The Red Cloud chief., 1901-02-15
CHAPTER A.-rUonunued.,

49, ''e
loved to have Kitty there; and. Alex
being at . safe distance, the General
made much OF them. II was he who
proposed to while away the afternoon
by showing the girls over the house.
You are not old enough for II to
be painful 10 you, Kitty, and " we
are to turn out In December II may
be your last chance Of seeing the old
home. You. know nothing Is changed
since your uncle's time. Mr.. Lindon
lot It to me just as 1t stood. furniture
and plate, even the family pictures in
cluded."
Kitty was delighted at the proposal.
There's q picture Of father taken
when a boy ! really want TO see, and
another of poor little Lillian as a
baby. Mr.. Lindon must be thankful
she died, or he'd have gained very lit
tie by his marriage"
They went to the picture gallery
frSt. Kitty talked gaily. but Beryl
was strangely silent. As she gazed
on the portraits OF dead-and-gone
Dynevors the strangest feeling OF hav-
Ing seen them all before came to her.
and when she saw the picture OF Lii
Ian Dynevor, painted during her
fathers absence in Australia as a sur
prise for him, she had the oldest fancy
that once, long ago, she. too, had sat
o. q low stool dressed in white, with
q basket Of primroses strewn on her
lap.
IL must have been fancy. and yeti
I'VE have seen everything now ex-
eept the old nurseries said Mrs.
Craven. Il never would use them be-
cause the last child who had played
In them died"
SHE ntted up new ones in the other
wing. which weren't half SO conven-
isnt or airy" said the General, with
. smile. so much for superstition"
The old nurseries had a deserted
air. They had not been used since
Nina I.indon's second marriage. and
the big cupboards were still full Of
childish toys. Kitty opened the door
Of one and took out q large wax doll
Beryi nearly seized on II with a cry
OF delight. II seemed to her she had
known that fiaxen-haired baby as long
as she had known anything.
Poor little Lillian" said Kitty
gently. ITO think that II she had
lived she would have been twenty
tvo!"
1T is \ pretty name: but I wonder
she Wa not called after her mother"
Aunt Nina's favorite flowers were
nlies." explained Kitty; but mother
IF you mean II and can stick to
II. l will think over what l can do
70 help you. No, you needn't thank
me-; it's for your sister's sake, not
yours. She's q girl one cannot but
respect"
told me once the child wa never call
ed Lillian or Lilly. She called her
self Pet as sOo as she could talk,
and Pet she remained up to the time
Of their going abroad"
And how old was she them"
Just three. There were nearly four
years between her and her little half
sister"
A servant approached with . per-
picked face and addressed the Gen
sral.
Mr.. Linden wishes TO see you,
sir"
Kitty Dynevor's cheeks were Grim
son, her friends face turned ashen
pale.
Il suppose I must see him." srowled
The General. and l can't be rude Il
him under his own roof; but ! wish
for all that he had stayed away"
The General vent downstairs TO re
estve his unwelcome visitor. Kit,
Dynevor. who had not the least desire
10 meet the man she regarded as hel
aaturai enemy, promptly declared sh'
and Miss Lindon must be going home
and In q few inutes they we're walking
swiftly down the avsnH
But the butler had ushsred Mr.. Lin
don into the library, which com
manded \ full view Of the carriag'
drive. He was seated by the opel
daughter. and she is away from home.
Mr.. LAndon sat out hts full twsnt!
minutes; but hts attention wandere,
strangely. and General Craven fol
certain when he rose to 60 he wa
planning some fresh wrong TO tn
Dynsvors. for his face was full OF
malignant triumph.
Kate the old soldier told his VIII
later on, II wish with all my hear
now l had 5000 pounds lying idle. an
I'd lend II TO Harold Dynevor with a
the pleasure Ia life. IAndon's an ev'
man, II ever there was one. and l.
do something to keep uplands fror
his clutches"
Mrs. Craven smiled. Years younge
than her husband, there WA . goo
deal Of romance left In her still.
Even though our boy has the goo
taste to admire a 'penniless lass wit
q long pedigree, l tell you this, james
I'd rather Aiick married Kitty Dyr
evor without q silver sixpence tina
Eustaoe Lindon's heiress."
window, and he distinctly saw the tw
girls pass. lie broke of abruptly
the middle OF a sentence to ask: