The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1904-09-27
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CHAPTER TX.

speaker? "And so your name is Paul
Ell, youngster?' Raising the child aloft
to his tall shoulder, and at once attain.
ing prominent place in Daphne's re
gard. Suppose you and find spot
out Of the sun and make friends. ]
carry about bonbons on purpose for
naughty boys, NJ. Paul. Good boys
have the reward Of being good. They
can get on without me. You like burnt
almonds? So does the lady in the
Mother Hubbard hat, only you mustn't
tell her said so. have got a package
Of the sort she most affects in my
pocket
Cousin Felix seats himself in the
shade, on q ledge of rock, and begins
grayely to search his pockets for burnt
almonds.
Daphne and Miss Hardcastle glide
into the effortless small talk with
which women, gentle or simple, edu-
Gated or unlearned, gid over the awk.
ward beginnings, alas! and endings of
human intercourse.
You don't like burnt almonds, Mrs.
Chester?v asks Cousin Felix, in his
Well-toned, half-awake voice. ''Well,
at least you will take shelter from the
sun with me and NJ Paul? The way
that English women brave the inclem-
encies of climate is marvellous" he goes
on. as Daphne, too shy to refuse, sits
down beside him on the rock. "And
still there are no women in the world
who can show such compilations. Look
at me. Paul, my friend. An, see.
Hazel eyes, with black lashes. A per-
feet likeness
Daphne reddens at the covert com
pliment to herself; she smiles at the
open one to Paul. Mr.. Broughton,
without loss of time. adjust his eye
glass and himself to one of the limo
cent half -firtations, which come to him
as simply as nectar-tasting to but
terfy the moment he finds himself
by the side of young and pretty
woman.
These non-amative elements, the two
supernumeraries Of the scene. disposed
of, what shall hinder the lovers in form
from wandering away among the rocks
and renewing their oaths, laughed at by
Jove, of former days? Severne gives
a rapid glance at Clementina. She is
watching Felix Broughton; watching
him, not with the rare smile that can
transform her face to beauty, but
rather with an expression that, did the
circumstances not render such a sup
position absurd, might be termed a
jealous one.
1T is one Of those horrible, sitting
days, when even doing nothing is too
great an exertion," she observes, a
little shortly, and selecting an upright
slab of rock beneath which to arrange
II cannot say compose-her charms.
'You must find the heat of Jersey al
most as rnendurable as India, Sir
John?"
II have managed to exist through a
week of it, he answers, taking his
place, as duty bids him do, at her feet.
"But then have really improved the
shining hours with hard work Do
you draw as much as ever, Clemen-
tina?'' He has accomplished the Chris
tian name this time. Il remember be-
for / left
II sketch in autumn" says Miss
Hardcastle, much as one might remark
that the leaves fall, or the days
shorten. During the season. of course,
one could not trifie away the time on
accomplishments, and then the exhibit
tons so thoroughly put one out of ones
conceit with ones own attempts"
1t is encouraging to think that Glenn
entina Hardcastle ever can be put out
Of .conceit with anything.
Severpe asks commonplace ques.
ton about the pictures of the year;
alas. and gets answer that freezes him
more than did the geological love let
teri
Daphne listens, not althogether with
out pang of envy, to the calm assur-
ance with which Sir John Severne's
sweetheart displays her stock Of knowl.
edge.
You have not been to London this
spring, Mrs Chester?'' asks Cousin
Felix, packing away the remains of the
burnt almonds into such fragmentary
portions of Innings as can be called
Paul's pockets. Have never been there
at all? Well, this is something that
! have travelled the world over to find
human creature who had never been
in literary and scientific London. You
don't know, confidentially, chow
much you have been spared. have
only been in town three weeks--is II
not three weeks since / came back
from Vienna, Clem?''
without referring to Fraulein
Schnapper's diary. don't know that
] can remember the important date Of
your arrival, Cousin Felix"
And during that time have been
taken, Mr.. Broughton reckons on his
delicately gloved finger tips ito two
Friday evening discussions about the
ichthyosaurus at the Royal Institution,
have heard an afternoon lecture ON
the Nature Of Organic Radicals with
DEPRESSION as to the 'Synthesis Of
Proprionic Acid
"The synthesis!s Felix Br0ughton did
not so accent the word. but this mat
tiers nothing. "Oh. what pronunciation
What helpless mixture of wrong
ideas! Cousin Felix, why will you al
ways insist upon getting out of your
depth in syllables?'
II insist? When you were talking
to me this very day about plestiosan--
you know the rest. Miss Hardcastle is