The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1903-03-27
CHAPTER IV.-(Continued.

SilSAI LII
He casts one quick look at Barbara
bent head and sees the tears droppin!
through her fingers, noticing her shout
ders heaving with these sobs that viii
not be controlled.
She Is cut up at leaving Bouverie
thinks Sebastian, who just touches hel
bent, dusky head with his fingers.
Come out into the garden, Barbara;
the servants are coming into the
room to take away the things. Come
His voice is kind. and Barbara, yearn.
Ing for sympathy, goes.
80 you are going to be transport
ed" Sebastian says, as she walks
meekly at his side down a garden
path bordered by thousands of mauve
and white
Sebastian, you know it is not non
sense!" Barbara says, t~ragically.
Father says nothing, and your moth
err says play at being engaged If you
like; but it is ~true-quite true. And
father need not take me to Tasmania,
for it will not make any difference"
speaking vehemently in her excite
ment.
Sebastian stoops his dark head.
you don't expect me to side with
Bouverie? Barbara, you do not think
l could do that?"
"You would if you were generous
enough" breathes Barbara, her wet
eyes seeing the crocus border blurred
like a rainbow mist. Sebastian, you
are my cousin, and l haven't a friend
in the world"
The mans dark face Is in~scrutable.
Il wouldn't give my faith to George
Bouverie If l were you," he says slow
ly. Barbara, l cannot be a hypocrite.
l love you, but you shall not trade on
my affection to help you to marry
another man; for if l can help it you
shall be no mans wife but NINE"
The tears that had been yelling up
in Barbara's eyes are checked sudden
ly; a look of resolution comes over her
troubled face.
Il will tell father everything, and he
will understand" she says, almost
hopefully. After all, l think I am
glad l am going; and it cannot make
any real difference-we can wait"
Eyes, l dare say you will have plen-
ty of waiting" Sebastian says, with
familiarity and an evil smile.
Barbara gives him one look from
her tear-illed eyes-a look of anger
and reproach-and without a word
him and walks back to the
house.
Mrs. Saville does not think 1t neces-
sary to inform Barbara that in the
Sebastian is to follow her
across the sea. She pins great faith
On distance and change of scene. In
LII human probability the silly love
affair between Barbara and George
Bouverie will die a natural death, and
very few people marry their first
: Sebastian will have a very good
when he goes out to Tasmania,
Ind the honeymoon can be the return
1t is really a charming ar
rangement. Mrs. Saville feels quite
and 1t is a great blessing that
Barbara is taking it all SO quietly.
BY and by she comes into the morn
Ing room, where Mrs. Saville is writ
Ing lists and letters at a great rate.
Barbara has on a pale gray coat and
skirt, with a white silk waist and q
great bunch Of violets in her button
She looks pale, but the grave
mouth is firm.
Il Am going to P%ortraven, Aunt Jul
liza. am going to meet George to
say Good-by to him." she says with an
air OF decision, as If opposition were
to be expected.
But Mrs. Saville makes no objection.
parting scene between the lovers is
Inevitable. and the sooner it is over
the better. Still Barbara fingers.
Aunt Julia, I know quite we'll why
has sent for me. 1t is to try
and make me forget George; but it
will be no use. We are promised to
other. cannot help it can
never care for anyone else"
: Her aunt looks at her, sees the ris-
Ing agitation, and smiles.
my dear Barbara, l have never at
tempted to dissuade you from engag-
Ing yourself to Mr.. Bouverie IL you
choose, neither can l prevent you
meeting him in Portraven and saying
yood-by. You are old enough to know
W mind. I do not for one
moment suppose your father will re-
gard an engagement of that sort as
'erious-in fact, / know he will not.
You see. dear, I am quite candid, and
foresee that some day you will be
Tery glad to have escaped matrimony
With a very worthless young man."
"He Is not worthless"
Barbara looks splendid in her in
lignation as she nobly champions her
over. Then she leaves the room and
walks away down the gloomy, damp
and out on the road beneath
he budding trees. Her step is light.
her dark-lashed eyes are full of
hope.
Not very far from the Court en-
rance gates a young man, with a cou-
pie Of dogs at his heels, is sauntering
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