Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-12-13
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Lady RIVERS of Ryverswell, and ex-
pected people to treat her with the
consideration due to her rank. He
was apt to forget that that rank was
hidden from the eyes of every one else.
THE world must change for me,
said Violet, before consider it a lib
erty for a gentleman to bring me flow
ers or before | should be so foolish as
to refuse them"
x would not care if the man were
gentleman" cried Lord RIVERS.
my dear Randolph" said his wife,
you forget that he holds higher po-
sition than we do"
If she had struck him in the face,
he could not have recoiled more.
Again the hot, impatient blood of his
race rose to his brow; again he con-
trolled the angry words that rose from
his heart to his lips.
You are not competent to judge"
he said slowly
II ayu."
would have done credit to grand
duchess. Lord RIVERS went on, an
grily:
THE man presumes to admire you,
Violet and you know it."
you did the same thing, and you
consider yourself a good judge"
laughed Violet
THAT is quite different matter"
replied Lord Ryvrs, holly. "The adj
miration of man of that class is an
insult"
81 do not think So" said Violet,
calmly, land / do not understand your
constant allusion to class"
Lord RIVERS turned away abruptly;
in another moment he would have be-
trayed his carefully guarded secret.
He could not endure even half-angry
lently resolved that he would never
argue with her again; but he would
speak to that young snob" himself.
Violet was SO young, so simple. and had
oCcu oo iittic vi bue WoIlu Cudl, even
If he made love 10 her, she would not
know it.
This is the worst of my Quixotic
idea" he said, to himself. at brings
me into contact with this kind of peo-
pie, and every instinct of my nature
rises agains them"
He would not own to himself that
he was jealous-the very idea was pre-
posterous. Jealous of the son of re-
tired eorn-factorl Surely the ancient
race of RIVERS would blush for him.
Certainly he was not jealous; yet there
was very uncomfortable feeling in
his heart, very warm flush on his
face. and angry light in his eye.
shall certainly put stop to it,
said Lore RIVERS to himself If he
had brought her any other flowers ex-
cept orange blossoms, it would not
have seemed so marked 1t it intoler-
able"
He was not Jealous; but he followed
Oscar Carstone with angry eyes. He
waited his opportunity for speaking,
and, when they were in the billiard
room of the hotel, he said abruptly:
"one word with you. Mr.. Oscar Car
stone"
Twenty If you like, Mr.. Artist"
was the reply.
81 have name. SIR" said Lord Ryv-
err.
And professlon pr obably the pro
fession is the nobler OF the two" re-
torted Oscar, who was beginning te |
dislike the artist most cordially.
Il want one word with ycu," re-
peatod Lord RIVERS, coolly. II object, I
and that very strongly, to your present
ing flowers to Mrs. Randolph"
Why, may ask"
That is my affair; l object to it.
Mrs. Randolph'--he could moi bring
himself to say my wife"-"is very |
young, and is as simple as a child. l
know the world myself, and object to
floral firtations."
II heard Mrs. Randolph say that she
liked orange blossoms, and seeing some |
very fine ones, l brought them to her.
GA! & but common act of |
,o''"'ey in that" declared Oscar.
We do not all see these matters in |
the same light" said Lord RIVERS,
and my wish is to be respected"
IF you choose to deprive your wife
OF such simple little pleasure, it does
not affect me- sneered Oscar Il am
only sorry that you find it needful."
Hot words and blows would have
followed, but that some strangers came
into the room. From that hour il was
OF dislike. but hatred, that existed
between the two.
CHAPTER XVIII.