The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-04-30
CHAPTER III.
Sunshine and Shadow.

One clustering October evening, four
months later, Philip Castlemaine was seated
in dog-cart emblazoned with the coronet
and crest of the house of Craymore, and
driving rapidly along the still country roads
to his cousins Hampshire seat, just on the
borders of the New Forest.
In the same vehicle the Italian youth he
had found on his doorstep that stormy June
night was also seated, while that his mind
was busy with conflicting thoughts was evil
dent by his compressed lips and flashing eye.
1t was only when from time to time his
glance fell on the handsome profile of his
master conversing pleasantly with the groom
that a look of almost childlike tenderness and
alteration took the place of bitterness and
gloom.
Arriving late in the evening. Castlemaine
dined alone, and when he made his way down
into the hall an hour later, he found it ten
anted by the whole house party, for the
younger members had voted and all for
an lmpromptu dance a fitting wind-up to
that days brilliant run to hounds
1t was an animated scene. The great oaken
nail, hung with ancient arms and armor,
and trophies of the chase, the red glow of the
huge fire below, the electric light above
shining down on the moving figures, gay at
tire and flashing jewels, and the little group
OF elderly and arstocratic men and women
gathered round the hearth, talking politics
with their bachelor host
CaStlemaine cast his eyes over fine assem-
bled guests-there might have been from
twenty to thirty, mostly casual acquaint-
dnceS, ana a lew intimate friends.
He went the round of their cordial party
exchanging few polite commonplace with
the duke, that everybody secretly observed
for it was a well known fact that no very
cordial feeling existed between the latter and
his heir
Then his face frightened, and an unmis-
taxable blush tinged his cheek as his eyes
fell on a girl standing a little apart from the
rest, whose slvery laugh rang like music
through the great hall as she watched some
at ba
intricate movements of a stately gavotte
and whose many blunders were hailed with
loud bursts of merriment, in which the on
lockers felt themselves at liberty to Join
Lady Kitty, this is an unexpected pleas
ure l had no idea of meeting you again so
soon!" he exclaimed, as they shook hands,
cutting short his conversation with a fair,
pretty-featured woman whose glance follow
ed him not too kindly.
noticed your father. but hardly dared
hope you were here also. When did you
come! Have you been here long?''
No, we only arrived yesterday We came
straight from series of country visits
Since the CoweS week we have been STAYING
quietly at Castle Krailin"
Recruiting after the seasons disspa ton !?
You look wonderfully we'll" his ewes lineer-
ing admiringly on her bright, piquant face
with its frame of Wavy black hair
Yes, in rural simplicity" she answered.
the color on her soft cheeks deepening visibly
beneath his ardent gaze. And you?'
Pursuing the old round at Downing Street
and-living Gu memory he finished, under
his breath.
She shot a swift glance into his sober face,
and faint smile curled the corners of her
red mouth.
What very poor living she murmured
demurely. The tone unmistakable, and
he laughed.
why will you always turn all 1 say into
ridicule,' he said, reproachfully. 1T is not
kind when the circumstances of both are sc
far apart. For instance when we parted
that night al Lady Harringtons, and you
gave me one poor little orchid so unwillingly
l had nothing before but to plod on at
the old round while you
According to my father put to
grass" she concluded, in the same tone, her
lovely Irish eyes-two lovely eyes, dancing
with amusement, and something a little
deeper THE cases, to my mind. are some
thing similar-equally monotonous."