Corvallis gazette. [volume] (Corvallis, Benton County, Or.) 1900-1909, 1902-02-04
CHAPTER Nv,


"It is really your" cries he, with unaf-
fected delight, coloring warmly.
''It is you, too," replies she, reaectively,
and as though it is a little unfair to
throw all the personalities at her.
80 it is" says he, smiling gayly. "You
wanted me? 1 hope you had not to call
often?"
VERY Often" smiling, too, and jumping
down off her pedestal. Il thought L
should never make you hear. do you
know the road to Greycourt? don't"
'I do. 1t is tedious way, and COM
plicated. But if you will permit me to go
with you and show it to you, Miss Dy-
sart?''
"Oh, no. No. indeed. 1t is giving you
quite too much trouble, and how do you
know my name?" asks she, with shy
glance at him from under her long iashes.
81 asked somebody in the village con-
fesses he, honestly. land he told me you
were Mr.. Dysart's niece. You don't mind
that, do you?
mo. l, too, heard Of you." she says,
''but then didn't take for granted every
thing that was told me-"
What did you hear Of meT'
'"That you were a young man down
from Lunnon town, an as full O. tricks as
d GKE luEi lAdlCs AVPiACo SIM N>
murely, evidently quoting somebody, and
with a glance so full O. tricks" on her
own account that he laughs in spite of
himself.
"Well," says he, "I'm not from Iun-
non town. certainly, and l hope I'm not
a greater wretch than my fellows. AS to
my tricks 1 don't believe I've ONE
''If not from London. from where?
Rather close to you. My sister lives
lust over the border Of this county. a
matter of twenty miles or so; and l spend
most Of my time with her.
1T was a very good thing for my sister
and me that you came fishing, says Gri-
selda; "or l suppose we should both be
now either dead or dying" Here she
looks round her. Have we very much
further to so!'
About mile.
81 wish it was less" nervously. 81 am
afraid Vera will be frightened at my long
absence, and-and that my uncle will be
angry"
"Perhaps he won't hear of it," says Mr.
Peyton, hopefully. Griselda shakes hel
head.
..He looks just like person who would
hear everything" she says.
I've heard q good deal about him of
and on. People will talk, you know, anc
he's eccentric, isn't hep
IF you mean weak in mind you were
never further out in your life," says Gri
selda, mournfully. He is all mind, il
NV opinion. There isn't weak spot il
him. By the by, have you ever been tt
GreycourtT
NO. I've often thought 1 should lik'
to so on some "Wednesday or other"
eIax
And why Wednesday? Griselda is dis
tinctly puzzled, but hardly likes to ask
question on the subject.
"It's a quaint old house." she says
land might be lovely, think, if the tree
were cut away and some sunlight let int
il. and-a little furniture. It's empty
positively empty"
.Surely you forget the gaHeriesT say
he rs it indeed possible that you d.
not know that those pictures OF your an
cestors are absolutely priceless? Pur
I,elys and Knellers, Gainsboroughs ant
REYNOLDS. Why, those galleries at Grey
court. I've often heard my father say, ar
about the finest in England. Your unci
is good enough to open them to the pub
lie every first Wednesday in the montl
at the very trifiing charge of half
crown"
''Whyw cries Grisdda. flushing so no
a color that the tears grow within he
eyes "Oh, you can't mean that"
We'll. why not?" says the young man
boldly. preparing with a stout couras
TO defend a vile cause. .'It is to improv
the tastes of the multitude that he doe
it, of course. And if he chooses to repa
himself for the wear and tear of his car
pets, who shall say he has not common
sense on his side?'
At this moment the chimneys of Grey
court shone through the inters.ices Of tn
trees on her left, and, with the know
edge that she had gained her home
eumes, too. the sound Of running water