Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1898-02-10
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She will not be answerable for har
1atners faults. What is she like, Uric:
this young wife of yours? I never had
SISTER, and my mother died when l was
q boy. 1t will be quite a novelty to me-
to claim kinship with lady,
All the novelties are not agreeable
ones was the moody reply. '"The fact
IS, feel quite certain that you will not
IKE my wife, and it annoys me-"
Like her?' echoed Sir Raoul '.How
strangely you speak! Certainly, I shall
do more than like her, your wife and nv
cousin. | tell you that the thought Of
seeing her is positive pleasure to me-"
With hasty steps Lord Caraven walked
up and down the room. He seemed as
though about to speak, but then stopped
abruptly. He stood at last in front of
his cousin.
"Raoul," he said, st am not good at
keeping a secret. The truth is do not
like my wife"
mot like her, Uric! You are jesting,
surely
Il wish to heaven that I were I know
L am prodigal, a spendthrift; but I think
sometimes, now that / am little older.
that might have been a better man had
l been happily married"
"But, if you did not like her. said Sir
Raoul, with an air of utter establishment.
why did you marry herr"
That is the question. I think the an
swer is-because her father wished her to
be countess
''What had his wish DIDO with YOU.
Ulric?'
Some day I will tell you ALL" he re-
piled. at is not pleasant theme. But,
with all my fa<2lts, dislike deceit--and
l would not have you think that you are
about to enter upon scene of domestic
felicity"
poor boy!' said Sir Raoul, pityingly;
''we must hope for better things. Shall
I see your wife to-night?'
"No, think not. Lady Caraven has
gone to Covent Garden-a favorite opera
of hers is being played. She will not be
home until late. You look very tired,
Raoul-I should advise you to go to bed.
We shall not remain many weeks in Lon
don. You will, of course, go to Ravens
mere with us?"
eff you desire it; if you are kind enough
to invite me, I shall be very pleased. I
might have twenty places of my own, but
none of them would seem so much like
home as Ravensmere."
Sir Raoul retired to his room, slightly
disappointed and disenchanted. He could
not sleep. By-gone scenes in his own life
rose up before him. 1t was long after
midnight when he heard the roll of "a car
rage, and then the soft rustic Of a silken
dress as light footsteps passed his door.
'That is the young countess he said
to himself-"my new cousin
The first sound that fell upon his ear in
the morning was the singing of a bird,
and the next the falling spray of a foun-
tain. He looked around. He saw then
what improvements had been made in
Halby House. A conservatory had been
built out from the breakfast room, long
and wide-a conservatory that whs al
most an aviary, so full was it of bright
plumaged birds; fountain stood i'm the
midst, masses Of brilliant bloom glowed
upon the walls.
''This was welcome for the bride"
thought Sir Raoul. GLOW beau tiful!'
He waited on until he saw vision that
suddenly STRUCK him dumb. At the end
of the conservatory was large vine
wreathed door, the green leaves formed
q perfect screen, and against them stood
IL N~eeS- - o~NAA
before and never afterward forgot Ia tall
graceful, girlish fgure-a figure that was
all symmetry, with slender, graceful
neck. white as snow, lovely sho ulders,
round. white arms, draped in elegant
morning dress.
That it was the money lenders daugh-
ter never for a moment entered his mind
that he saw before him his cousins
wife never occurred to him. This beauti-
full girl was, of course, a visitor, like him
self-one Of Lady Caraven's friends, he
thought to himself. half sadly. 1t was
not to be wondered at, with this glorious
young beauty near to distract him, that
the earl did not care for his wife,
He went forward to speak to her, and
then for the first time she was conscious
of his presence. She raised her dark
eyes and looked at him. There are mo-
ments in life not to be forgotten-fhis was
one The dark eyes appeared Ito look
right into his heart, and he seemed to rec
ognize the soul that shone through them.
She walked up to him, still looking at him,
as though drawn by magic to him, his
eyes half smiling into the depths of hers.
He bowed at her approach.
She looked for one half minute Into the
worn, SCARED, noble face.
81 cannot be Mistaken she said, hold
ing out both her hands in welcome. you
must be Sir Raoul Laurestonw
ST am,' he replied, taking the delicate
hands in his with chivalrous etmpresse-
ment. "And your?
"And I?' she said, with charming
smile and a look of pretty establishment.
81 am Lady Caraven."
In the shock of his surprise h9 dropped
her hands. This Lady Caraven, the un-
formed school girl, and the unloEed wife,
"tall and dark" one whom he would not
like-this splendid woman! hat had
the earl meant by it? Sir Raodii was SO
startled that the shock kept him silent;
and She noticing this. thought that he
was disappointed in her.
LADY Caraven," he said, at fast- my
kinswoman! Do you know tHat ! can
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