The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1901-03-29

CHAPTER III.-(Continued)
II suppose 1t must be that do not
care tEs DO So" she answered coldly,
&fmoat tnsolently. with an information
cnak cut him TO the quick; and then he
stepped aside and she passed through.
As the Hast OF her dress disappeared
through an opposite door, the young
man tnrned away, clinched his hands,
and muttered to himself:
What a fool l am-what MAD
stOOHto wait all my life up to THIS
AMY to EaIi in love with a woman
who scarcely cares to remember my
.gxistenoeg'
With this elf-congratulatory ad-
dress. he strobe down the steps and
1nfo the pony carriage, In which short
Nv afterward he drove his sister ana
the, queen" TO the Grange.
All things considered, the poor po-
Mes weuId have preferred any other
driver that day, and the girls more
lively companion; but che sara, sara
and go all parties had to put up with
Dcnrii. Once applying the whip too
sharply 60 the well-cared-for back OF
Gin, the far-off pony, she thought
pYopes 90 make bolt of 1t for half
nibe eE so, and persuaded Jack to &C
company her, until O steep hill and
DeRzii's firm hand had once more re-
S3ncsd them to a kindly frame of mind.
Darfng this rather trying half mlle'
Miss Younge, as loudly as she well
could. had taken particular pains to
express her CONSERVATION at and her
disapproVa1 of her brothers mode or
drfvinSs until Denzil, provoked beyond
Bounds ey more than one cause that
day. turned and advised her, in no
very tender terms, to restrain her ex-
eftemeHt; after which Rachael set her
thin Ups tightly together, and deter
nllns6 TO have her revenge as speedily
as possible: so when the Grange had
been reached, and they all stood round
the phaeton, waiting for Eddie's knock
at the, door to be answered, she said,
isvCeeGlyS
What is the matter with you today,
Denzia dear? You are little out OF
sorts, are you not?"
Am IL" asked Denzil. Il don't
Anow-most people are at times, l
suppose. Why do you ask?"
oh, for nothing, dearest"-if pos
sible, spoken more sweetly still-"I
was only anxious; and, by the bye,
your persuasive powers failed to bring
Miss Trevanion with us, did they
not4"
Oh, you serpent" thought Frances
SylvertoH, Indignantly, as she saw
Denzirs handsome face contract and
Glush painfully; but all she said was,
'SMr. Younge, will you come here and
nee what Eddie has done to my stir
rup? The boy grows more intolerably
stupid every day. WHAT'S there
nothing really the matter with it?
Well, wonder then what makes it
feel so queer" and then the door was
opened. and Denzil helping her from
her saddle, they all went into the
house.
Here they spent a long half hour
with the master of the Grange-a half
hour that worked wonders, as Frances
obtained her request. and a ball was
promised within a fortnight to cele-
trate her delivery from Uncle Gardens
gTasp-'strictly on the condition"
said old Dick Blount, that you give
rae the FIRST quadrille. Miss Frank; "
and she having promised the desired
dance willingly enough, they all
turned once more homeward.
Frances Sylverton discovered two
things during her ride that morning.
,0ra rraz that thn chestnut thornuph-
bred she rode that day went easier in
Its stride than the little gray mare.
ser more constant companion; the
other. that Denzil Younge was, with
out doubt, very desperately in love
with beautiful Mildred Trevanion.