Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1904-12-10

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man of about so. He greeted them all
with q genial smile, but glanced with
some curiosity at Godfrey.
This is Godfrey Linton, dad" said
Lillian. He has just come from Aus
traila, and brings you letter from an
old friend"
The baronet looked puzzled
We'll" he said, Il don't remember the
name. Linton? No. Never mind" he
added, as he held out his hand, you are
welcome, at all events. expect the let
ter will explain everything"
The Australian smiled
i hope it will, sir" he said frankly.
L snail feel, until you have read it, in a
rtaher awkward position"
Not at all. Lillian, see that Mr.. Lin
ton has some lunch. PIl go into the
study and read the letter he has brought
me-"
II Jack Temple had been the presiding
genus at the impromptu meal which fol-
lowed, things would have fallen fiat.
But Lillian was in one of her brightest
moods, eager to put at ease the stranger
who would naturally feel uncomfortable
until Sir Gervase had read his creden-
tials, and, warmed by her genial influ-
ence, Godfrey Linton spoke of his ex-
perlences in foreign countries
when 1 left Australia, on the death
of my father" he said, 81 didn't come
straight to England | felt inclined to
settle here, and so | thought I'd have a
look round first. I've been to Italy, Ger
many and France, and l must say | en-.
ioyed them all"
The capitals are pretty gay, I be
lieve," said Jack Temple meaningly.
Are they?" drawled the Australian
We'll, l can't say from experience.
avoided them. Pm queer fellow in that
way. Give me a wooded glade, flower
decked valley, grassy mountain slope,
with the far-off snow Give me silent
lanes between fiowery hedgerows, with
the scent of the new-mown hay. Give
me-there-anything but city life"
You're q bit of an artist, and a bit of
poet, too, l expect" sneered Jack.
Glad you've found the combination
profitable"
The colonial fixed the speaker with his
eyes, although on his calm, handsome
lace there was no trace of resentment.
Il find it most Improbable" he said
If you're playing low down enough to be
thinking of pounds, shilIings and pence.
But-you see-I have no need to trouble
about that. If l raise an ideal in nv
mlnd"-and, strong willed as he was, he
could not keep his gaze from lowering
for moment over the lovely face and
form of his silent hostess--"I devote my
life from that moment to possess it. NY
ideal, when | left Melbourne, was to cast
city life aside and revel in Natures own
sweet hooks. | lived a great deal out in
the wilds when a boy, and l expect l got
the craze then"
Lillian had not spoken as yet.
Her hearts pulssations were irregular.
She was overwhelmed by the whole
episode.
Inc personality of this man-his talk.
his descriptions of his wanderings amid
Natures loveliest scenes, the fact that
Jack Temple was showing an evil side
to his character of which she had never
dreamed before, and so was gradually
slipping away from the first place in her
regard-all seemed strange confirmation
of her dream.
The word 'craze" gave her the chance
she wanted
"Oh, don't call your love of Nature a
'craze'!" she said. Il myself love the
country so much that feel miserable in
London. Nature, with its sweet repose
and its heaven born perfumes, is my
ideal, and l achieve it by coaxing the
dad to remain here the greater part of
the year. This is lovely country"
this moment a servant entered with
a note for Godfrey Linton. 1t was from
Sir Gervase.
Dear Mr.. Linton: Return to your
hotel and get the people to pack up your
things and send them on here. I want
You to accept my hospitality for fort
night or so. The letter you have brought
me has given me food for thought Do
you know its contents? Be off at once
and return in time for dinner
"GERVASE TENANT"
Lillian saw the flush of pleasure which
overspread the readers face, and won
dered.
Godfrey scribbled on the back of the
note
Haven't the remotest idea what's in
tho letter, but l accept your offer with
pleasure. have rot a single friend in
England"
well, call that iollyl" said the
colonial, addressing no one in particular.
when he had given the maid the reply,
and--unseen by anyone-transferred half
a sovereign to her plump little palm.
"Real iolly!"
Jack assumed an air of utter indiffer-
ence, wnilo Lillian laughed merrily.
We'll, Mr.. Linton" she said, "you
might let other people share your pleas
ure. You are se!fsh!"
what is Il great pleasure to me may
be the reverse to you and Mr. Temple"
he answered. Sir Gervase has told me to
bundle Off at once to the railway hotel
at Westbury, nave my traps sent here,
and be his guest fcr fortnight.
The news was anything but to Jack
Temples liking.
AS yet Lillian hsd given him no an
swer to his love questioning. Where
would be his chances now? The lonely
walks. the hours in the orchard or on the
seat beneath the May blossoms the cycle
rides-all would be over The very short
ness Of the guests stay would forbid his
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