the pleasant glow of the bright fire;
but do not regret that, as l have met
you-frst."
A smile crosses her lips, and she
looks into the glowing fire.
You did not expect to see me here
still, / dare say. Are you home for
longT"
Eyes, hope so; and then when l &c
out again do not intend to go alone
He is very confident OF his position
and not the least glimmer of doubt
darkens his present happiness.
Joyce" he continues, softly, "havt
you never guessed that | love you
dear? DO you remember that evening
we spent in the garden here before
went away? l have never ceased tC
think of you, and now, ah. Joyce
love you. l love you. Forgive my long
silence and make me happy at last"
The eager words break from his lip
In torrent, and then she looks at hin
with n smile. Her sweet, clear voice
strikes him as almost cruel when sh,
speaks.
There is nothing to forgive" she
says, coldly. I'VE are both quite awar,
that that past you speak of was purely
a matter of amusement. One mus
amuse ones self in a place like this
you know. And, after all, it was simply
, pour passer lie temps"
He looks at her uncomprehendngly
till a gllmmer of the truth breaks upol
him with terrible force. There is n,
| hope.
Joyce" he cries. desperately, ii
this all you say to me after years o
devotlonT'
! His absolute selflshness startles her
and words rise to her lips which Nigh
have torn the veil somewhat roughl,
; from his eyes, but she checks them
aud rises from her seat.
! "What more can l say| she says
sweetly. I'VE are all fools at som
r time OF our lives. and we were no ex
ception to that rule. All, Ted, is tha
your"
I The door opens and n man enters
I Joyce lays her hand on his arm. He 1
2 a tall. hne-looking man, broad-shoul
r dered and stalwart. Captain Ire
I mayne." she says. turning to Dick
with smile. Il must introduce M
b husband. Sir Edward Carew. Ted. TIL
\ is Sir Johns brother"
!. The two men shake hands. and Dicb
reading the absolute trust and love 70
I her husband written In Lady Carew'
sweet eyes, mentally curses his folly
- and knows that what he has sown tina
2 surely he has also reaped-and the han
vest is bltter.-The Daughter.