Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1901-05-15

4 and two people were slowly pacing
secluded path in the grounds of the
Darncombe Cliff hotel. The man was
about IS years of age, powerfully built
with a strong, goodlooking face anc
a bronzed complexion. His companion
was young and radiantly- pretty girl
not more than p.
They strolled for some moments in
silence. The man. with his hands
thrust deep in the pockets of his jack
ct, was thinking hard, thinking OF the
thing that had happened to him.
He was in love-in love with the Cir,
who was walking SO calmly by his
side. And it could have no result! 1,
was impossible!
They had come to seat on the cliff
and the girl touched him lightly on
the arm. He awoke from his reverie
with start.
''Shall we sit down for moment p
she said. You haven't told me half
of what l want to know, yeti"
He dropped into the seat by her
side. Below them was the sea. it's rip
pling surface glittering under the light
"1ou can't think" she continued,
smiling at him frankly. "how dread
fully nervous I was when Cyril told
me you were coming to England!'
Dalyell forced smile.
"Had he drawn such a terrible pic
ture Of me, then?"
''Oh, no! He is very proud of you-
proud of what YOU have done. But I
thought that. perhaps she hest
tated. and her eyes fell on her engage
ment ring. that perhaps you would
not approve Of his choice"
A sudden cold feeling crept over
him.
''Who could help loving him?" she
cried, eagerly. "He is SO good - so
clever, so Handsomely She paused.
'Weren't you pleased. after all these
years, to find him as he is?''
Her face. sparkling with enthusi-
asm, was turned appealingly to him.
He looked at her for second, then
pulled himself together and lied
bIavely.
"Yes; he is brother any man would
that seemed strange to him.
She did not notice it, however. Her
cheeks were flushed, and she laughed
softly.
II didn't know the world held such
happiness!" she said. in a low tone.
''As what?' He could not resist the
question.
''The joy of being loved by Cyril, and
the prospect of being his wife!" she
said, proudly.
He turned his face away. that she
might not see the bitter look that had
crept to it. Years ago, when hardly
more than boy. he had gone abroad.
He had worked hard, was clever, and,
best of all, lucky. In few years his
means were considerab bic, and, his faith
er dying, he had made an allowance
of some hundreds year to his aunt
for the purpose of educating his young
err brother. With these funds he was
sent to college, but his career there
was not particularly brilliant. Then
It was discovered that he had a crav-
Ing for art, and he was given the best
opportunities. Dalyell, to whom
money was now but secondary OBJ
ject, good-naturedly continued the al
]owance. Occasionally Cyril wrote en-
thusiastic letters about his progress,
but they always contained a request
for more money, and Dalyell, sitting
alone in his bungalow some thousands
of miles away, would smile contemptu-
ously and sign a check.
Immediately on landing, Cyril had
insisted on dragging him down to
Darncombe, where Madge Escott, to
whom he had lately become engaged,
and her aunt were staying. They had
been together day or two, then Cyril
had gone to London to execute a COM
mission for portrait, leaving him be-
hind, and for ten days he had prac-
tically been alone with her. She felt
that Cyril had left him in her care,
and had devoted all her time to him;
and this had been the result-he had
fallen madly in love with her!
'May I tell you secret?'
He gave slight start as her gentle
voice fell on his ears. He turned his
head, and saw a shy smile had crept
over her pure young face. k4##$$22
IDOL" he said, with an effort. 5@ss
'"Cyril said last week." she went on,
shat he is making so much money
at his painting that he wants the mar.
riage to be next month";" ss!ssszss.
He felt slight SILVER run through
him. His brother. was. lying. even tc
her. He knew verySwell that his earn
ings from his brush formed but the
slightest part of his income. For the
rest be was dependent upon him.
'.You will, of course, be his bes,
man. she cried, gayly.'fsA1nd, you'll
have to come and stay with us very
very often!'' n ~
Dalyell made up his mind i Il
II am very sorry" he began, hating
" PUTIN afraid I shall not be
able to stop for the marriage!"
Her eyes opened in amazement.
II ''Not stop for the marriage?" sht
repeated. 'Why?''' -e.s' - . 1
He hesitateds for, a. moment, the1
faced her resolutely.
II find Il shall have. to go back .te
India he said, between his teeth
There are a lot Of important thing!
to be seen to, and ---well, II have decided
B e leave next week z he finished
B abruptly.