Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1903-11-14

and with your help, shall make a name,
too, some day. We will work together
We viii live that beautiful art life you
have told me SO much about"
The Professor threw out his hands a
little wildly, and Hildred went up To him
lEaPalsiEels-, with light Of exaItatior in
her face, and feeling like the true heroine
of fiction.
1t is impossible, fraulein; it would be
madness!" she heard him gasp, and all
the bright, eager light was driven out Of
her face by white and proud contempt
You are right; it would be Madness
she said. as she turned away, and the
man began list of incoherent excuses
That she cut short ruthlessly with, Sure
~ there Is no need to say any more, Herr
Probst-1 quite understand you"
And you forgive me, liebe fraulein 81
Forgive is hardly the world; / thank
you, Herr Probst," she said, and swept
out of the room.
But her woman's pride was sore and
angry, and though reason told her she
ought to be grateful to her guardian for
saving her from the clutches of the for
tune hunter, by feminine perversion of
justice she included him in her sweeping
condemnation of mankind in general, and
gave curt refusal when her aunt rather
doubtfully suggested that if Hildred
wished TO see him they might go to
Leipsic for a day or two, since it seemed
that he was unable to come to Dresden.
Il don't want to see him at all-or any
other man." she said shortly 1--WE are
happier without them, auntie. and, if
you please. we viii have no more to do
with them"
But she made just one exception the
next evening in favor of Richard Ran
dom, who had just come back from a
visit to Mr.. Munday at Leipsic
To her aunts relief, she was very gra-
cious to Gritf-allowed him to coax her
to the piano, played him the music he
liked best, and sang two little German
songs in voice that. to ordinary ears,
was merely sweet and true and sympa
thetic, but that seemed to him angelic
you should learn English songs he
told her, a few evenings later. "Some of
our sweet old ballads would suit your
voice to perfection. Let me bring you
some, and we will practice them to-
gether."
Then it was that they found out that
Griff himself had a fine and musical tenor
voice that blended with hers most charm
ingly, and 1T became more than ever a
matter of course that he should spend
most evenings with Hildred.
GriT came in one evening for his usual
visit and announced that he was leaving
the next day for England
There were no duets that evening, and
after little while Miss Elbefeld remem-
bered that she had some messages for the
servants that necessitated her going
downstairs.
Griff bent low over Hildred's chair, and
his hand closed over hers, that as half
hidden in the kittens soft fur.
Il love you, Hildred-iove YOU" he
said. Il wonder if you can even guess
quite all that those words mean?"
"Then teach me-" she said, so1uy.
He stopped lower, and their lips met
Mildred, we must talk business" he
said, after a few delicious moments. Il
have been rash and premature, my dear
est. l had no right to tell you of my
love without first getting the permission
OF your guardian"
you must go to him, of course" she
said, as a matter of form; but you are
such an old friend of his, he surely can
find no objection to YOU
Miss Elbefeld came in before any more
could ne said, and Griff told her gaily,
but with a meaning look, that Hildred
had consented to marry poor Dick Ran
dom, if he could win her guardians
leave"
ooh, my dears,7 said Miss Elbefeld,
chow | have longed to hear this news,
and how happy it has made me! And
must you really run away tomorrow ?"
turning to Griff.
81 must, it is more important than
ever now; but l shall hurry my business
all / can, and hope to be back in ten days
at the most"
GrifT's business was really genuine, but
he got through it quicker than he had
hoped, and it was little more than a week
later when he bounded ioyfully up the
stairs that led to Miss Elbefeld's lux
urious little fiat.
lie had not written to say when he
was coming. and Hildred was in her
studio, working with love guided fingers
at portrait she was painting of him,
partly from memory, and partly from a
photograph.
At the sight of him she dropped palette
and brushes, and sprang up with q little
cry of pleasure.
GrifT pressed her hands closely in his,
and then held her little away from him.
Dear, you have never told me in so
many words that you love me-" he said.
"Will you say it now?"
Dick! as if you needed telling. OF
course | do"
"How much?" he persisted; enough
to make you give up something for my
sake ?"
Try me, and you viii see" she said,
smiling.
Even to the sacrifice of your whole
fortune? Think, dear, don't anwser
rashly."
81 have thought of it ever since you
left" she told him "Of course, / know
what you mean, Dick-my guardian has
refused to let me marry you. 1t is a
cruel and unjust thing to do, and / will
never forgive him for it. But it does not
matter, dear; he can take my money, but
lie cannot take you from me-
His answer was more forcible than any
words, and for 4 moment there was
silence