Marshall County independent. (Plymouth, Marshall County, Ind.) 1897-1902, 1900-11-09
CHATTER IV.-1ContinuedD

came G. ace there Was no help for It.
Well. the Only thing to do was to make
the best Of things. and be as happy as
circumstances would permit. But this
was easier said than done; there was
not a soul in ChalfOnt she liked or
trusted. and time hung heavily on her
hands. fer she could net always be
with tie Anstruther's, even had ma
dame allowed il. and no one else came
near them Madame. had sic known
it, was in rather a difficulty. She great
ly valued the Anstruthars' acqualnt-
ance. making q point Of stopping to
speak whenever she met them in Rev
erton. and hoping those who kept a,oof
from C1alfCnt would observe it; but,
strange to say, she had forgotten Reg
gle. who, indeed was rot often at
home. end new Kate had aroused her
suspicious she was mueh perDlexed.
She hsd ker Own plans fer Mol.ie and
if it came u a choice between them
and TIE AnstrUtlers' friendship, she
must reluctantly abandon their friend
ship.
Mollie scon found the difference; she
was never left alone for a minute. Was
she gcing into RevertCn. madame was
going aso, or Henri would accompany
her; there VS. nothing lie would en-
JOY more.
''W hat do yen think of Henri,
Joyce?" asked Nellie the Saturday aft
erroon preceding Easter Sunday. when
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Dubois. aad, taking Kate to put a
wreath on their mothers grave. had
gone on to the White house.
The White house was not so large as
Chalfont, but it had beautiful old
garden, and the two girls were wan
deri1g UP and down the sheltered
paths. while Kate took a solemn, digni-
fed ride on the old swing under the
trees that had recalled to Mollie her
childhood days.
He W ve.y pleas mt the few times
he has been here" Joyce responded
Gouktfu,ly, p3using to look at the yell
low d&ffOdils, the sweet-scented jon
luils that lifted their heads from the
dark mould. But do you like him,
Mollie?"
Il am afraid not" said she, thought
fully You see. Joyce dear, he acts
50 strangely. He pretends 10 me that
he loves England and the country, and
i know he loves nothing but his be-
iovx Paris. Yes. erday he is sted up
On accompanying me for a country
walk and madam said nothing, though
she was angry when Reggie went with
me to get moss. l know he hated it,
for he had on French patent leather
boots, and really could hardly limp
home; AMI then, as | Was going up
stairs, | heard him swearing awfully
to himself as he pulled them off. But
he paid me compliments all the time,
and lie tells me that he adores lie
SPORT but he does not understand
gun, and he dare not drive the chest
nuts, l know. And-and l cannot help
thinking that because | shall have
money"
She looked at Joyce, wistfully, and
Joyce not wishing to meet those sweet
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the dafiOdils, while she rapidly turned
over in her own mind how to answer
ReyertOn both said and thought a
great deal about the inmates of Chal-
font that it would be a great pity for
Nellie TO know. For good or evil she
was unfcI tunately in Madam Dubois
care at present; therefore why make
her feat more unc0m .ortab'e than was
necessary.
That Henri was paying court to the
he.ress seemed Likely enough; her for
tune would be a large one to a French
man; aad that her own darling. hand
some Il ggie had more than q liking
for the lovely, slender girl herself was
equally true. Raising her eyes from
the flowers, Joyce caught sight of both
young men advancing towards them,
and Reggie called out
al have brought You a visitor. Joyce.
Mollie, come and have a swing with
tie child. for the sake CT old lang
syne."
They all turned back together to the
herself to and fro. But Joyce felt far
from comfortable as she stood with
the young Frenchman watching the
half-sis:ers, as Reggia's strong, brown
hand or the rope sent them flying up
and dowH-Mollie's pink-and- white
face like the spring day itself; Hates
faxen curls floating ON the breeze.
IL was a pretty picture enough OF
youth, and, perhaps, looking at two of
the faces, of love. But Henri did not
seem to appreCi late it as he stood fierce
~ twisting his silky little black NOUS
tache. while his sha,p back eyes roved
from one 20 the other, and his remarks
grew fewer and fewer.
81 shall have a swing put up in my
grounds" announced Kate condescend-
ingly, as they came to full stop.
Mother had one made near the ten
nis-lawn," said Mollie, pushing back
her rebellious curls, and fastening her
hat.
ooh that is not good enough" re-
torted the child, her deep-set gray
eyes fixed on her sister with cool in
science. "Chalfont is my property
and 1 shall have everything done that
I like"
Reggie took his hand of the ropes
with a muttered exclamation that
sounded not unlike little beast" and
asked Mollie to come down to lot,k al