Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1900-06-12
laughing. But am sorry for the young

laughing. "But am sorry for the young
Mr.. Beresfords."
ooh, there isn't much need for that -
replied Lillian. carelessly. "for, you know.
it isn't me-
ut isn't your repeated Godfrey. with
| little hesitation. He didn't understand
her speech.
NO" exclaimed Lillian frankly. .it's
jeanne
And then, when the young man made
no answer, for to tell the truth. he felt
curiously taken aback by this inferma-
ton, and was even conscious that it had
brought the color into his face.
Il always think it's a pity between
cousins, don't you?" she said.
''four sister was telling me about her
cousins in London a little while ago..
said Godfrey, after his two or three mo-
ments of silence; "but had no idea from
how she spoke that there was any-that
she and either of them were thinking-''
"Oh, | don't mean that she is thinking
Of it, interrupted Lillian eagerly. 'aOh,
no, am thankful to say she isn't. AT
least, she can't help thinking about il,
you know, because he bothers her so, but
L don't believe she will ever have him.
Papa wouldn't let her, for one thing, if he
could help it,"
A persistent lover may achieve a good
deal, however, in spite of difficulties,' re-
piled Godfrey.
Yes. he may. Oh. dear yes, of course
| know that" said Lillian. "But don't
much think that Hugh will achieve any,
thing. Poor Hugh. | am afraid" said
the girl suddenly, with rather late repent
ance, that l oughtn't TO have told Won
about him; but you see, l suspected you
We're thinking it was me-and that was.
such a complete mistake"
''No; didn't think it was YOU" said
Godfrey. II suppose in that direction
had had my suspicion Iulled. ! don't
know" he added with little hesitation,
whether you will allow me to congratu-
late your"
Lillian blushed very becomingly, and
looked very conscious, but her expression
denoted also perfect willingness. to be con-
graduated.
"Oh, am sure-oh, yes, of course-you
see everybody knows; and people are all
so kind, she murmured rather incoher-
| emily.
Il hope you will be very happy" he
said, cordially.
They found the lamps aIight in the
drawing room, and Mrs. Beresford sitting
by one of them with her work.
"Ah, thought it was time you came
indoors" she said. ''You are all so fond
of catching rheumatism"
$50 they are" replied the vicar But
you ard know that, and the wise young
folk don't; and there's no way of teach
ing them that can see. Come and give
US tune, Edith. l don't know whether
| you young men are musical Perhaps
| one or other of you can trill out a ditty
for us?"
dallas can" said Godfrey. HE does
all these things"
But | hope Miss Beresford will sing
something first" said Jack.
If you mean me, | only play" ex-
| planned Edith, from the music stool. at
| is jeanne who sings. l can't sing a Bit
| But she began to play some quaint old
| airs, and she played them rather prettily,
with light touch and a good deal of ex-
| preston, and then jeanne took her sis
| ter's seat, and struck chord or two, and
| sang.
| 1t was one of the freshest young voices,
! Godfrey thought, that he had ever heard
! sweet and flexible and musical as q
birds. She sang wild, pathetic Swed-
! ish song, with spontaneity and natural
| ness and a curious grace, that took the
/ young man fairly by surprise.
Mr.. Helstone did not often pay eempli-
ments; but perhaps from that very cause
when he did utter one it told with more
/ effect, and delivered very fervently,
brought a little warmth of color to Jo-
anne's face. But whether she was pleas
ed by his admiration, or whether she
thought the expression of it uncalled for,
she left him TO decide for himself, for she
made no reply.
do sing again. Mr. Dallas asked; and
then she sung again-a little ripping mel
ody, with a refrain at the end of each
verse that was like cry of joy; and God
frey, listening. thought all at once of
Margaret Egerton's singing in the draw
ing room at the Dene, and felt as if the
force of contrast could not go much fur
1 Their
why. she sings as not one woman does
in five hundred" said Mr. Dallas, enthu-
siastically, an hour afterward as the two
friends We're walking home. II don't
mean that there is anything remarkable
in her execution, of course. l suppose
she never had regular lesson in heI
life; but the spirit and fire that she puts
into it all, and the pathos, too are aston
| ishing. 1 declare when she sang the re
frain of that second song l could hardly
stand still on my feet"
Eyes, it was wonderful" said God
frey.
(To be continued)