The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1898-08-05

ing over the table, begins TO mt Tissue
paper pattern on her stuff, making
scornful and expressive grimace Of
contempt at her sisters affectatlon.
Il know you dote on carrying par
cells; but then you do so many things
purposely to annoy that 1t is no use at
tempting to stop YOU" continued Ruby,
signing gently.
Shell still keeps silent only smiling
knowingly at her pattern as she twists
1t from side to side.
You were very wise not to go down
into the town this morning." Ruby
goes on after a short pause. "Not
that there was much sense in the ex-
cuse that you hadn't time, for l see you
have been wasting it in the grounds
pointing with her sunshade to a large
vase full Of lilac which stands in the
center of the chimney piece. 'It is so
absurd to put flowers in this horrid
old room"
Shell turns her head sharply and
smiles at the mauve and white plumes
behind her.
Il just couldn't resist Them" she
says softly. 81 took a rush round the
grounds before setting to work, and /
felt / must bring a bit of sweetness
back with me-"
Ruby is not listening to the explana-
ton; her eyes are gazing absently
through one of the open windows.
1--WE heard some news In the town."
she observes with a deliberate sudden
ness.
did your" returns Shell carelessly,
as she continues to adjus. her pins.
"Yes-Robert Champley is expected
home next week"
us he?" says Shell. pausing sudden
ly in her work and opening her green
eyes to their fullest extent. Then she
continues musingly-"Poor fellow!"
Your pity seems rather ridiculous"
observes Ruby impatiently. "a man
with over two thousand a year Is not
to be pitied."
mot even when he has lost the only
person who could make that two thou
sand year worth having" queries
Shell, with a curl Of her lip.
Absurd! He must have got over
his wife's death by this time" says
Ruby, tapping her sunshade restlessly
on the carpet besides, he has his
children"
Poor little things!" muses. Shell,
with a short sigh.
why poor? OF course he will
marry again; and they will be we'll
looked after"
"Will they?" says Shell obviously.
II am sure l hope so; besides, 1t re-
mains to be proved that Robert Champ
ley will marry again. think 1t very
doubtful myself"
GAS IL you, child OF nineteen,
could possibly form an opinion!" ex-
claims Ruby. why, you were a per-
feet baby when his wife died. won
der that you can even remember her."
Let me see-I must have been six
Sen," remarks Shell, with provoking
accuracy, because l know it happened
four years since; and shall be twenty
the day after tomorrow"
"Of course you would remember him
Ruby-"only at that age you could not
possibly understand much of his char
acter. Now poor Clara used to say
that comprehended him so thorough
ly-nearly as we'll as she did. You
know Clara and l were close friends"
II always thought Mrs. Champley
was Garnet's great friend" observes
Shell, with just a shade OF unbelief in
her tone.
"At one time" admits Ruby in some
confusion; "only after Garnet married
and went to India took her place"
mo one person can take another's
place." says Shell decidedly. 81 know
Garnet corresponded with Mrs. Champ
ley up to the time of her DEATH have
often heard mamma say so.'
81 am very glad that he is coming
home" pursues Ruby, ignoring this
last allusion Of her sisters intimacy
with Mrs. Champley. Il have often
felt 1t a weight on my mind that /
have not been able to carry out dear
Clara's wish, and look after her chill
dren."
Shell has Strengthened her back, and
now stands staring full at Ruby with
such Quizzical glance that her sister
says with an impatient flush
"Well-have said anything so very
extraordinary? You look as If you
were going to eat me-"
well, 1t certainly sounded odd, to
say the least of it," replies Shell, re-
Stunning her work." to hear that you
were going to look after Robert
Champley's children. should imag-
Inc that he is pretty we'll able to look
after them himself"
"As II a man could possibly know
anything about the training of chill
dren!" answers Ruby contemptuously.
"Of course he can't. / promised their
poor mother that would do my best
to look after them, and l shall allow
no conventional scruples to prevent
my fulfilling that promise"
IT am quite sure you won't" says
Shell In a low tone TO her work. Then
suddenly a happy thought strikes her.