The Atlanta constitution., 1900-07-16

old lady? =.
NO. unless you particularly wish It
We do not think much of precedence
here"
wish? The only thing I wish Is to SIT
next you May II" Offering his arm.
! Madeleine was infinitely amused ohe
| had never met any one at all like rom ol.
Maur before. Could 1t be nossible that
| this foolish. boyish simpleton couid Do
| a keen and ardent sportsman. She look
| his arm and was somewhat surprised 10
| find Mr.. Forester again holding pach
| to let ST. Maur go first.
"Know Mark ForresterT' asked the
| Honorable Tom. but. of course. not.
| One can know no one in a place ike this'
| A deuced clover fellow: sharp as nee
| die: great fayorite with my mother; very
we'll connected. you know. III some oiu
chap dies and his son dies (not sure u
IT'S a son or a daughter) anyhow. II Dotn
of them die Mark Forester will come IN
for ten or fifteen thou year Meantime
he hasn't a rap. you know, poor oegsar'
Glad to be my secretary. or course, ne
| is a gentleman and We are chums'
Here they reached the table and TOOK
their places.
Napkins. by toveI'' cried the Honorable
Tom This is nice" and he applied hiin-
| self diligently to the good things set Do
| fore him.
Cad. this Is the finest mutton 1 ever
tasted he cried. passing up his plate
| for a second supply. There's mellow
ness. a-thank you-the jelly, II You
| pIease. None OF your betwixt lamb ana
sheep. I'd take long odds this amman
| lived and fed and enjoyed itself Tor iuii
three years before he went 10 'he
butcher.
srtton ex,sltingly. "T-he Ravencleugh
| x,,+.or q. veu known as far klrk-
| toun."
St Maur looked up startled and shocked
bv this address. His pince-nez droppeu
and would have plunged into MS gravy
| had Il not been saved by thin goid
chain.
"Who is she? Not your mother. hey?
| No. no: of course not. But she Is all
wrong You must tell her who am"
| "Alasl / do not know myself, said
| Madeleine laughing and looking across
/ the table to exchange a glance WIN
| North and thinking what great gun
was fixed between the frank. Intelligent
attractive elephant smasher ana the
| queer. half-witted creature beside hei'
| What kind. caressing brown eyes NoF'h
| had. Was It possible they were the eyes
| She used to dream of long ago when
| as a little child she was uprooted from
| her pleasant. homely home on the euse
/ of the Yorkshire moors and placed on
| tho school tread mill. Why did this cele-
| hrated hunter always remind her OF
| who? She could scarcely remember
! AS she thought in the strange, sweet
| puzzling fashion that the sight or Gra-
| ham North always suggested she caush1
| a utarcing glance from Forester. II
| seemed to penetrate in a merciless way
! through and through her. With an IN
stinctively defensive movement sne
/ dropped her full white lids over the eyes
/ which had been smiling back 10 North 5.
strange sense of dread and distrust
/ futtered her pulses. though she acknowi-
| edged TO herself that the secretary was
/ much better looking and distinguished
! than his employer. He was well man
/ nered and agreeable. too. full OF oct ana
ready talk and marVelously attentive and
! rolite to every one. In an odu, uirCd-
sonabIe, unaccountable way she pitied the
/ Honorable Tom for being under For
testers tutelage. and she turned TO hat
| indistinct youth with a sense OF kn-oty
/ compassion, that would have disposed him
! to dance with fury had he suspected II
She was not a little surprised at th@
amount he devoured. mutton and chicken
and vegetables, omelette and sweets and
/ fruit, curds and cream. till at last she
| looked at Mrs. sutton and rose from the
table taking her niece Dolly BY the hand
as that young lady much preferred re
| ua.ining with the gentlemen. On the YER
anda Marry, the Hottentot servant. was
setting out the postprandlal coIee, d 4of-
eign fashion adopted by John Erie as a
check on the habit of imbibing stronger
beverages too prevalent in those lauu-
tudes.
| why do YOU take me away, Madel-
eine?" asked Dolly. I'D rather stay Mr.
Forester said he would give me one OF
his cigars to smoke.
That was unkind OF him. Dolly. He
must know very well it would make YOU
! sick. besides 1t IS not nice for little
girl-they would all laugh at YOU"
no they would not!' insisted Dolly
"'Nr Forester Is a kind man. he likes
ne He said to father | was sweet pic
| trIe What does that mean. aunue: m
a little girl: 1 am not a picture!'
Here Mrs Sutton came up the length Of
! the yeranda, a large basin OF sugar In her
hand
/ "Deed and you're a picture. Dolly, my
dear. In your straw hat you gave the pup
/ pies TO play with and tried to put In shape
after! You rpapa says you are not to
have another till after Christmas, just to
/ teach YOU the value of things.
He is disagreeable and cross" cried
Dolly. Now Mr. Forester
| mir Forresterl'' echoed Mrs. Sutton in
| n coutemptuous tone. lis it MIR. Forrest
| said YOU We're Il picture, ne q DelteF
hold his tongue than talk such blander-
dash. / can tell you he is no gentleman
| ha is a bad imitation of one and no morei
| Did you see the way he treated meme
/ the mistress of the hous?"
II can't say l noticed anything" said
| Madeleine.
| Deed you were better employed, talk
| ing to that nice, civil-spol<en young no.
| bleman than noticing the likes of him.
"But grannie. dear. Mr.. st. Maur is not
a nobleman!" Ceramic was Mrs. Sutton's
! pet name)
What is ne. then? Isn't he the son of
her ladyship. the countess OF Bambor-
ough?'
Her second son. an earls younger sons
have no title. He Is the honorable Tom
| St. Maur."
| 'Oh. it's all the same, Anyway, he Is
1 nice. civil young gentleman. You didn't
see the way that black eyed, up-sitting
| devil, Mr Forester spoke TO me? / was
Just trying to make everyone comfortable
| as | am too ready to do, and / says dear
me sir, you have no bread" jumping up
| at the same tims and fetching some of
my own baking. He grabbed a lump
/ vii hout thank ye' or sorry to trouble
YOU or passing any kind OF a compliment,
No more nor if had been Marry. the mig
| ger! Not like the other-the honorable
| 1 mean. Poor. dear. man, he was quite
| or passed him the mustard. In fact, agi-
| tated in manner of speaking, II was
Oh. sorry to trouble you; you're too good.