Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1904-12-22

the marriage and refused to do any
thing for me. My grandfather Lock
wood gave me his own name, and
was called George Lockwood for many
n long day At the age Of fifteen Mr..
Lockwood died, and then note came
to my guardian saying that Lord Der
rington proposed to allow me small
income
For what reasony'
II can't say. Perhaps 1t was re-
morse"
Train shook his head. II have met
Lord Darlington, and If such an old
tartar feels remorse. then there is
n chance that pigs may Hy."
That's an elegant illustration. Leon
ard observed George, with a smile;
'but to continue (as l see it Is nearly
~. even as a boy I felt the indignity
put upon Inc. refused. with the per-
mission Of my guardian, the offered
sum and continued at school. When
I left to go to college I changed my
name so that Lord Darlington should
not have the chance of insulting me
further or of knowing who was. My
guardian suggested Brendon, SO, as
that was as good name as another,
I took it. Hence Mrs. Jersey can't pos
sibly know me or why | came to see
her. She will be wiser in the morn
ing" added Brcndon grimly.
But she evidently saw in you some
likeness to your father"
Evidently. From all l have heard
Mrs. Jersey was in love with my IA
ther, even though she was only lady's
maid. But l know very little about
Der. My business here is to learn"
But why has she kept silent all
these years.
Brcndon shrugged his shoulders.
"Shc has had no inducement to speak
out" he said That Is why I wish you
to lend me $500. Leonard. She will re.
quire bride"
And larger one than that George.
A woman like Mrs. Jersey would not
part with such secret for so small
a sum"
ooh. can pay her what she demands
when in possession of the estates. But
at present she will want to see the
color of my money"
Train stared into the fire, meditat.
ing on this queer story, which was
quite a romance. Then he saw an OBJ
stacle. George" he said even IL
you prove that you are the heir, you
Cont get any money. Lord Dcrring-
ton is still living"
Yes, and from all accounts he means
to go on living like the truculent old
! tyrant he is. But the estates are en-
! tailed and must come to me when he
| dies and of course the title is mine,
too, when he is done with it, II Mrs.
Jersey learns these facts she will come
to terms on a promise Of money when
l inherit"
"Then you will speak to her in the
morning."
Yes. She is the only person who
can right me. But mean to be the
husband of Dorothy Ward, and my
only chance to get round the mother is
to prove my legitimacy"
Il don't think Miss Ward cares much
for her mother"
"Who could?" asked Brendon cynic-
ally. "She is Il worthless little canary
| bird. But l tell you, Leonard, that,
frivolous as Mrs. Ward appears to be,
she is most determined woman, with
an iron will She will make her daugh-
ter do as she is bid and will sell her to
| the highest bidder. AS Lord Derring-
! tons grandson and acknowledged heir
/ l have good chance. As George
Brendon"-he stopped as the clock
struck las George Brendon | am
| going to bed"
| Train rose to light the candles which
stood on side table, yawnng as he
did So He was much interested in
Brendon's story, but the telling of it
had tired him. II shall sleep like top
tonight"
"Well, get to bed I'll put out the
lamp" said George. and did SO
NO" said Leonard. taking candle
stick in either hand. I'm see you to
| your couch" and he preceded him into
the bedroom.
1t was quaint apartment, with
heavy mahogany furniture and Tur,
key carpet. Entering from the sitting
I room, George saw that the bed was di.
rectly opposite the door. Its been
moved since my time"
What" cried Leonard, setting down
the candles. lis the furniture the same
your grandfather had?'
"Nes Mrs. Jersey bought the house
and it's contents. They are old fash
/ toned enough in all conscience. It's
| years and years since slept in my old
/ bed" said Brendon, taking of bis coat.
II should dream the dreams OF child
hood now that | am back again. But
you needn't say anything of this, Leon
ard"
"Of course not replied the other,
"And you need not smash your yellow
holly by leaving it In your coat all
night. Put it in water"
No" George stopped the too Off
cious Leonard Dorothy put it into
my coat and there it shall remain. The
berries are firm and won't fall. III see
to that, Hush
What's the matter?" asked Train,
startled.
For answer Brendon quickly extln-
guished both candles and pointed to the
door of the sitting room. which stood
half open. Not word" he muir
INJURED to Train, grasping his wrist to
enforce attention. Il heard foot