Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1899-03-08

whispered words. her only half-averted
ghnces, all told their tale. Presently it 10
clear that q very fully developed Irritation
10 well in hand.
Lazy baitimore coming across the grass
with a basket in one hand and her little
son held fondly by the other, sees and
srasps the situation. Baltimore, leaning
over Lady Swansdown. the latter lying
back In her lounging chair in her usual in
doient fashion. swaying her feather fan
from side TO aide, and with her white lids
lying on the asure eyes.
Seeing 1t all, Lady Baltimore's mouth
hardens, and q contemptuous expression
destroys the calm dignity Of her face. For
the moment only. AHother moment and
It 10 gone; she has recovered herself. The
one sign Of emotion she has betrayed is
swallowed up by her stern determination
10 conceal al pain at all costs, and, II her
fingers tighten somewhat convulsively on
those OF her boys, why, who can be the
wiser for that2 No one can see It.
Dyart, however, who II honestly fond
Of his cousin, has mastered that first swift
involuntary contraction Of the calm brow,
and sense Of indignant anger against
Baltimore and his somewhat reckless COM
panion fires his blood. he springs quick
y 10 bis Isst,
LADY Baltimore, noting the action.
though not understanding the motive for
1t. turns and smiles at him-so controlled
q smile that 1t quiets him at once.
Il am going to the gardens to try and
cajole Mcintyre out Of some roses" says
she. In her sweet, slow way, stopping near
the first group she reaches on the lawn
the group that contains, among others,
her husband and-her friend. She would
not willingly have stayed where they were,
but she 10 too proud to pass them by with
out a word. who win come with me :
Oh! no." - several rise to Join her. laugh
lns. though rather family. 1T is not COM
pulsory-even though ! go alone, shall
feel that am equal to Mcintyre"
Lord Baltimore had started as her first
words fell upon his ears. He had been
30 preoccupied that her light footballs COM
ing over the grass had not reached him.
and her voice, when it fell upon the air.
gave him 4 shock. He half rises from his
seat.
Shall IT. he h beginning, and then
stops short; something in her face checks
him.
our she conQuers herself half a sec
ond later: all the scorn and contempt is
crushed by sheer force Of will out Of look
and tone, and she goes on as clearly and
as entirely without emotion az though she
were a mere machine-a thing she had
taught herself to be. mot you," she says.
gayly, waving him lightly from her. "You
are too useful here"-as she says this she
gives him the softest, il fieetest, smile. 1t
Is a masterpiece. You can amuse one.
here and there, while-I want a girl
IF you are going to the gardens, Lady
Baltimore, let me 80 with you," says Miss
Maliphant, rising quickly and going to-
ward her. She Is big. loud girl, with
money written all over her In capital let
ters, but Dicky Browne tells himself she
has a good heart. II should love to 60
there with you and Berthe"
Come. then" says Lady Baltimore.
graciously. She makes q step forward;
little Berthe, a. though he likes and be-
neves In her, thrusts his small fist into
he hard Of the Birmingham heiress, and
thus all three pass out Of sight.
(To be continuedJ