Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1904-06-07

Il WbHdu VINO loves must GlSS6mDie me-
feelings. She was silent
Until l come back, Nine. Grandet.
you win say nothing about him, i hope"
the old cooper continued. They are
making a ditch in my meadows, and
must go and see after it. | shall come
back for the second breakfast at noon,
and then my nephew and l will have &
talk about his affairs. AS for you, Made
moiselle Eugene, if you are crying over
that popinjay, let US have no more of II,
child. He will be off post-haste to the
Indies directly, and you will never set
eyes on him any more"
Her father took up his gloves, which
were lying on the rim of his hat, put
them on in his cool, deliberate way, and
then he went out.
obi mamma. | can scarcely breather'
cried Eugene when she was alone with
her mother; Il have never suffered like
thisr'
This nervous excitement in one who
was usually SO quiet and self-possessed
produced an effect on Nine. Grandet.
She looked at her daughter. and her
mothers love ard sympathetic instinct
ted her everything.
MY poor little girlr' said Nine. Gran
Diet. drawing Eugenies head down till it
rested upon her bosom.
Her daughter lifted her face, and gave
her mother a questioning look. which
seemed TO read her inmost thoughts.
why must he be sent to the Indies ?"
said the girl IF he is in trouble, ought
he not to stay here with us? Is he not
our nearest relationT'
Eyes, dear child, that would only be
natural; but your father has reasons for
what he does, and we must respect
them"
Mother and daughter sat in silence; the
one on her chair mounted on the wooden
blocks, the other in her little armchair.
Both women took up their needlework
her, and her heart was full of gratitude
for such tender sympathy.
How kind you are, dear mammal
she said, as she took her mothers hand
and kissed it.
DO you like himY'
For ali answer Nine. Grandet smiled.
Then, after a moments pause, she muir
INJURED. You cannot surely love him al
ready? That would be pity"
why would it be pity?' asked Eu-
genie. you like him, Nanon likes him,
why should 1 not like him. too? Now.
then. mamma, let us set the table for his
breakfast"
She threw down her work, and her
mother followed her example, saying as
she did so, you are a mad girl!'
But none the less did she sanction her
daughters freak by assisting in it.
Charles, after making innumerable pi-
rouettes around his room, came down at
last, singing gay little snatches OF song.
He had taken much pains with his APP
pearance, and now he came in with that
gracious air of condescension which sits
not i'll on youth and which gave Eugene
melancholy pleasure. He went up to
his aunt quite gayly.
Il hope you slept well, dear aunt?
And you. too. cousinP
Cousin, you must be hungry said
Eugene. "Sit down..
"Oh, | never breakfast before twelve
o'clock, just after l rise. But l have
Jared so badly on my journey that will
yield 20 persuasion. Besides'-he drew
out dainty little watch-"dear me- it is
only eleven o'clock! l have been up be-
times"
Il DclihSSs dshtd OTdIkuGI.
"Yes, but | wanted to set my things
straight. Well, 1 am quite ready for
something, something not very substan-
tial. fowl or partridge"
"a partridge" Eugene said to her
self, She would willingly have given all
she had for one.
Come and take your seat" said Nine
Grandet. addressing her nephew.
The dandy sank into the armchair In
a graceful attitude, much as a pretty
woman might recline on her sofa. Eu-
genie and her mother drew their chairs
to the fire and sat near him.
DO you always live here" Charles
inquired. thinking that the room looked
even more hideous by daylight than by
candle light
Always" Eugene answered, watch
ing him as she spoke. Always, ex-
cept during the vintage. Then we go to
help Nanon, and we all stay at the Alb
hey at Meyers"
DO you never take a walk?'
Sometimes. on Sundays, when it is
fine, we walk down as far as the bridge"
said Nine. Grsndet, "or we sometimes
go to see them cutting the hay"
Have you a theater here?"
Go TO the playr' cried Nine. Gran
Diet; go to see play actorsl Why, sir,
do you 10. know that that is a mortal
ELM"
There. sir" said Nanon. bringing in
the eggs, I'VE will give you chickens in
the she'll"
ooh, new-laid eggsw said Charles,
who, after the manner of those accus-
toned to luxury, had quite forgotten all
about his partridge Delicious! Do
you happen TO have any butter, Ell, my
good girl?'
Butter? If you have butter now.
you win have no cake by and by" said
the handmade.
Yes, of course, Nanon; bring some
butter" cried Eugene.
The young girl watched her cousin
while he cut his bread and butter into
strips. and felt happy. The most ro-
mantle shopgirl in Paris could not more
enjoy the spectacle of limo |
cence triumphant in n melodrama. 1t
must be conceded that Charles. who had |
been brought up by graceful and |
charming mother, and had received his |
finishing education from an accom- |
olished woman of the world. was as dain- |
". neat and elegant in his ways as any |
,oxcomb of the gentler sex. The girls |
quiet sympathy produced an almost mag
aetic effect. Charles, finding himself thus |
waited upon by his cousin and aunt. |
could not resist the influence of their |
,verfiowing kindness. He was radiant /
with good humor. and the look he gave |
Eugene was almost smile. AS lie look
ID at her more closely he noticed her |
pure, regular features. her unconscious /
attitude. the wonderful clearness OF her /
yes, in which love sparkled. though she /
is yet knew nothing of love but its pain
md wistful longing.
Really. my dear cousin" he said. IF /
rou were in box at the opera and in
evening dress. and l would answer for
{, my aunt's remark about deadly sin
would be juNi6ed, all the men would be
,nvious. and all the women Jealous"
Eugenie's heart beat fast with joy at
his compliment. though it conveyed no
meaning whatever TO her mind.
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