Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1904-09-10
CHAPTER ".

A month later Sadie took up her abode
for good and all at Project Court. and
the wheels of her life bid fair to run
smoothly Sir John was everything that
was kind, and Kitty seemed anxious to
please and be pleased. Sadie grew very
fond of the tall. fair haired, dark eyed
girl, in whose blood some of the pas
sionate southern temperament seemed to
run. Often she would surprise her in
one Of her quickly passed tempers; often
she interposed with the olive-branch of
peace, when Sir John seemed to find his
daughter little too trying.
Sadie found it very difficult to make
head or tail, as she expressed it, of
George Nerney. He would sometimes lie
quite agreeable-evcn almost insolently
so; at others he would sit modify, with
out saying a word.
But the girl owned to herself thai she
preferred the young gentleman II the
latter mood. She had no wish to be
made love to by him. She had an idea
that he was fond of Kitty in way, but
whether the feeling was reciprocal she
could hardly tell. katherine Alleyne was
not one to brook interference. Sadie knew
She was fond of ,he small attentions
which go to fill good many girls lives;
she could expect admiration, because she
was pretty, but she could not always
exact it.
So Sadie found it in her heart to wish
Master George a good deal farther off
than he was sometimes; and one after
noon in the beginning of September,
when she thought she had seen him safe
ly off the premises with a gun tucked
in careless fashion under his arm, she
got some fine sewing, and, taking it TO
the picture gallery, ensconsed herself in
the wide embrasure of one of the mul-
lioned windows and prepared for a peace
full afternoon.
Katherine had been suffering from one
of her sick headaches all dav-periods
when she could bear no one to come
near her; so the companion knew it was
no good offering her services in that d-
Tection.
She thought of many things as her
needle flew deity in and out of the
white lawn making the tiniest and neat
est of stitches. She wondered whether
her mother had ever lived in such a
grand house-whether she had ever had
servants to wait upon her: and she re-
membered with a shudder the poor lodg-
ings she had called home for nearly fif-
teen years.
At this point in her reflections she
dropped her needle, and, reprimanding
herself sharply for her earelessness, she
then sewed diligently for an hour, while
the birds outside sang to her IL vain.
and the sunshine fickered on the smooth
green lawns, sweeping right down to the
waters edge.
1t was curious, she thought. that her
mother had left her no clue to the iden-
tity of her father. The work had slipped
down on to the polished parquet floor
by this time, and with her chin on her
hand, and the sunshine on her bright
bent head she gradually lost conscious
ness in sleep.
She made pretty picture, and so
George Verney thought as he came up
to the window seat on tiptoe, thinking
to surprise her, and found the object of
his search in the land of dreams, with
the sun across her bright head, turning
the threads of her hair into FURNISHED
copper.
She moved a little, and something
made Verney look at the opposite side
of the gallery, where the sunshine was
PLAYING tricks with one of the old family
portraits.
The pictured face and that Of the sleep
/ in. girl bore a resemblance to each other
too strong TO be taken as a chance like.
ness. What if the girl had but returned