The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1902-09-06
By II. S. CANFIELD
Chapter III-(Continued).

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Chapter III-(Continued).
Across the table sat the Hon. Russell
Haude and the girl told herself that
worth cultivation. He was of tall,
strong frame, with Drowned sinewy
hands which showed almost black
against the table linen. His eyes, small
and brilliant, were of the hue of JET
a heavy black moustache shaded his
mouth, his nose was hooked and his
aTown forehead seemed abnormally
high and narrow because of the loss Of
some hair in front. That which re-
a2aIned was black as the crows wing
and unstreaked by gray. His chin was
massive and protruding, blued from
she razor, and his ears small and set
closely to his head When he smiled,
which was not often, he revealed an
sven row of teeth, white as milk and
sharp-pointed. Lean and muscular,
saturnine, self-contained and forceful,
with that nameless unconscious polish
# manners which comes from contact
with the world, he was not a hand
tome man, but one noticeable in any
assembly. A certain squareness and
figidity of shoulder and measured
length of step smacked Of early mill
tary training and there was an incon-
spicuous set of limb which said that,
IN all probability, this training had
been in the cavalry arm. He watched
with quiet amusement the steady in
austry of Goodwin, then leaning for
ward addressed his first remark to the
sirl, speaking in a deep, quiet voice
and with much distinctness:
Il am afraid, Miss English, that you
nave come long way to get to poor
country"
It was in way as if he had chal-
aenged her to defend the country, or to
aisprove his Condemnation of it, and
she felt a slight resentment stir in her.
Il know nothing about the country
rs yet" she answered calmly. "You
Know it better than I. have certainly
come long way"
'*But admit" he went on, that you
we're disappointed in it. It is so dry
and brown, waterless and unpictur-
ssque''
Il was not disappointed in it, be-
.ause I had no preconceived idea of it.
AS for it's dryness and provinces, it is
not alone in that regard. Other coun-
tries share the doubtful merit with it,
back of Algiers."
She spoke without thinking, but
Maude started slightly and his bronze
cheek paled. He looked at her for a
aeeting moment as if he were about to
say Or do something startling, then
continued smoothly:
"Ah! You have been in Aigiers?"
"Oh, no; have not been out of Am
.rica- I mentioned Sahara merely as
RI instance in point"
Gust so. Yes, it is dry in North
Africa away from the sea- So, for that
natter, is the country of Bokhara. 1
have been in both places The Rio
:zrande region is really beautiful in
spring. I hope that you will be with
rs then, Miss English, and that you
will enjoy the intervening winter"
She said THANK you!" abstractedly
and turned to address some remark to
her host. Receiving his reply and
siancing down the table she was sur
arised to catch from it's far end the
bright blue eyes Of Allyn fixed on her
with a look Of warning and depreca-
lion. She did not understand it and
she did not, at the time, permit it to
interfere with her enjoyment of the
dinner and company, but she remem-
aered it afterward. Catching the sig
nal from Mrs. Glynn, she rose and
Eodwyn, with an unexpected celebrity,
was at the door to open it for her. He
bowed profoundly as she passed out
and gave her a grateful glance for per-
hitting him to eat his dinner in peace.
The men rejoined them in the drawing
room within half-hour. Being asked
10 sing, she held them spellbound with
tome of Trotere's songs, her accom-
paniment being rendered in a real1v
mastery manner by the Hon. Georgie
a. Peyton, a pale young fellow riding
lfter cattle in the west because Of
lungs that would not permit him to re-
main with his mother in Yorkshire
. When Lois English retired that night
she was lulled to sleep by the tinkle ~
the fountain, but she had confused
1reams. A stern dark face f1oated
through them, face with straight
black hair growing low upon the FORE
head, a face she could not identify
There was voice, too, voice which
tame not from this face but from
seme dim point, far off and indistin-
suishable, and the voice said:' 81 am
Z brave man."
CHAPTER nv.
"A Proposal and No Answer, .s==-7>
At the end of a month the Maine girl