Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1901-02-28
CHAPTER vi.

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eyes, fair complexion, a very diminu-
tive figure. When last seen was wear
ing a black tailor-made costume and
a small lace toque trimmed with vio-
lets. The above reward will be paid
to any one giving such Information as
may lead to her recovery. Apply to A..
B. c.. Porter's library, Wilton Place"
Two people at Easthill read that no
tice and knew whom 1t concerned
Beryl Lindon, who rejoiced with all
her heart that the gathering coldness
of the April evening had made her
put on her cloak before she left East
hill Station; and Harold Dynevor, VINO
felt convinced that the young lady IN
quired for was no other than the lone
ly little traveller who had asked the
way to Mrs. Tanners school.
No doubt other people in the neigh
borhood read the advertisement, put
none of them guessed 1t was In their
power to earn the reward Mrs. Wilmot
had never seen her sisters teacher In
walking attire, Mrs. Tanner never
looked at the agony column. Helen
Craven, who was of romantic turn
of mind, read the paragraph aloud to
her family, and declared the poor girl
1t concerned had evidently escaped
from a lunatic asylum; but Captain
Tempest was at the Manor and en-
crossed most of her attention, so that
she soon forgot the matter.
Beryl felt terribly nervous. She had
expected her father to be rather re-
lieved at her departure, and the adver-
tisement seemed to imply he was sat
on finding her. She longed to conhde
in Mrs. Tanner; but. though she could
have trusted the widow perfectly, the
possession of such a secret would. II
discovered, have embroiled her very
much with her sister. So beyond a
visit to the one diapers at Easthill-on-
Sea, where she purchased a bunch OF
forget-me-nots to replace the violets
in her toque, the advertisement made
no immediate difference to Beryl.
AS for Harold, he thought Of 1t again
and again. He could not get the girls
sweet, sad face out Of his head. And
after a few days doubt and perplex-
ity, during which the announcement
was repeated in the paper every morn
ing, he decided to call on Mrs. Grey,
the wife of the curate-in-charge OF the
Easthill-on-Sea, and ask her openly
for Mrs. Tanners address.
He was prepared to face her wonder
at the question, but 1t was spared him.
The first greetings were barely over
when little Olive Grey came in through
the French window, with two or three
school books strapped together, and a
very important little face.
you don't mean to say you send
that mite to schol?" Harold asked,
when Miss Olive had installed herself
on his knee. "Why. she can't be ski"
Turned eight, Mr.. Dynevor. l
should have sent her before, only there
was no school here. A young widow,
Mrs. Tanner, opened one in January,
and Olive was one Of her first pupils. :"
IT shouldn't have thought there were
enough children for school to pay"
II think Mrs. Tanner must be get
ting on, for she has just started an
assistant. Such a pretty girl! 1 saw
her at church ON Sunday and lost my
heart to her. Lendon her name is
isn't 1t. Oliver"
Eyes; only one letter different from
Mr.. Lindon's," said Miss Olive; "and
she comes from London. too"
The child ran OFF to her tea, and Mrs
Grey. who did not possess as much
tact as kindness. suddenly asked:
rs it true that the Lindons are COM
ing to live at the Manor when General
Craven leaves?"
Il have no idea ! know it is ru-
mored."
"Mr. Grey thisks the rumor only
got about because Mr.. IIndon refused
to renew the generals lease"
General Craven thinks he will re-
new it In the emo, hut Is standing out
for increased rent. The agent, Will
mot, has limited M riuch."
Then 1t is probably true. Mr.. Will
mot is very much in the big mans con-
Hdence. do hope the Lindons won't
come here"
Harold shrugged his shoulders. But
he was unusually grave and thoughtful
that evening. Before he went to bed
he had written q very brief note to
Beryi, enclosing the advertisement
from the Telegraph.
"One who Witnessed Miss Lendon's
arrival at EastAill-on-Sea sends this
10 warn her shs Is being sought for.
She may rely en- his absolute silence
now and always"
There was no signature. Beryl could
not in the least imagine who sent the
note, but she felt 1t was meant to be
reassuring. Aud as May faded into
June she tried hard to forget the dark
shadows which hung threateningly
over her pathway, and to be as happy
rs she could.
, Il was a quiet and monotonous life
che led at Woodlands. After the lux
dry at Chichester square, the hard work.
and plain fare would have been dis
tasteful to many girls; but Beryl was
only too thankful to have escaped
from her gilded cage. Mrs. Tanner
was kindness itself, and II the Wilmots
rather grated on Beryl with the con-
descending patronage, she knew per-
fsctiy It was not her employers fault,
and resented their cold reproofs to the
gentle widow far more than any sights
% herself.
And then wonderful thing hap
pened. Mrs. Grey. who was the nearest
approach to q friend the widowed
school mistress had at Easthill, de-
scsnded. on Woodlands one day. and
begged Mrs. Tanner to lend her young