The herald., 1898-06-19

not be missed until morning, and we
shall have at least twelve hours start
Then, at every stage, we will leave
something behind, which will ensure q
broken axle, or a linchpin gone, for
our pursuers."
We were both so charmed with the
picture we had conjured up, that when
said, Suppose, after all, though, that
Sir Peter consents?" Daphne's face
fell; but presently she smiled, when I
said:
IF he does consent, why, then,
there is no harm in our marrying any
way we like, and he will excuse us for
running away. And if he does not con-
sent, there is no help for tive must
elope!"
1 considered myself a casuist of the
first order. 1 felt obliged to take the
FIRST opportunity of letting Sir Peter
know the state of affairs, and, as usual,
I determined to begin through Lady
Hawkshaw.
And" as Daphne shrewdly re-
marked, "they will certainly differ. so
we shall at least have one of them on
our side.'
I sought Lady Hawkshaw, and found
room. 1 began, halting, stammering,
and blushing, as if I were a charity
school boy, instead OF lieutenant in
His Majesty's service, who had been
thanked by Lord Nelson.
Mummy lady," 1 suffered, II have
experienced so much k-k-kindness from
you that I have come to you in the
greatest emergency of my life."
you want to get married." promptly
replied Lady Hawkshaw.
I was so staggered by having the
words taken out of my mouth that I
could only cape and stare at her. To
render my confusion worse, she added:
"And you want to marry Daphne"
II cannot deny it, madam" I man
aged to say.
will you ring the bell?" she asked.
I rang the bell like churchwarden,
and the footman came, and Lady
Hawkshaw Immediately sent him for
Sir Peter.
think my courage would wholly
have given out at that, except for a
glimpse of Daphne, fitting up the
stairs. The dear girl wished to give me
heart, so she told me afterward.
Sir Peter appeared and was greeted
by Lady Hawkshaw as follows:
"Sir Peter, here is Richard Glynn
wanting to marry Daphne. He has but
three thousand pounds; but she might
go farther and fare worse"
Sir Peter literally glared at me. He
gasped once or twice, then broke out
in torrent.
"He wants to marry my ward, does
henry ward, with thirty thousand
pounds, in her own right! 1 wonder,
damme, he didn't propose to marry
Arabella, too. Young gentleman, you
are too modest. Heiresses in England
go about hunting for poor lieutenants
to marry. 1 suppose you think it would
be fine stroke for me to marry my
ward to my nephew! Ha, ha! Ho, ho!"
His laughter was demoniac.
"Sir Peter" said Lady Hawkshaw,
severely-for 1 remained mute-"I am
astonished at your violence and un-
reason. Did you never hear of an
heiress-and a fine, handsome girl, too,
with many accomplishments, and of a
great family-marrying a poor lieuten-
ant without penny, and without an
ancestor?"
by Jupiter I never did!" roared Sir
Peter.
"Then. Sir Peter" cried Lady Hawk
shaw, rising. with awful dignity, you
forget all about Lieutenant Peter
onia Jane Howard"
At this, Sir Peter fairly wilted for a
few moments: and I heard something
strangely like a tittering in the next
room.
But Sir Peter presently recovered
himself in measure.
"But-but-there are lieutenants and
lieutenants, madam. was considered
a man likely to rise. And. besides, if
remember rightly, I was not an ILL
looking fellow, madam"
Sir Peter, you were no taller then
han you are now-five feet, four inches.
Your hair was red, and you were far
from handsome. Richard Glynn is as
good-looking as you ever were in your
life; and he has already made his mark
Glynn," turning to me, you
are at liberty to marry Daphne Car
Richard Glynn," bawled Sir Peter,
'if you dare to think you are going
to marry Daphne Carmichael-mind, I
say, if the thought ever enters your
damned head-it will be as much as
your life is worth! 1 am going this mo-
ment- to the First Lord of the Admir-
atty, to see if I can't have you sent to
the West Indies, or the Gold Coast, with
my best wishes and endeavors to keep
you there for ten years at least"
"And what will you do with me, dear
Uncle Peter?" suddenly asked a soft
voice; and Daphne, who had stolen into
the room (she must have been very
near), stood before him, and nestled
her pretty head against his shoulder
Sir Peter was too astonished, for a
or two. to speak. The whole
thing had fallen upon him like the
shock of an earthquake. But in little
while he recovered his voice, and all
Of his voice, too: he shouted as if he
we're on the bridge of the Ajax" with
a whole gale blowing, and the enemy
In sight.
"Do!' he shrieked. "What will I do?
Bread and water, miss, for six months!
Discipline, miss!" And much more of
the same sort.
This reused Lady Hawkshaw to take
our part. She shouted back at Sir
Peter; and 7, not to be outdone, shout
ed that Daphne was mine, and 1 was
hers, as long as life should last; and
Sir Peter flung out, in a
royal rage, and Lady Hawkshaw flung
after him; and Daphne sank, in tears,
on my shoulder, and I kissed her
hundred times and cOmfOrtad har R,,t