Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1898-01-01
CHAPTER I.
MAD For TEE LOVE OF HER.

"It's no use. I've come back, you
see. / guessed you'd be alone now."
And Sir Jaffray Walcote laughed as he
passed out through the window Of the
hotel on to the veranda and sat down
on q low basket chair, which creaked
under the weight of his tall, powerful
frame.
Lola Crawshay, who was sitting
alone at the end Of the veranda, looked
up from her book and first greeted him
with a glance and smile, which made
his pulses beat faster, and then changed
and said in a tone which implied re-
buke:
"You said you would go with the
others"
~ know, and I meant it right
enough. I always do when-when you
pack me off. I got nearly as far as the
town, and upon Iny word meant to
go right on and find the little woman
and my cousin and stop with them,
Just as I said, but-well, thought Of
this cozy veranda, and that-that you"
he glanced at her, checked himself
and changed the finish Of the sentence,
adding-"that on such an evening one
gets such fine views of the scenery, you
know, and all that, and so here I am.
That's all" And he turned his smiling,
handsome face to her.
"You had no right to come back" 1"
said Lola gravely and almost coldly,
and she closed her book and gathered
up the fancy work which she had been
doing. Then she rose from her chair
and stood just where the sun shone
upon her, bathing her in golden light
and making her magnificent beauty seem
almost supernatural in it's dazzling ra-
dance.
Her companion gazed almost like one
bewitched by the glorious picture she
made.
"Will you let me pass, Sir Jaffray9"
she asked, purposeiy avoiding his eyes.
He jumped to his feet and Redeemed.
"Do you mean you are going in?
Have offended you? Don't CO."
The last was whispered appeal, and
he looked down at her and seemed to
search for her eyes with his. After a
long pause she lifted her face and turned
upon him gaze which thrilled him till
he almost trembled with the passion
which ragged in him.
Then she made as If to speak, but said
nothing, and her eyes fell again, as
though beaten down by the ardent look
he bent on her, and instead of speaking
she sighed deeply and tremulously.
She moved On as if to pass him with
out speaking, but he barred her path,
and as though unwittingly she brushed
against him, then stopped, drew back
and started and sank down again into
her chair, leaning her arm on the We
randa and her face on her hand and sit
ting quite still, like the statue of EN-
barrassed and emotional loveliness.
Sir Jaffray leaned against the rail OF
the yeranda and made no effort to speak
for awhile, content to feast his eyes
upon her lustrous beauty and to yield
himself up to the full enjoyment of the
emotions she had reused.
He was mad for the love of her, and
she knew it we'll enough and meant to
be his wife.
But she knew also that there were
difficulties to be surmounted first and
that she must act warily and cautiously
If she was to succeed.
It was moro than 18 months since
that scene on the DEVILS rock, and she
had already made excellent use Of her
time in England. She had found Mrs
Villyers, the widow to whom her father
had sent her, ready at first to give her
only a very cold and formal welcome,
willing to do for a relative what the
dem ands of duty, sympathetically inter
preted, might require, but unwilling,
on account of the i'll odor of Lola's ia
ther with his family, to take her into
the house OH the footing Of all intimate
and loving friend.
But Lola had amply justified her
shrewd old fathers Judgment, and the
winning tact, the clever usefulness, the
supple adaptability and the patient
temper which the girl never failed tn
show won the old lady s heart, until she
was almost loath to let her out Of her
sight.
As tho old man had predicted, more
over, Mrs. Villyers' introduction open
ed the doors of every desirable house in