The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-04-23
In the Waves OF
81. kevIn'S Cave.
CHAPTER 1.

nard, and l wish her back at her convent
She ought not to have left school for the mex
three years at least. Look! she is wild as
ksavage. playing with Bruno like child Of
f41elve-"
She is little more than a child, Clori," in.
terrupeted Bernard Vansdlyt, stridng to his
| sisters side, and surveying Elva Caryl atten.
lively, from the open window. by grand
father Vansdlyts will she has as much right
to live at the Priory as either of us, anl
there is no earthly reason why you should
consider her an intrusion
But 1 do" Clorinda retorted, scornfully
Il never wanted her to come to Bell Bay, anG
now hate it. Everything was mine till late.
ly, but for the last two months I have ha6
to share my belongings with her-even tt
Bruno, my own dog!"
Bernard was silent, and she went on, ir-
ritably-
II wish she would marry Jim Dage, an6
tear and scamper about Rose Dene, instead
Of here. One mistress at the Priory will suf
fice.''
dusky flush of annoyance suffused Ber
nard's bronzed skin.
Zone might suggest that you should marry
some one, and make way for my wife," hi
said, holly. 1.-THE Priory really belongs t.
me, remember"
The Vansdlyts were headstrong and pas
sionate, dangerously 50, and while Bernard's
eyes glittered angrily Clorinda's face cloude6
with a fierce display of unbridled wrath.
'Elva, your wife!' she exclaimed, her eyes
flashing fiery contempt at the idea. "HoV
detestable! You would never be so idiotic
Bernard, when you know perfectly well tina
you might marry Lena Bramble-and hel
mine Of wealth.
81 have no intention of marrying Lena
Bramble," he retorted.
Clorinda looked at him mockingly
"Elva is not for you, Berne," she vehe-
mently averred and laughed. "Jim Dage is
your rival. There he is, coming across the
lawn. You see how she rushes to meet him!'
Bernard's lips paled and contracted.
He was jealous enough already of the
young fellow towards whom the little figure
in the sunshine had darted, turning with hin
over the emerald turf in evident delight.
The strong light fell Elva's smiling
dimpled face, and FURNISHED her short, wil6
curlS of gold; she was small and fragile, with
eyes of pansy hue, and there was a Joyful
huoyancy about her whole manner infinitely
bewitching
She was just sixteen, and, having lost hel
parents as soon as she had learned to lisr
their names had been brought up in ar
English convent, developing, under the pure
influence of the good women of the cloistel
school, sweet and innocent disposition, anG
a childish faith in all with whom she came ir
|, contact.
1t was this deep-rooted inclination to trus
and think the best Of people that blinded hel
to Clorinda's smoulde ring resentment agains
her-a resentment which a girl of keenel
judgment would have certainly detected.
But Miss Vansdlyt seemed splendid
creature to her unsophsticated little relative
who did not dream of the enorrnity of which
she had been guilty in coming to Cliff Priory
instead of joining the Sisterhood she had live6
with for so many years.
That Clorinda disliked her never occurred
to her, and she would have been distinctly
startled had she read all that was passing il
her cousins mind.
In happy ignorance of this intense ill-wil
of the pain and humiliation it was likely t.
bring into her young life, Elva moved lightly
beside her boyish comrade, Bruno-a silky
spaniel-gamboling at their heels.
Are those for me-" Jim asked, abiding tt
tiny cluster of forget-me-n ots she was care
/ fully holding; and he looked trifie dsap.
pointed when she ct once replied
NO. not for you, Jim. Do you see how very
blue they are? I gathered them from the
meadow stream; can you guess for whom p
mot for Bernardo" he doubtfully interro
gated, and she laughed.
would he appreciate them? Try again."
For the hermit? Never, Elva!"
Eyes, for Mr.. Romer," she confessed ''He
loves these deeply blue forget-me-not an6
whenever pass the stream, I remember tina
they are his favorite flower
Il wish you wouldn't" muttered jim witt
a sudden spasm of envy.
She laughed again, and, having reached the
dwelling, she bounded from his side, ano
disappeared through a door, leaving him t.
enter the room which Clorinda now alone
occupied.
"It was to the "HermitS' sanctum thai
Elya swiftly made her way.
Osmonde ROn1er was not related to the
Vansdlyts, but, as secretary to Bernard
managed the affairs of the estate during
those prolonged intervals when the latter was
absent from Bell Bay.
grave, grey-eyed individual rose. r
nleased dsmay, when, having knocked soft.
ly. Elva entered the study
/ She tripped to his desk, and laid the azure
blossoms down beside the pen he had beer
using.
Then she smiled into his face.
you've been sitting in here all the morning
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