The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1904-05-07

means thrown off her balance.
"Ah" she exclaimed, looking full
in his face, and then turning with
slow significance towards Beatrice.
"You have nothing to say to me, no
lady is my understudy?'
She had scarcely uttered these
words when it was evident that she
recognized Beatrice, and her face
changed as the widow shrank back;
Lord Catherington, meanwhile,
reused by the attack on Beatrice, at
last found words:
rs it possible" cried he, in tone
which made Beatrice, at least, trem-
BILE, "that.you think: you have right
to come here and insult people
your"
The Indignation and contempt in
his tone made Rosa blush under the
powder on her face.
She answered him in much gen.
tier tone, and with a change to a GER
tain seductive charm of manner which
caused Beatrice to understand some
thing of the attraction she had for
two men SO different as Lord Gather
ington and the artist
Indeed, indeed, I don't wish to in
suit anybody. I made a mistake, and
I ask Mrs. Froyle to forgive me. The
| last person in the world I should wish
|
Of my darling child.'l .~.. ~
| Beatrice uttered 10 little cry, and
| turned very white. She made a move
ment as if to leave the room, but the
next moment she stopped, too intense
| ly interested by Rosa's next words to
dare to go away. The intruder turned
again to Lord CatheringtOn, and adj
dressed him, as she had done once be-
fore in the hearing of Beatrice, in
those passionate tones which seemed
to come straight from the heart.
"Oh, Fred! No., I won't say that!
TIL call you Lord Catherington!" and
she checked herself with a sort OF
touching humility, which alarmed
Beatrice afresh by it's subtle charm.
| You are good, you are noble! You've
taken your child-our child-to your
heart and home, as I knew you would!
I thank you, bless you, from my very
heart!"
And before he could stop her she
had seized his hand and pressed her
lips to it in passion Of enthusiasm
and gratitude. : .>...
Beatrice could not speak, could not
move. What would this woman say
when she learned 1the truth? When
she found out, as she must do, that
her own baby was dead, and that II
was another child who had taken the
place Of hers, and who was surround
ed with all the love and all the lux
uIy WHICH DelOnSeu VI IlSIL " luS
dead little one? Even if this tender
ness were party assumed for the sake
of her own advantage, 1T was impos.
sible to doubt, SO Beatrice felt, that
there was a very genuine sentimen1
under all her extravaganza of express
sion. For this woman was mother
too.
Lord Catherington had released his
hand almost roughly, as speedily as
he could.
why have you come here?' he
asked sharply. You could have sat
isfied yourself about the child without
that"
Rosa was still meek. o
II never did think of coming" sale
she in a soft, almost lisping voice
until your lawyers found me out ant
! wanted to serve some horrid paper
upon me-" Lord Catherington moved
: uneasily, and she went on: Il hope i
, could have been. You are too just
r too generous to be harsh to tn
= mother of your child
) Lord CatheringtOn glanced at Beat
/ rice, who started and began to NOV
\ slowly towards the door. But Ros
1 checked her. and said:
lis there any reason why this lad
t should go away? I suppose Pm no
] wrong in thinking that you've toll
h her a good deal about me. And as
t mean to justify myself to you, tl1inl
y I should like to- justify myself at tn
v same time in the eyes Of the lady VIII
n is taking my place with my child
Beatrice started forward, beginnin
!. an incoherent protest, hoarsely, We
= hemently, unintelligibly.
d Lord Catherington again took he
t part.
e Eyes. Mrs. Froyle has performed
t mothers part to the child, and I ar
i. as grateful to her for it as you can b,
e Let her stay, by all means, If sh
s pleases.''
It "I'd-Td rather not! Let me-le
r me go!" cried Beatrice, wildly, as sh
r struggled in the grasp Of Rosa, VIII
had laid a strong hand upon her arm
W just as she had done once before {
It the Hotel Salisbury. And the youn
g widow shivered with sudden an
l. vivid recollection Of all she herse
d had gone thru on that occasion.
n But Rosa was firm. It aln1o
seemed as if she suspected the insan
;e vague intention in Beatrice's min
d which was to dash upstairs, get POI
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