St. Landry clarion. (Opelousas, La.) 1890-1921, 1899-04-22
in bringing the choIerie gentleman TO

his Senses a
In the evening, when the secretar,
was on the point Of leaving to return t,
his lodgings in ISlyerton, a small vii
lage in the neighlISrhood, Mr.. Kennare
entered the roosI and handed him
check for eight pounds, saying: eTha+
terminates AL business transaction.
/ between up. And now take. my advice
cultivate a more respectful attitude
i toward your superiors.''
Il don't think you are in a position
to give advice to anybody upon that
! subject, Mr.. Kennard. You NAV be
rich, but allow me to remind you thai
mere wealth does not confer superiori-
ty worthy the respect of any sensible
man, )" and SO saying the secretary left
the library and was soon walking
rapidly toward the Kelverton road.
He slackened his pace in few min
utes and .tIen s,sing, he turned and
looked regretful1y at the home of
Muriel Kennard.
What could have possessed him to
lose his temper with that sweet and
gentle creature this morning? Was it
not maddening that he should have
done SO on the occasion of their last
meeting on earth? Oh! if he could but
tell her how deeply, how keenly, he
regretted this petulant outburst!
His mind agitated with these
thoughts, he slowly resumed his walk
along the narrow pathway skirting the
dense woods of the Elms domain. He
had not been walking many minutes
when small terrier scampered toward
him. n the next instant he saw the tall
and slender figure of Muriel Kennard
approaching, evidently returning from
a visit to one of her many pensioners
in the village. He stopped and raised
his hat when she was within a few PAGES
of him. Acknowledging the salute with
slight bow, Miss Kennard was brush
ing past him when he said: 'tMiss Ken
nard, ] fear you are angry with me-"
She stopped and looked at him, an
expression Of grave reproof in her win
some brown eyes.
You are the last person in the world
I would wish to offend, ? he continued.
in tone of deep and earnest feeling.
i cannot tell how deeply regret my
hasty words of this morning. Forgive
me-"
Yes, forgive you, Mr.. Hope" After
moments pause she added: ST sup
pose you have finally decided to leave
us?n
'As matter of fact, have been ig-
continuously dismissed" he replied, |
with bitter laugh.
L trust you do not suppose she
said, in a low. and tremulous voice, |
that I approved Of my fathers bear |
ng towards you?''
1 felt sure you did not; indeed, it
vas that belief may be- perfectly
rank with you now-that encouraged
ne to submit for month to his un-
ssofyyernable 10y, temper Drawing closer
resist eonfessing my folly my aaen 1 I
lream of impossible happiness, to you,
Muriel." He. hesitated for an instant
and then added: 81 love you, darling.
[ love YOU
She stood before him with downcast
eyes and quiyering lips, her hurried
breathing bemaying the agitation OF
her heart. He took her hand tenderly
and said: s.Auriel. is there any hope
for me ?''
she raised her head and looked at |
him, her eyes glowing bright with re-
sponsive tenderness. And then in the
fast-gath herring darkness Of this still
evening their lips met, and
hand in hand, they wandered into the
deep shadows of the quiet woods.
"I say. Crouch, said Mr.. Kennard,
busting into his lawyers office in Lon
don two days after the above event.
what on earth did you mean by send
ing such cad as that man Hope down
to my place p
"You surprise me, Mr., Kennard.'
,.Just listen. I had to dismiss the tel
low for. insolenee; he actually seemed
to think that he was on social equall-
fy with me! And now find out that
he has been making love to Mur1el and
the girl--who is. young ed inexperl-
enced-has been fool enough encour- cs
age hisattentfons. He is hanging round
Kelverton now, so I wish you'd send Tor
him at once, so as to get him out OF
the neighborhood."
ST was just on the point OF sending
for him. The fact is, and may as well
confess the truth to you at once, ms
name is not Hope at all. !"
"Ah! thought he was an impostor.
Who on earth is he, then?'
saThe next heir to the CastietoWn
baronetey-he is the eldest son OF Sir
Mathew Cast1etown, one of my Oldest
clients Shall I telegraph to Gerald TO
come up to town at onee?'
eNo; on reflection I think I'll let mat
ters take their course replied the
banker. with a sigh Of relief.
And he did, Chicago News.
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