Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1899-08-10
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Lenore laughed.

Lenore laughed.
'.My old ayah may have been right,
she said; land if that is the case, the
wonderful events Of my life are not over
yet. Glade is coming"
The girl standing at the window had
stepped suddenly on to the lawn, and was
coming toward them.
SIS mamma awaken asked Lenore.
YES; but she wished to be alone, so
told me to join YOU"
The gentlemen bowed; but there was no
great expression Of delight on their faces.
II am glad you have come, Glade"
said Lenore. These gentlemen are talk
ing of science that verges on the magic
art. Do you believe in telling fortunes =
NO., said Glade. II believe in no
other fortune save that which every man
and woman makes for him or herself"
| Her voice was clear and musical but
| there was something in it not pleasant
to keen istener-something which made
one look again at her face.
II am inclined to the same opinion"
| said Lenore. Zone of our best writer's
| has expressed that WELL There is no fate
but that which the strong hands Of a man
carve out for himself"
''Those are noble Words" said Cyril.
| But the poet looked doubtful.
"Shal we go down to the riverside?'
| asked Lenore. 1--WE shall have time to
walk there and back before mamma
| wants us"
| 1t was worthy of notice that neither Of
| the gentlemen seemed very anxious that
| Miss Beaton should accompany them.
Neither of them moved from IGNORES
side, yet each gave the other a glance
| q ~.
| lite enough to walk with Miss Beaton?"
Lenore quickly appreciated the situa-
ton. She turned round.
| "Gladie," she said, walk with me-"
And the gentlemen were punished, like
two naughty schooboys, by having to
walk together.
''This is quite a monopoly ladies'" said
Cyril, the knight. II do not find Mr..
Austin Chandos very lively companion"
"Do you not?' said Lenore. Perhaps
Miss Beaton will prove more entertaining
company for you. Mr.. Chandos, let me
see if that is the truth or LIBEL
The face of Mr.. Chandos lighted up
with wonderful brightness as he took his
place by IGNORES side, and they talked
gayly. He fancied that was decided
matter of preference on her side for him.
Glade Beaton fingered in crossing the
| path that led down to the river, while
| Cyril evidently wished to remain as near
as possible to Lenore-he liked to catch
the chime Of sunny laughter, the ring Of
her gay words.
| II am afraid you are disappointed" she
said. "You came to see Miss Audley,
| and now you have to put up with me-"
II am very fortunate" he said, ito
have the pleasure of talking to you, Miss
Beaton."
but it was Miss Audley you came to
see," she said; and he wondered a little
| at the persistence in her tone. He did
not see the keen anxiety in her face as
she watched his.
Certainly | came to see Miss Audley,
and I met Mr.. Chandos, bent on the same
errand; but because man sets out with
only one pleasure in view, that is no rea-
son why he should not enjoy two"
| Her face cleared a little.
ST it really be a pleasure" she said,
doubtingly.
"How can it be otherwise?'' he asked,
with great politeness; but the dark eyes,
watching him so keenly, saw that while
he talked to her, while he carefully re-
moved every bramble from her path, he
was looking at the beautiful figure in the
gray trailing dress. A flush of indigna-
ton burned her face. Suddenly she stop
ped.
81 think l will go back to Mrs. Aud
ley" she said; "she may want me-"
i Cyril said nothing; he did not press her
to go or stay, but stood quietly while
she decided. He bowed as she passed
him, and then fastened to overtake Lee
more. When she had walked on for some
short distance, Glade Beaton stood still
to watch him.
lis it fair?" she cried; ''is it fair!
Heaven has given her an angels face
she has laugh like the chime Of silver
bells, she has a voice like music, she has
money, she has everything, and they both
love her-the dark-haired one with the
eyes Of fre-and the fair one with the
pale face-they both love her, and no one
loves me; they worship the ground she
stands on, they watch her smiles, they
hang on her words; they love her-they
love her"
A flush of passionate anger came to hel
face, her eyes grew dark, her. scarlet lips
trembled.
''Why should they love her and ignore
ME? I have beauty, l have wit, have
talent; / could do and dare anything
why am not loved as she is! Love OF
, no love, /. swear one thing, no matter if il
takes twenty years, no matter if / do not
/; succeed until come to die, no matter
what sin, what worry, what evil I work
no matter who suffers or what they suffer
| raise my right hand and swear that
Cyril Leslie Vernon shall love me before
| he dies; I swear that / will trample al
scruple under foot, but / Will win his
, love. l have found out her secret. She
loves Cyril Vernon the best: but she shall
never have him. for swear to win him il
, lose all the world besides"
CHAPTER II.
: Mrs. Audley, blinded by the discharge
< of pistol in the hands of Sepoy in In