The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-05-28

3S years of age, AID does not feel inclined
to blame her mistress in the least, for who
could marry on nothing a year?
So while she packs Daisy's pretty frocks
and frlpperieS away the morning follow
ing the ball. not word does she speak of
what has taken place, and asks religiously
at certain intervals whether her head is still
paining her, and whether she can do any
thing to assist her.
Daisy has laid awake nearly the whole of
the night, and by morning she has arrived
at quite different state of mind from that
in which she, pewailed only her misfortune
IN losing Toms society. Now she is burning
from modification and shame rather than
disappointment and dread of his anger, and
the fear She has is rather that he may have
been congratulating himself upon his easy
conquest than that she may suffer from his
offended dignity This latter condition of
feeling seems now even more intolerable than
that of the previous night.
II all the people in the house have been
under the misconception that she and her
mother have been pursuing Mr. Carruthers,
is it not almost certain as her mother ar
gued last night, that Mr.. Carruthers may
nave once or twice thought so himself or at
the very least heard the Idea discussed?
This is a thought that makes her writhe
upon her pillows. That her innocent, SYM
| pathetic mother should be designed match
making woman, only anxious to settle her
| daughter advantageously and that she her
| self-Daisy-should have been considered as
doing her best to catch" Tom-Tom, per-
haps. being aware OF what is said, however
much he himself cares for her-is an idea
too awful to be contemplated without
very agony Of shame.
Poor Daisy turns and losses, sits up, lies
down in misery. Oh, how she wishes she
! had done this that, and the otheri
| If only she had never acceded to Toms
| smallest request-if only she had never given
| him a flower, taken his, or walked with him
yard! If she had only always looked cold
and unconcerned whenever he spoke, and
returned him cold and unmoved stares for
his inlpassoned chances! And that he should
| be rich, makes it so much the worse, of
course he would be unable to comprehend
that she might, after ALL not be certain to
accept him. Torturng herself with thoughts
like these, she almost worked herself into
fever.
At o'clock her mother comes into her
bedroom
II will have your breakfast sent to you,
DEAR she says, thinking what pity it is
that things should have turned out SO un-
fortunately, as she contemplates the little
white face, with hard mouth and desperate
eyes, that confronts her, and contrasts it
with the shy and rosy one of the previous
night. .~1 e
ooh, you needn't be frightened now, mann
| maj exclaims Daisy, with a scornful,
wretched pretence at a laugh. "Oh, what
| fool I've been! only long to get upd now,
| and go down and tell him wouldn't take
| him if he were enabeb. thought morning
would never come
Mrs Page, though delighted that this
CnanSe OF n1OOQ haQ arrived, is nevertheless
far too cautious to allow her charge to de-
scend into a circle which is full of nothing
but Tom Carruthers' altered circumstances.
| If she can get Daisy off safely to the Bunga-
low without hearing the news she considers
| that half the battle will be So she in
sists upon her daughter remaining upstairs
for the morning meal, though she feels now
almost assured that she may trust her to do
nothing foolish.
Mrs Page however, takes her usual place
at the table with the other visitors, and
glad does she feel that Daisy has been pre-
vailed upon to remain absent from it, for
there is very little talked of but Philip
Carruthers and his marvellous escape.
Tom, looking joyous and excited, is giving
the details to friends on either side of him,
and, even yet does not seem either to COM
prehend or bewail that he has fallen back in
to his old place Mrs. Page does not address
him, but occupies herself carefully with other
people, laughing and talking apparently in
the best of spirits, and as they are placed
at different ends of a large table it is not
too noticeable that she utterly ignores him.
After the meal is ended, however Tom
rushes over to her and questions her eagerly
about Daisy rs she better?"
my daughter is quite we'll this morning,
thanks very much, Mr.. Carruthers," replies
Mrs. Page with perfect politeness but with the
indefinable GOODNESS of manner which struck
him last night, but she preferred to have
her breakfast in her own room.'
Tom feels puzzled, and shows it perhaps
in his face, for Mrs. Page says angrily, to
herself, that he must be fool not to see
how the land lies now
81 wanted to tell her my good news" he
says simply. Il hope the drive home will do
her good, and that she will be quite all right
at lunch.''
ooh, we should not dream of expecting you
to lunch now says Mrs. Page. I'VE are
not quite so selfish as that. You will have
far too much to do
mo, indeed, I shan't have anything to do"
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