Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1905-07-03


money! says the proud old woman.
Heron can afford to lose. 1t is not
the. money l care about, but Heron.
He never gambled-
Vane looks down again.
Never in that way" she goes on.
"vane!!"
He looks up.
"Do you think he knows what has
happened to these people?''
mo" he answers. I am sure he
does not. He never looks at the pa
ners. or if he does. it is only in care
less sort of way. He knows nothing.
of course he thinks they are still down
there
Lady I.etchford muses..
you now that I have bought the
placer"
mo. Have your"
yes" she says. Il bought it. | had
some money put by, and bought 1t at
the sale. and as the land has come
hack to us, l think shall pull the
house down. | hate the sight of it!
81 wouldn't do that" he says. 1T
isn't bad house"
81 loath it. Yes, | bought it, and
there it is; the land that never ought
to have gone from u.s."
Vane mods.
"And what has become of--of the
girls?" he asks.
The old lady makes a Scorntul ges-
ture.
81 neither know nor care! They
have disappeared. Mrs. Iur-
ner, Mrs. Godfrey Turner, as she calls
herself, came to me and crled-acttal-
Nv cried about them, and wanted 10
know what had become of them. They
had disappeared.
Vane muses..
"She wasn't bad-looking girl, Lady
Letchford."
The old lady congresses her lips
hapghtily.
"A round face and a pair of dark
eyes,, she says, scornfully. you
have a strange idea of beauty. could
never see anything in her to catch the
SIMPLEST of men. But Heron! NOW
Rose-Rose is beautiful!
Vane shakes his head.
you've heard this about Rose and
and Cornvale?"
'I'd rather see her in her grave
she exclaims, grimly.
.fCornyale is the best match OF the
season." says Vane, musingly. There
isn't o girl that wouldn't jump at the
chance Rose
Lady Letchford leans forward In
her chair and beats the table with
her white, thin fingers.
''Rose will accept him, yes, unless
there is only one person who could
prevent it, and he is playing mailman
for the sake of a miserable girl utter
ly unworthy of being named in the
same breath with. Rose" and she
groans. "Do you think he will come
tonight-c cannot you bring him?'
'I'n try he says, but not very
hopefully. cpl try; of course, |
should like to see Rose settled, and
Heron, too; it would please me, you
know that"
Then he goes off to his club. Then
he has breakfast and walks around to
Miyart's; but Heron is out-Where,
the faithful Parks does not know.
With all the rest Of the world Parks
is fully cognizant- more fully
cognizant-of the wild doings OF his
master, and the good fellows face is
as grave as a sections as he answers
Vane's inquiries.
"When will he come in again, Mr..
Vane! All. who can say, sir? | never
know. Sir Heron isn't as he used to
be, Mr.. Vane. He never went out
without telling me when to expect
him back. Not that I complain, sir,
you will understand that. But-Im
afraid therell be bad end to this,
MI. Vane. 1t isn't like the old days;
they were pretty-well- wild, but he'd
take some rest then; now''-and Parks
shakes his head eloquently-"I can't
get him to take any rest at all. He'll
be sick, Mr.. Vane, no man could stand
this racket for long"
.
with the devoted fellow, and saunters
off. Perhaps, after all, it would have
been better if May Dalton had become
.ady Heron Letchford.
They dine at seven o'clock at Gros'
ve1or Square, and at that hour Lady
Letchford sits in the drawing-room,
upright in her stiffJbacked chair,
her anxious eyes fixed on the door, her
fingers beating an impatient tattoo on
tie arm of the chair.
Presently the door opens, and Rose
Vayasour enters. There is faint
flush on her cheeks, a subdued light
in her eyes, but both flush and light
die away as he looks around the room
and sees only the naughty old woman.
With the old, graceful gliding step
she comes across the room, and bends
to kiss the white forehead; then she
stands and looks with a smile into
the mirror.