Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1903-06-06
CHAPTER 11r.--fContinued.)


"You are quite sure" said. somewhat
startled, that you are not misguided by
prejudice? What I mean is, that your
impressions are not favorable to Mile.
1osalie?"
"They are not, sir. II she has a sweet.
heart, what reason can there be for 30
much secrecy? When have approach.
ed them-and I beg you to believe that
I have always come across them by ac-
cident--they have stopped talking and
have shrunk away from observation, the
man especially. Once am certain they
were quarrelng. They seemed to be
threatening each other. That Is all
have to tell, sir"
Have you met the man at other
times, when he was alone?"
II cans say. sir. never saw his
face; he seemed to take great pains to
hide 1t from me-"
''One more question. Fleetwood. Ivy.
bush Lane Is lonely spot which one
would not traverse for pleasure on dark.
some nights. What took you thereT'
1t is near the graveyard, sir, where
my wife Is buried"
His voice trembled With emotion.
pressed his hand.
Let us keep this to ourselves" I said
presently. 1T will be the wiser course
When my daughter is married Mile. To
sale will leave our service"
At this momept, MS Fleetwood was
about to leave me. Eunice danced up to
u. II was a pleasure to look upon hei
bright face. beaming as 1t was with hap
piness. Loves summer was hers; heI
life was filed with heavenly Joy. In hei
hand she held two posies.
.:Aflle. Resale arranged them" she
Oald. "She has the most exquisite taste
One for you, papa; and one for you, Mr.
Fleetwood"
Neither she nor my wife ever ad
dressed him rs an ordinary servant. He
accepted the posy reluctantly. A gift
from the hands Of Eunice would have
delighted him; but this from Mile. Ro
sale, I saw, was repugnant to him.
"She has been speaking In such praise
Of you, Mr.. FLEETWOOD continued Eu
nice. "You have quite won her heart
You ought to be proud; she Ii 10 sweet
and good. Papa" she said, a. we walked
. little aside from Fleetwood, you have
a perfume about you; have you been
seeming yourselff"
mo, my darling" I said, laughing al
the question. But now you mention Il
! have had the fancy myself that Their,
was something more fragrant than usua
about me this morning."
I shifted up. and Eunice followed my
example merrily.
II know what It IL. papa" she said
suddenly; 1T 10 wOod-violet. That II Mile
Rosalie's favorite perfume"
''lndeed. Eunice," I said; II was no,
aware Of Il. Somebody has been sprink
ling It upon me, l suppose. There. run
away. Fleetwood, want you to go into
the town for me and get me some books
! made out the list Inst night"
Fleetwood, at my summons, came &c
my side, and put my hand In the
breast pocket Of my coat for the list
had written. ! drew It out. with some
thing sofia lady's handkerchief, from
which Aoated the faint perfume Of wood
violet. As held the handkerchief, n
some establishment. In my hand. wonder
Ing how It could have got into my pocket
my eyes lighted upon name embroider
ed In, a corner Of the delicate trife--th,
name Of ROsalle. lnvOluntarily the hand
kerchief fell from my hand, and Hut
tered to the ground. and before I had
time to stoop and pick It up Mile. 10
sale darted forward. and. seixing 1t
thrust 1t hastily into her pocket.
"Thank you." she said. softly; "thanl
you SO much"
She tripped AWAY. and Fleetwood. tax
ing the list which mechanically held ou
to him, walked :houghtfully from thu
garden. his head bent upon his breast.
1t was this incident Of Mile. Rosalie'l
handkerchief which caused mo so mucl
discontinue. ! had no remembrance
whatever Of placing 1t there.