The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-04-02

sue, too don't you bother. But I'm waiting
10 see the Indian prince; see as much as you
can FOR nothing is my motto Mr. Hebble-
thWaite; and the dauke's brought him here
this afternoon" (There was only duke
Tor the people of Morthington, and he was
the proprietor of nearly all the town.. II
coulon't get to see him going in, but I've just
hlpped round to have a look at him coming
out. I've seen lot of Royalties but not
red one yet, and I may as we'll while 1 have
the chance" she explained
but ne isn't a red man." said Hebble
tnWalte' instructively; "he's an Indian
We'll, they're all red, aren't they?"
NO." began Hebbethwaite; there's diff
ferent-''
Never mind" said Miss Tiddiman, COM
tortaniy, IN look with my own eyes-see-
1ngs believing Won't you stay, too Mr..
HebblethWaite?" as the dancingmaster was
going. Now, do, and you and me can walk
part of the way back together"
Hes coming! He's coming!" cried the
Others as the Indian prince appeared through
the wicket, walking arm-in-arm with the
duke, and followed by a little crowd of gen.
tlemen. Hip hip! hooray!"-and they
cheered. for the duke was popular land
lord, and well liked
He's more like an italian nor a red In
diam, said Ruth, disappointedly, after cram
4 told you he wasn't red" Mr.. Hebble-
waite replied. Nov, 1 seem to know that
face" he said, half to himself as his eyes
,eli on one young man amongst trio who
mad just passed: but I can't remember
where I've seen it MISUNDERSTANDING them
with his squirting glance till they stopped
beside hanson.
'"Then you'll not come with us. Manner
tng?" said one
NO thanks haven't time. You'll have to
look sharp, cabby," answered the tallest of
them, the object of Mr. Hebblethwaite's re-
gard, as he jumped into the vehicle "Ex-
pect to see you on Friday, of course" he
cried, putting his head out of the window as
they drove away.
Yes, old chap all right" the other two
answered.
who's that?" Hebblethwaite asked by
staEder.
Il don't mean him-I mean the one in the
hansom''
''Oh, that's a chap named Mannering-a
county gentleman, and one who knows bit
o sport when he sees it, reckon. If all &C
counts be true, he'd gamble his life and soul
away-hes regular plunger, he is; you'll
meet him everywhere-he's as good as a
bookie."
Wen, he looks down in the mouth now"
another man said. Il guess he's lost on tn
game today. Seems if he'd dropped
pile"
by gum, win or lose, it's all the same to
him-he never looks different" said the
other. "
Tn no wiser for all I've asked, but I
seemed to recollect his face said Mr.. Heb
blethwaite. Hes an uncommon looking sort
of chap isn't he, Miss Tiddiman pr
I didn't see him. she answered, Now,
have tea with us? We're going to have
bit Of cod"-seeing that he hesitated. Mother
bought it before l came out, and I know you
like bit O. fish"
Il don't mind owning that I am partial to
fish, especially when it's cooked as your
mother does it, Ruth" said Mr.. Hebble-
thwaite.
Yes, the old lady's good cook when she's
mind said Ruth, proudly. 'Tl back her
against good many"
Have you any more lodgers?" asked Heb
blethwaite, as they walked on
Three young men in business she an
swered 1.-TWO of 'em like, but the others
a fincking Miss Nancy; but mems less
trouble nor women-they re not always about
the house"
But man like me is always about the
house." said HebDlethwaite; "and my wife
never thought me tiresome. Do you think I
should be?'
Hebblethwaite was a widower an dof late
he had been rather given to making similar
speeches to the above to Ruth; but as she
was at a loss to know whether he had any
serious intentions not, and also preferred
younger men, she did not encourage him to
be explicit.
You see, you're different-you're profess
sional, as it were," she said But here we
are''-leading the way up the entry to the
back door. which was generally used as the
entrance for the family at No. st. STalbot's
Road.
No. was one Of row of red brick houses
with bow windows, and a genteel appear
ance, and as the Road was one which joined
the questionable part of Morthington to the
tag-end of the more ariStocratic portion, it
fairly popular a lodging place for
people of society tendencies, whose pockets
were not equal to their desires. The win
with art muslin curtains, swathed with bands
of yellow crinkled paper and stout mother