The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1898-11-20
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Sether.
On' more of man. ana not so-oh.
you know what mean; he's only a grown
up boy now playin' with boats aud horses
S"I such doln's. l don't want TO hurt your
I'LL 5 mss Esther, but do you s'pose
! pel Fps Mr.. DyeU was thinkin' about
money they do say Mr.. Judson's made
lot, speculatin'."
NO I'm sure there was nothing mer-
cenary in her mind" =
1lsS wainwright said no more. and the
loussAeeper' seeing her thoughtful mood
5aAeu at her w'stfu.ly; then, signing. left
n9r ana went to clear off the table.
4n,-'9' 'rer sat stu, staring at the fire and
ny l"s 70 feduce her thoughts to order
lne Grier ana resentment toward her sis
e "Anch the discovery of the latter's wish
i,,S.. caused We're subsiding. Her cooler
Judgment tod her thar Lucy merely,
showing that she dishked Judson Dvett
H"u concluded that they two would no
more Hkely to reach an amicable agree
"Ieh' II such request came TO their
Ai,oWledge after she was gone.
Yearly year had elapsed since Esther
nau seen this man, When they did meet il,
was only a formal fashion. Althousbt
ne hVeo out few miles away. their in
iS'Y .heH friends, their paths, were
widely diverse. He had been expacted tn
be at the lawyers office TODAY. but some
business having detained him it had been
lett to Miss Wainwright to consult win
MIN as TO their new duties at her own
convenience. ''i'
w mere and when should she talk with
MIN? Evidently at the Dyett house. In
a Few days that would pass into the hands
or new owners; then the interview rnust
take place soon, while that rendezvous re-
NAMED to them. Not for any consideration
HeIa
her own home Why, had it not been in
this very room that
Esther Wainwright looked about her fur
lively, with frightened eyes Memory had
her in its power tonight.
The next day her weakness had passed.
Deborah's brow cleared as she saw nv her
mlstress's self-possessed manner and the
expression of her face that her usual abil-
lty and commonsense had reasserted them
selves.
Il expect to bring Kitty home with me
tonight" said Miss Wainwright to the
housekeeper, and the latter fingered in the
doorway to look after her mistress while
Esther took her quick way down the
street.
wouldn't bend a grass blade If she
stepped on it," was Deborah's comment.
but 1 never knew before how she des-
spised Mr.. Dyett. Though one spell she
favored him more'n any of em. But none
of EN- got her, not one" Deborah finished
triumphantlyi the mere fact of Esthers
monotonous life failed utterly to convince
her that all the eligibles in the city
would not flock to the Wainwright door
provided Esther's bright eyes ever CLEANED
encouragingly.
Those eyes cleaned now, and the curved
lips were firmly set when Miss Wainwright
reached the Dyett house and ran up the
steps.
rs Mr.. Dyett here, Maggie?" she asked
of the maid who answered her ring.
Yes, ma'am. He's waiting for you in the
parlor."
Esther moved unhesitatingly to the
little drawing room, from whence the or
naments had been removed. As she pass
ed between the portieres she saw at once
the object of her search.
He was standing his feet apart, and his
back to her, examining a painting on the
wall. One of the hands crossed behind
him held the. gloves he had just taken off
and his silk hat lay on bare table near
by. He was well dressed, and as he turn
ed, his clear-skinned face had a care-free
look rather unusual in a man of As.
'Ah, how do you do, Esther?" he said
cheerfully. He stepped forward, and their
hands met perfunctorily. you've not
selling that Corot with the house, hope"
and he turned back for another appreci-
alive look. That was always a pet of
mine"
The color flew to her cheeks; yet what
other greeting did she expect from Jud-
son Dyett? She wished to propitiate him
while there was a shadow of hope that
he might yield to- the request she had de-
termined 10 make.
mo doubt Kitty will be glad to have
you store 1t for her until she has a home
of her own" she replied.
"A home of her own" He gave a short
laugh. Wont you slt?'
She accepted the chair he placed. and
he took one near; and his eyes ran quick
ly over her neat figure.
"How old is the little rascal?"
kitty is 49," said Miss Wainwright, la
conically.
"Ha! We thought ourselves grown up
at 10, didn't we? His look interrogated her
pleasantly.
How did he dare! Esther felt tremuIous
as she leaned back and loosened the feath-
er boa around her neck.
II know now, at any rate, that a girl
of 10 Is a child,' she replied. What is
your response to the word l sent you this
morning."
II was always glad to do anything
could for Lucy am glad to still Kitty
and l are great chums."
but the care of a girl of that age would
be really inconvenient for a man situated
as you are"
MIR. Dyett raised his eyebrows at her
tone.
"You dsapprove of the arrangement"
at seems to me wholly unnecessary"
Then you did not cooperate with Lucy
in the PLAN"
Esther's eyes flashed at him. II did notP'
He smiled at her thoughtfully, striking
one palm softly with his gloves. II be-
lieve you" he said at last.
She felt with anger that she was color
ing to the roots of her hair. ut is ex-
cessively disagreeable TO me to act with
with anyone in this matter" she said hur-
riedly II was prepared to do everything
for Kitty myself, and-and Lucy of
course, only appointed you Qua of a sense
of duty to her husband" she paused.
Every kind and very proper" return
ed her companion. with the same irritating
composure. I'm fond of Kitty. l have no
child of my own IL was very thoughtful
of Lucy to rescue her for half the year