The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1904-04-17

man bounded unceremoniously into the
room.
Il say. sybfl." ne cried then stopped
short. II beg your pardon" he resumed.
Il did not know you had visitor"
1T is only my new music teacher" she
said.
She regretted the words as soon as they
were uttered. She glanced at the curate.
who bit his lip. Then a flush overspread
her face.
What. another of them?"
Now. don't be rude, Hal. Mr.. Sissen 10
quite the best amateur violinist have met.
Come and be introduced properly. My
cousin. Mr.. Darley-Mr. ssson."
The young men looked at each other be-
fore bowling, and there was that in the
glance of both which said assplain az words
that they did not desire each others ac-
quaintance.
Mr.. Henry barley disllked the idea of his
cousin playing the violin with a cookbook
ing young curate. AS for the Rev Septimus
sisson. he felt ashamed that circumstances
should have compelled him to assume his
present role.
There was no doubling the formers as
pirations in regard to Miss Herbert He was
one of those young gentlemen who are in
training for the positions of husbands OF
heiresses. He had no profession. II mad
been decreed by his father and mother who
were not without some wealth, that ne
should marry his rich cousin His mother.
Miss Herbert's aunt, and the widowed Mrs
Devereux, another aunt, who managed the
household in Dover street, had determined
to keep SYPHILIS fortune in the family. And
so Mr.. Henry barley lived in the prospect
of having a good time by-and-bye, with a
house in town. fine place in the country.
lots of shooting and hunting, and trips to
Paris and the Riviera every year.
Come, Sybil,' he said. 'let US have a
gallop in the park. The horses are in fine
condition, and IL is just the day for a ride"
Not to-day Hal; tomorrow. certainly"
He had been so much accustomed TO as
sumo mastery over the heiress that an un-
expected thwarting OF his wishes piqued
him. The blood rushed to his face: he let
it be seen that he was annoyed.
'.Oh, perhaps. you want TO do some saw
ing" he blurted out. and flung out of the
room.
The enthusiasm engendered by the music
left Miss Herbert's face. Her eyes no
longer spanked.
My cousin Is angry" she said
II am afraid I have been the innocent
cause of his anger" said the curate. rising
to pat his violin in its case. Perhaps il
would be better IL he does not see me here
again.
mo. no." she protested. You will come
at the same time this day week. We have
entered into bargain. and you cannot
think of withdrawing from IL already.
That would not be fair"
Even poor curate has his feelings and
need it surprise any OF US that he felt
himself unable TO withstand so charming
and eloquent pleader? So when he picked
up his fiddle-case 10 leave he had given
her his promise to return the following
week
He turned up at the appointed time. and
found his pupil distract
HAL is still angry" she said. He has
left the house because you were coming
here"
Really. / am very sorry, Miss Herbert.
] can leave at once. and any little arrange
ment that we have entered into be
quashed."
Not for twenty Hals.' she cried and
her eyes, always luminous. flashed defiance.
'He does not like music Bit" she con-
tinued. land he hates the violin more than
any instrument"
Then she fell TO thinking for a few sec
onds. Visions Of Mr.. Henry barley in q
fit of temper smashing at her violin when
rinsency like this was frightful to cor