The Hood River glacier. (Hood River, Or.) 1889-1933, 1902-02-07
z DHApTER VI.

Inc laSt StfOke ul elSHl ulNS Vut 49,
the old clock in the hall as Seaton Dysart
enters the drawing room. The extreme
duginesa and gloom of that melancholy
apartment sinks into him as he moves
rather discontentedly, but with man
unfailing instinct, toward the hearth-rug
1t is not all gloom, however, as he pres
entity discovers, in this dreary place. some
one rises languidly from low chalr-a
girl lovely girl, as he instantly admits
--and advances about the eighth part Vi
an ordinary foot toward him.
They are wonderfully alike, the rather
and son, and yet how wonderfully un'
like. 1t seems impossible that with ex'
prpssions so utterly at variance so strong
a resemblance can exist, yet It IS there'
The one. the old face, mean, cringing'
suspicious. wicked; the other, cold, honor
able, earnest and beautiful. The girl
watching him with distrust in her eyes
reluctantly acknowledged this last fact'
I'm extremely sorry il I've kept you
waiting for dinner" he says, advancing
ae a quicker pace, once he sees the pretty
girl in white, and holding out his hand
"But the fact is | was dreadfully tired
when | arrived, and I'm rather afraid
fell asleep"
THE day is warm" says she, coldly
The likeness to his father seems clearer
to her as he speaks, and kills for her all
the charm Of his face.
VERY; but don't fancy my absurd nj
Of laziness arose from that. Rather from
the fact that | haven't had a wink oi
sleep for the last two nights"
Two nightsv' says she with faint
accession of interest. "TOothache! SicE
fricndT
"Oh, no. Ball--caFds," returns he, con
csely.
"Ahw says she, this time rather short
ly.
You are Griselda, supposep says
he, pleasantly.
why should you suppose itT asks she
with a faint smile.
True. Why should II" returns he
laughing. Perhaps because" with
steady look at her, II have been told tha
my cousin Griselda is a person possessed
of considerable amount of-of charac
ter"
"By that you mean that you have hearC
Griselda is self-willed," says she, calmly
"And ms it is evident you think look thu
part also, | am afraid you must prepar'
yourself to meet two self-willed cousins
am not Griselda."
If she had fancied that this announce
ment would have put him out, she is un
deceived in a moment.
MOP" says he, looking distinctly anus
ed. There is comfort in the thought tina
cannot again fall into error, because yol
must be Vera"
"Yes, | am Vera" slowly.
II fear you will find it very dull dow
here"
''Your father has been very good to us
more than kind" interrupts she, gently
but with decision HE has given us
home"
II should think he would be very glat
to get you here" says he. AT this mo
ment Griselda enters the room. A charm
ing Griselda, In white, like her sister, AM
with a flower in her sunny hair. Sh
trips up to Seaton and gives him her han
and a frank smile, that has just the cor
rect amount of coquettish shyness in il
A man, to Griseda, no matter out o
what obnoxious tribe he may hav
sprung, is always a creature to be gentl
treated, smiled upon and encouraged.
$50 you've come at last to this CAST
OF Despair" says she, saucily, Il mus
sag, you took time to look us up. But
dou't blame you life down her is too live
ly tor most, 1t has quite done up Yer
and me-"
Tie dismal sound of a cracked old din
in !, ,ia -.
selda's speech. They all rise and eros
the hall to the dining room, but just in
side it a momentary hesitation take
place, Dysart going to the foot of tn
table, Vera stops short, as if in som
surprise, to look at him, question in he
eyes.
You will take the head of the table
l hope" says he, in low tone, dyinin
her perpleXity.
But" quickly, and then a paus,
"If you wish it, of course" she says, wit
a swift uplifting of the brows and an a
most imperceptble shrug.
Her manner somehow irrtates him.
IL wish it, certainly" says he, coldl,
"But | wish still more to see you do onl
that which you like"
II have few likes and dislikes," repliq
she, still in that utterly emotonless tone
and sweeping past him, she seats herse
at the head of the table.
AS for Griselda, the little jar in the $,
cia atmosphere around her goes by III
noticed so overcome is she by the nj
wonted magnifieence of the sight befor
her, a decent dinner table at Greycourt.
She looks round her and loses herself
little in the touch of fairyland the ROOF
presents. 1t is, as it were, an echo froi
the past, glimpse into the old life whe
her father still lived, that she hardl
knew was dear to her until she had los
It. The glitter of the silver, the glas
the intense perfume of the glowing flow
ers, the rich tint Of the fruits, all seei
part of dream; sweet one, too.
Mr.. Dysart is wondering why both gir
should have taken so instantaneous di
like to him. As a rule, women were civ
enough: yet here were two to whom b
was an utter stranger, and aggressiy
was the only word he could apply to the
looks and words, though both were stl
dously polite.
do you stay longT' asks Griselda pre-,
emily, looking at her cousin.
81 don't know how you may view
return to town the day after to-mo
row-very early on that day. WhethC
| must or must not work for my livin
is a thing that does not concern me.
work-you will hardly believe 1t in tn
prosaic age-hut | actually seek aft,
fame. l should like to get on in my pr
feSsion; TO be more than a mere triher
AL
saucily. You talk like a book-a blr
book But you have not told me WI
your father win not let US see anyon
Why"
"Griselda" says Miss Dysart, a lit
sharply. She rises as she speaks, al
Dysart opens the door for her.
Griselda passes him he says, easily:
IL cannot tell you everything at one
you see; but dare say there viii be tin
given me. As for my father, be is e
centric, and, fear. hard to live wit
But il ever can help you, call on me-"
Griselda gives him a smile for this, al
follows her sister into the drawing roor
After all be isn't half bad" she say
with a little nod.
Il was right. however Did you ev
see al tather and son so likeY' asks Yer
coldly.
CHAPTER VII.
"Wen. I'm off, ,' says Griselda, pokiI
her pretty head into the summer hous
where Vera sits reading. Il is next ds
and a very lovely day. too"
For your ramble," says Ners. layiI
down her book 80 you won't take n
advice? Very good. Go on. and you
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