Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1898-04-01
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CHAPTER IN.
Mrs. Trcvltion and Dallas had lunchcd
and were sitting in the pretty. shady
drawing room in London. Dallas had
unbosomcd himself entirely to his dear
fricnd-had told her all his story, some
parts of it twice over.
"Have you told me all?:' says Mrs. ire
vanion. 'scntly.
GAIL
He had not sod anything about having
kissed June: but, after all, that was 81
mere detail.
"And you did not tell hcr that you
loved her or hint II word about marriagey'
"NO. Or course, she could see by my
manner that"
"Of course" smiles Mrs. Trevanion,
thinking how very unmistakable Dal's
manner is when he is i'll love. And you
think that She"
Dallas mods, and looks the least bit shy.
"Does it sound very conccitcd to say
so?"
at is Just possible observes Mrs. Ire
vanion. with IL lurking smile, that she
may have taken a fancy to you. But if
you have given our word to your cou-
SIM"
Dallas frowns and opens and shuts his
cigarette case with IL snap. which is II
trick of his when worried and perplcNcd.
'Isnt she assured me positively that she
never, never would marry Tom"
What made her tell you that"
"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. Dial, what was his
mother thinking about:'
"Slic doesn't want Tom to marry Miss
Rivers"
"Oh!." Mrs. T%rcvaninn secs ut once how
the land lies. why not?'
"My aunt is II very ambitious woman,
you know: she wants Tom to marry what
she calls we'll! Tom has lots of money,
and this girl is the sweetest. most charm
ing creature in all the world. and IL per-
feet lady. and vet his mother don't think
her good enough"
.'lllcn what would your mother Think
asks Mrs. Trcvanion, quietly.
.She would he dead against it. of
course. But one doesn't marry to please
ones mother"
well. dear hoy, your mother would
only think what was perfectly right and
true. You cannot marry her And Mrs.
Trcvauion looks Dallas straight in the
face.
"0h, my dearest friend, don't you say
that" he cries. his blue eyes growing dim.
iii You only knew what feel for that
girl. she would make Il different man of
me. ! could give up the life | am leading
may 1il.n ~ s1,t f,,. l,ot. snl.n IL nn,1J
only hope things would come right some
day"
Bat things could not come right, short
of Your father dying. and he is not the
least likely TO do that. Let us look mat
tiers in the face urges Mrs. Trcvanion.
Gould You keep Il wife on seven hundred
Il ,yoar: YOU know you I'M live on
that alone NOW.
"Skc has hrcn brought up very quietly,
and | could give mp anything for her."
Mrs. Trcvhiinn feels she has made IL
mistake. What man in love is not ready
tn give up everything Tin thcory) for the
sake Of the woman he is dying to possess?
"Ihcn | must put it To your honor. You
promised your cousin not to stand in his
way"
But cried Dallas. getting up and
walking rNci1cdly about. she says she
never will marry him"
but she WILL remarked Mrs. Trc-
rallioi, calmly. "as soon as she has for
gotten yuu."
you may he right" says Dallas, null
ing UP suddenly i'll front of her. but
don't think So"
"She WAS fond of him before she SAW
You. and when she has got over her pnss-
ing fancy for you she will he fond of him
again: it will he an excellent match for
her; your cousin is Il good creature. and
yon will have forgotten her existence by
the time lie marrics her"
What a bad opinion you have of mc!'
eNclaims Dallas. dcicctcdly.
"po YOU think soy And She smiles
and holds out her hand. which he clasns
warmly. "My dear. you are young; YOU
have been Il little bit spoilt: you have m
affcctionate nature; you cannot exist with.
out loving some one."
"That's quite true" asscnts Dallas
gravcly. but what will she think Of
me?"
Very badly, I hope. Because then she
will soon get over her hcartachc."
But you surely wouldn't have he,
think me IL blackguard! must write to
her and eXplnin."
You must not do anything of thu
Sort" ~rcjoins Mrs. Trevanion, quickly
"YOu must on no account write her ono
line"
Dallas looked aglast.
"YOu are not serious?"
II I'M; most serious. Ii you write tc
her, she will cling to II hope of seeing YOU
again and that something may come OF
it; but, if O are silent, her pride will
rise up in arms; she will be miserable II,
first, then she will hate you. and you,
cousin will catch her at the rebound"
Dallas sits down and buries his face il
his hands.
You are awfully hard on me-" he says
presently-"on me and her. too"
You used to have faith in me-" OBJ
serves Mrs. T%rcvanion, quietly.
$50 l have now, implicit faith. But !
cannot see that I ought not to write t.
her"
"Yet you have given your word to Mr..
Ellesmerc. And. ii ] tell you chat 1t d
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