Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1905-09-02

| impatience. Then the pent-up fire broke
| out.
Perhaps not" she said bitterly. Thanks
| TO Eustace and his necessities perhaps
! not! l have seen nothing of the world.
Perhaps am not a good judge of anything.
Is 1t my fault? What opportunities have l
, to see that for Eustace's sake even you
| have been unjust. / think l am beginning
| to hate my dear brother Eustace!'
spasm of pain shortened and deepened
| the tired lines on Lady Hollands face. She
was angry, but she had a haunting con-
| sc;ousness that Mary's accusation was nat
ural, nay even, perhaps, true. The girl
went on
Ever since | can remember | have had
| the lesson driven in upon me that 1T Was
my duty to give up things for Eustace. I
gave up my toys. my dolls, because wicked
men had been cruel to poor Eustace, and
| so he must have all the pennies! Later on,
when l came to care for pretty frocks,
gave up those, too. Pleasures, luxuries!-if
they cost money, you and have learned to
do without them. l am eighteen. l have
never been to school. Mother do you real
lie that l have never in my life been to a
dance? And If 1 borrowed a frock and
went to one tomorrow, l should be wall
flower. because do not even know how 10
waltz"
"A daughter Of mine would not be wall
flower" said Lady Holland
mo. Some one might take pity on me.
because / suppose 1 am pretty" the girl
retorted, scornfuly.
You are beautiful, my dear"
Il am your daughter said Mary, with
her mother, Selling one Of the busy hands
and stroking 1t affectionately. IF l have
any beauty-and perhaps l have-it Is your
legacy to me. l must make the most of It,
because 1t seems to be the only legacy
which Brother Eustace can't take from
me, Mother, don't you see what a useless
| wayside weed you have made Of your
daughter? A pretty weed, perhaps-you
COZ hut oil hn DYVon q M,
simply an ignorant country queen! l know
nothing. Think of 1t. 1 have never in my
life been fifty miles from the doorstep Of
Holland Abbey
Lady Holland ceased her interminabe
drawing of linen threads. and smoothed the
brown waves Of her daughters hair
Not ignorant, Mary, she said. gently.
Few girls of your age are better read"
Because you have taught me-" said
Mary, sometimes when WEAKNESS after
your days work would hardly let you keep
awake. l know that. But other girls have
been to school,
And you envy them?'
Yes"
You need not" said her mother
But I do" said the GIRL bitterly. The
other day / was out walking. The Duke of
Fife passed me in his motor car. l heard
him coming. and 1 knew who he was, be-
cause l had read in the paper that he was
touring this district. Mother. l hid behind
a hedge, because 1 didn't know whether
ought to bow or mott.
'Well?" said Lady Holland, smiling, as
the girl paused dramatically to emphasize
the horror of this confession.
Mary jumped up with a gesture of Inn
patience. and strobe about the room. Her
movement was beautiful in its rapid grace
but all the same she was right. For If she
had been to school, she would have learned
thtk it is immodest, or at the least unlady-
likA to be frankly and unrestrainedly
graceful. That Is now the exclusive privi-
lege of wild animals and a few actresses.
cha ali m
ignorance. If had been to school, should
have known. If l ever go into the world.
:" But suppose l needn't worry about
that" she broke off. Il shall never have
the chance"
Lady Holland was silent Then she began
steadily:
When you marry"
81 never shallr'
A crash of breaking glass followed the
girls interruption and prevented Lady Hol-
land from finishing her sentence. The room
in which they were sitting opened on to
conservatory, and the noise came from
there.
Whats that" cried Lady Holland with
a nervous start which broke through her
studied calmness, and limited at inward agi-
alton depressed beneath the repose.
Mary laughed.
Probably our good cousin Harvey" she
said, II expect he has been trying to loft
golf ball over the winery, and hasn't sue
ceeded."
Lady Holland got up suddenly, and took
her daughters hand.
Mary" she said in low, curiously eager
tone, you said just now that you would
never marry. and you more than limited
that 1t was because you would never have
the chance here. If that Is Harvey Wise
man, think he has come to ask you to be
his wife. He spoke to me about you last
night
The girl almost seemed to shrink back
from her mother. There was surprise and
indignation in her widely opened eyes
"Mother!' she cried. He is sixty!-and
meant
He spoke generously about you last
night"
He is mean, tell you! I would rather
be a housemaid-or dead"'
Lady Holland sighed again: but an oh
server might have wondered whether It
was not, after all, a sigh of relief She
dropped her daughters hand, and took up
the linen work.
He is coming through the conservatory"
she said quietly. sit down. and try not to
breathe so heavily. Don't let him see that
you are agitated. He will think that we
have been discussing him"
Harvey Wiseman appeared at the door
winch led into the conservatory He was
not quite old as Mary had said but
somewhere about fifty-two or fifty-three
He had his golf clubs on his shoulder. and
was smiling apologetically. He was rarely
seen without the golf clubs, and still more
rarely without the apologize smile He
posed as subtle humorist, and smiled
DeODle
to laugh. He was a small man with a big
head and knotted brow that would have
made him look intellectual, if the close
set, mean-looking eyes had not BETRAYED
the fact that he was only cunning. He
tried to be genial, and did not realize that
a man cannot successfully be genial with
a weaSels eyes.
on the whole, therefore. Harvey Holland
Wlsemans humor was, to those who knew
him well, rather sinister
- I'm afraid I've broken two panes. su-
san." he said to Lady Holland II made
sure 1 could loft over the glass; But of
course I'll sel-d man up to repair the
damage 1t shan't cost you penny"
How generous! But meanwhile the
draught will ruin the palms. said Mary
Sharply, and saw at once from her mothers
glance of surprise that she had been rude
1t was not her habit to be rude She had
spoken without thinking. But perhaps Just
now she was feeling an uncomfortable de-
sire TO be rude to Harvey Wiseman Know
ing what he had come for, she attacked
hrst 1t is the womans instructive method
of self-defepse.
Harvey. without appearing to notice that
he had been snubbed, handed a letter to
Lady Holland
L met the postman Just now" he said,
and saved him walk Kindness to dnp,h