Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1900-07-02

and disappointed air
Nine st. Ange did not hear what
else passed; it seemed to her that
her mind was all chaos. That some
one spoke of Lady Fielden she knew;
then the beautiful girl was gone, and
she sat there with her grapes before
her.
She raised her miserable eyes to the
woman who had just served her.
"Who is that young lady?' she
asked.
The woman replied coldly. She
had been displeased by the strangers
repulse Of Gertrude's well-meant kind
ness.
..That is visitor of Lady Fielden's
LADY eden of Fielden Manor" she
said.
But who is she-what is her name?'
cried Mnlc. ST. Ange.
The voice was so earnest that the
woman felt compelled to answer.
'sHer name is Allanmore,'' she re-
! Piled sShe is the only child, have
heard of Sir Karl Allanmore, who ran
away from his wife and his home
many years ago
sHe-what?' asked a voice that was
hardly human.
IRAN away from his wife, was the
brief reply. "And his daughter is on
a visit to her mothers old friend,
Lady Fielden."
[ land her mothers she living or
! dead?" asked madame.
'sHer ladyship is living abroad
believe with her other daughter.
"And Scarsdale?''
"Scarsdale is shut up; only the SER
| wants are living there; and great
loss it is to us at Deeping. Sir Karl
was the best customer that ever came
/ into this town. The grapes are three
shillings Thank you. Good after
noon.'
The next minute Nine st. Ange was
standing in the sunlit street, scared
and bewildered, and really more at a
/ loss than ever.
She decided on going home and rest
/ ing; and then, when the shades Of
evening fell, she would make her way
to Fielden Manor. She remembered
the keepers cottage; she could call
| there under pretext of having lost
her way, and talk to the keepers wife
she could in that manner perhaps
learn something Of what was going
| on.
She lay down to rest, but she could
not sleep. Karl's daughter! She must
see her again. How cruelty she had
repulsed her! When the gentle hands
had touched her. why need she have
! shaken them off? Yet-strange con-
tradiction-she hated her!
1t was growing dusk when she took
the road which led toward Fielden
Manor. 1t had been one of her ia
vorite spots; she knew the grounds
quite as well as she knew those of
Beaulieu. She would like in the dusk
to steal up to the windows and get
just one sight of Gertrude in her even
ing dress, and then she would spend
an hour of two in the keepers cottage.
She felt that the key of the mystery
would be found there. So, in the fall
ing evening light she stole round
among the tall trees where once she
had been proud to show her face. In
her dark dress, and with her light
footsteps, she passed on, making no
sound. She knew the road too well
to make any mistake, and fortune ia
vored her. The night was so densely
dark that it was almost impossible
to see even ones own hand. The
moon was hidden behind a mass OF
clouds. Madame hid herself behind
the thick leaves and sprays of the
creepers which clustered around the
bay window of the dining-room. The
blinds were but partially drawn, and
she could see into the room. In the
dark shadows, with the thick, over
) hanging leaves, she was sure of not
, being discovered herself.