The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1899-10-18

81 near the gateway of the ruins
n arranged their stock of photo
N graphs and guide books as
N they saw, first one carriage
approaching on the Coventry
road, and presently a second
carriage coming from the direction OF
bennington. A few shining bicycles
leaned in front OF the hotel, doing; a
young woman in reasonable skirts ana
a soft hat that seemed to have heen
invented by some Conduit street gen
ius for the express purpose OF sultlns
her pretty face shaded her eyes as
she stood at the hotel doorway ana
watched the approach of the carriage
from bennington Each carriage was
coming in a cloud Of dust: for some
time it was doubtful which of the two
would reach the hotel first. The two
coachmen, alert for anything in the
form of sport. increased the speed OF
the horses, and the horses entered into
the spirit of the game with great ear
nestness, When with a clatter they
pulled up at the gateway leading TO
the ruins the result was so much like
q dead heat that neither could brag
of victory.
arrived at last, aunt?" said the
young woman in reasonable skirts.
at last?" repeated her aunt sharp
ly. what do you mean Norah?
Surely you have only Just arrived"
Been here half an hour" said the
young woman cheerfully. 1.-THE road
was good, and l came on very WE'LL
Wonder to me-" said her aunt, step
ping out carefully, that you don't
come off. Twenty years ago no girl
would have dreamed of riding a bicy-
Gle. Or rather she might have dreamed
of it, but she would never have--Oh,
how do you do?"
The white haired, white hated, well
preserved gentleman who had stepped
brisllly out of the landau from Cow
entry lifted his hat in distant short
sighted acknowledgement of the salu-
tation. He was giving directions to
his coachman, and giving them in a
sharp. peremptory way, as one who
was in the habit Of being obeyed
"You are quite flushed, aunt dear.
Is it the sun Or"
my dear" in q whisper. "Do YOU
know who that is? That is" Chere she
Fraser
for moment matched that of her
aunt. 1t seemed odd that the mere
presence of the strenuous, white haired
gentleman, just then advising his
coachman not to be a fool, should have
this effect.
Seems" said the elder woman, fan
ming herself, las though it was to be '
"As though what was to be, aunt"
j"T wish we hadn't met him" said
the niece.
Leave him to me-" She stepped
forward and waved her striped sun
shade. OR. Fraser! Don't let us pre-.
tend that we have never met before.
And if you're a minute later" said
DIR, Fraser fiercely. "Tll send you off
sir, confound your eyes, without &
character / beg pardon. madam"
You We're always shortsighted. Fine
your glasses, like a good man. anC
put them on and look at me and say
Mrs. Mellsh. I'm delighted to SCI
you"
DR.. Fraser, fixing his pince-nez. look
ed at the buXom woman, who haC
furled her striped parasol and stood
with rather an anxious smile waitin.
for recognition.
God bless my soul" said DR.. Fra
ser.
Never mind about that" remarke,
Mrs. Mellsh. Say what l asked yol
to say"
MY dear Laura"
NO, no.
My dear Mrs. Melsh," he saic
grudgingly. I'm delighted to Sc
you"
Good" said Mrs Mellish, clappin,
her hands softly Letter perfect, frs
time. You always We're quick study
This is NV niece"
DR.. Braser's white hat came off wit
the best bow that Wigmore stree
knew. Mrs. Mellish's niece seemed fo
lady cyclist unusually shy. and hav
ing bowed, took refuge near her aunt
one of our athletic young women
said DR.. Fraser, approvingly. Cad, |
the young generation go on like thi
there will be no need for doctors"
THE young generation will marry
said Mrs. Mellsh, with her purse oper
Not if it's sensible" said DR. Erase,
"How much do we pay here?"
The pleasant woman at the smar
cottage that commanded entrance +
KenilwOrth said that the charge wa
siXpence, and did the party wish fc
guidebooks Or
I'VE want nothing my good woman
said DIR. Fraser, testify. "AbsoIuteI
nothing. Why on earth is it that thes
people will not recognize the fact?"
Perhaps such cases are rare" sal
Mrs. Mellsh.
by no means" declared DIR. Erase
They walked through the garden {
flowers to the wicket gate which led
the castle and its grounds. Mrs. Me
lish's niece said oh" in a tone {
pleased surprise; the elders had see,
years and years ago, the red ruins an
the open window spaces and the so
Velvety grass and the foliage GROWN
where Amy Robsart had made her litt
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