The Red Cloud chief., 1901-04-26

longer. in consideration Of a hunt de-
clared to be coming of within that
period At some particularly affected
meet"
IL had come OF, and II was now in
deed DonsiPs last night at Kings Alb
bott for some time to come. He had
been shooting steadily all the morning,
with the vigorous intention of warding
on all cares and vexations that might
arise to harass and disturb his mind;
but as the night drew on, and the hour
or departure approached more closely,
his self-imposed sternness gave way,
and he began painfully to understand
how bitterly he should miss the sight
OF h cold, exquisite face Of Mildred
T~revanion during the two months
that must elapse before he could avail
himself Of the pressing invitation he
had received from Sir George and Lady
Caroline, to come and stay with them
again as soon as ever Christmas should
be over their heads.
80 o are really about to leave us
Tomorrow" said Frances Sylverton.
Il a scarcely bring myself to believe
II. You have made yourself so COM
pletely n Of us that I do not know
how we are to get on until we see you
again"
rs that from your hearth" asked
Densil, lightly. but with al under
stratum Of extreme earnestness. When
| I'm far away ! shall like to believe
1t was" Then, changing his tone to
one somewhat lower. he added, For
myself cannot bear to think of this
time tomorrow evening; all will be
so changed. so different"
"And SO you have actually made up
your mind to go by the early train, Mr..
Younger" called out Miss Deverill
from an opposite sofa.
YES" answered Denzil; Il must
start early, whether I like It or not, as
I have particular business to transact
In London tomorrow. and have let it
run to the very last day"
We'll. the best OF such decisions u.s."
went on Miss Deverill, lone gets over
ones last speeches and adieus the night
before, and so can commence the jour
ney in the morning free and unfet-
tered"
II should call that the worst of 1t,
not the best" said Miss Sylverton,
softly. II could not bear to leave a
house with no one ready to bid me
'good-by,' or to wish me a pleasant
journey"
There are two sides to every ques-
tion," answered Denzil, somewhat sad
ly. Taking Miss Deverill's view Of
the matter, you see you escape bidding
final adieus. that might perhaps in
many cases wiring the heart"
But still, As final farewells must be
said n time or the other. l think I
should prefer them at the very last mo-
ment," said Frances. Confess now,
that you would always like some one to
give you your breakfast, and say Q
kindly word to you before starting"
We'll. yes. l confess I should like
IT," responded Densil; but, when one
chooses to get up at such an uncon-
scionsble hour as h~alf-past six, one
must suffer the attendant penalties"
II will give you your breakfast to-
morrow morning. Mr.. Younge, IL you
wish It," broke In Mildred's voice, calm
and sweet.
Denzil started-an expression Of in
tense doubling establishment passed
over his face. He raised his eyes, and
gazed steadfastly at her.
Mildred herself appeared perfectly
unmoved, her features being as COM
posed as though no such unexpected
words had fallen from her lips. Her
fingers steadily unpicked the stitch
that had somehow gone wrong In her
woodwork, and did not even tremble In
tho act.
Denzil tried hard to find some suit
able words in which to clothe his ap-
probation OF her unwonted gracious
ness. and to beg that, for his sake, she
would not put herself to such an incon.
venience-but In vain; his brain
seemed In confusion, and he could only
mutter Thank you" In q hurried, un-
natural manner, quite foreign to his
usual courteous self.
(To be c~ontinued.)