The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1898-07-12
I! Ana sns hurried out Of the ROOM

II Ana she hurried out Of the room
i. with choking gasp In her throat
Mrs Benjamin dtd not like scenes;
she looked On With civil wonderment.
But she understood 1t all-after & little
while.
1.-THE landlord again!" cried Mrs.
Joyce. in her soft, welLmodulated
voice.
Mamma" said Beatrice, hurriedly,
its three months since he was here
last. and-and don't you remember we
didn't pay him them"
/ Mr.. Atheiing himself followed on her
footsteps. Mrs. Joyce drew herself
dignifedly up.
This intrusion is scarcely called for,
Mr.. Atheling," said she. my daughter
transacts my business affairs for me-
my daughter, who is now at the White
Mountains, or going there immediate
.ly."
Can I see her?" Mr.. Atheling asked
quietly.
Il presume SO, il you go to Mrs.
Bruce Benjamin's, No. - Fifth ave-
nue."
Thanks, madam. Pray excuse me
for disturbing you."
Mrs. Joyce bowed with the air of an
sx-empEess, and Mr.. Atheling with
drew.
That's over, thank goodness" said
she, and buried her nose once more in
the pages of book. But Bee was by no
means certain that 1t was over.
Mamma might bear some Of her
own burdens" she murmured. 1T isn't
fair upon Maddy to send people there"
| Mr.. Atheling himself walked along
the street, with something of indigna-
ton rising up within his breast
Madeline Joyce is good and beau
tifil GIRL" he said to himself, "and for
her sake I have borne with these peo-
pie longer than l otherwise should.
But-dress and gayety and endless ex-
penses at the White Mountains, with q
years rent due-that is altogether a
different matter. have been mistak-
en- in Madeline Joyce, and the sooner
she understands 1t the better. A mere
society butterfy-too proud to work,
too frivolous to stop and think! And 1
had fancfed her SO different"
Mrs. Benjamin's tall footnan put on
supercilious grin as Mr.. Atheling
asked for Miss Joyce.
The new nussery gov'ness," said he.
i"upstairs-second story, back, please"
Mr.. Atheling, somewhat surprised,
and a little annoyed, assembled the
staircase by himself.
The door was half-open, and he could
see Madeline Joyce, book in her lap
and two or three chubby little boys
swarming around her, evidently in
tent on anything and everything but
their lessons
/. She started up, crimson and con-
fused at the sight Of the dark. hand
some face she knew so well.
1T is about the rent" she gasped.
Eyes, yes-I knew. We cannot nay It
just yet, but-but-
/ He smiled as he took her hand.
You are not going to the White
Mountains, theA?'
Yes. am-as Mrs. Benjamin's nur-
sery governess. Only mamma does
not know. 1t would break her heart,
Mr.. Atheling. And the very first quar-
fer's salary receive shall be forward
ed Immediately to you. For"
"Madeline!" he burst forth, impul-
sively, II have mistaken you'll have
nisjudged you altogether. will you
pardon me?'
Il don't understand you, Mr.. Athel-
ng"
And then he explained Madeline's
carlet upper lip curved.
"And you believed l could 70 FASH
pleasure-seeking, while
While we owed money that we could
lot pay? Oh, Mr.. Atheling!"
Five minutes later Master Clarence
rushed down to his mothers
oudoir.
Mamma, mammal" he bowled.
come quick. There's a strange man
to Miss Joyce, and she's
rying."
But when Mrs. Benjamin reached the
Gene Of action, the tears were all
ried up, and Madeline was smiling
nd coloring radiantly.
"Oh, Mr.. Athelng, it is you!" cried :
lie lady, recognizing the wealthy land c
older. And Maddy-" q
Il may as well tell you," said Made a
ne, softly, "Mr. Atheling has asked L
e to marry him, and"
And you will lose your nursery gov
ness" said Athelng, smiling. p
Madeline Joyce never gave up her -
'nest pride. And she went to the n
hite Mountains, after all, but it was d
bride.