The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1898-09-23


fireplace. Quick as thought she walked
straight to the table and turned the
portrait face downwards. carelessly
throwing over it the pretty lace trifle
which adorned the top Of little chair
which stood close by.
She battered herself that the old lord
had not seen or at any rate noticed the
action. and turned to him eager to hear
what had happened to Barbara.
Tell me, is she much hurt?" she
asked. "My poor old Barbara. How
was it?'
He told her then exactly how the &C
cident had happened, and how they
had taken the old lady las he called
Barbara, with an air of being himself
quite a boy off to st. Georges, she
being insensible and not able to tell
where she lived.
ITO St. Georges! Is that a hos
pital?" Dorothy cried. ooh. my poor
Barbara! She will think that the end
OF the world has come"
"Oh, no. She is much better off than
she would be in any private house."
said Lord Aylmer, soothingly. But I
am most grieved and sorry to tell you
that her leg is broken. and she Is
naturally very anxious that you should
hear OF her, and, If possible, that she
should see you"
"Oh, I'll go. I'll go at once" Doro-
thy cried. Would you be kind enough
to get me cab? won't lose another
minute. oh, my poor. dear old Bar
bara"
May drive you there? have my
carriage at the door," he asked.
In an uncomfortable burst of graft
tude Dorothy put out her two little
trembling hands and took his. "Oh,
Lord Aylmer," she cried, chow good
you are! won't keep you waiting a
minute. I will be ready before you
know that have gone"
She ran out of the room and came
back with her bonnet on and dust
cloak over her smart tea-gown, but not
before Lord Aylmer had quietly gone
to the table and looked at the portrait
which she had so adroitly hidden. Yes
as he had suspected from her move
ments, It was portrait OF Master
Dick! He put it down again and
walked to the window, where he stood
looking at his handsome carriage, with
its satin coated horses and the two tall
servants In their respondent liveries
Lord Aylmer wondered how long the
destinations Of photograph would
hold out against the destinations of
such a turnout as that And Dorothy
all the time was thinking how lucky
| it. was that it was not Lord Aylmer
who had picked up Barbara, and how,
now that she had got In touch with
him, she would be able to work things
into straight and comfortable state
and send for her darling home again
instead Of going out to India to join
him.
Il haven't been long, have II" she
said, as she came in.
Very quick. indeed" he answered
approvingly. and added to himself
"Pon my word, but Master Dick has
very fair taste-knows the right sort
when he sees it."
II will put my gloves on as we go;
do not let us lose any time" she said,
going toward the door.
He handed her into the carriage with
an air OF Difference he might have
shown to princess, then he got in
himself and sat beside her.
Back to st. Georges Hospital" he
said to Charles.
Eyes, m'lord." said Charles.
And, as ill-luck would have 1t. at
that very instant the lady with the
serene eyes who lived on the floor
above Dorothy's fiat came down the
street in time to see them come out and
the old gentleman hand her into the
carriage-nay, in time to hear Charles
reply Of Eyes. m'lord."
AS If by instinct the two women
looked at one another-there was no
expression in the serene face of the
lady who was on foot, nothing notice
able about her excepting cold severity
| IA nOI eyes, IL WdS UuL Cue glance OF
a moment. yet Dorothy. who guessed
what was in the mind of the other
grew scarlet from chin to brow and
turned her head away that Lord Ayl-
mer might not see that her eyes were
filled with tears.
will you be able to get on without
your old servant?" Lord Aylmer asked.
as they drove along.
Il must. for the present." answered
Dorothy.
But meant-have you-that is-''
You meant have another servant %
she finished. mo, have not must
see about some one to take her place
for the time. l wonder where l shall
go to look for one?"
You don't know this part Of London
we'll, them" he asked.
II don't know London we'll at ALL
Dorothy answered, for lived in the
country all my life until was-mar-
ried."
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