The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1905-11-15

your waltzing is capitali Fer the
sole time in my life | think l nearly
kept time. I must introduce that Aus
trian with the long name to you
these Austrian fellows dance the deuX
temps better than any EnGlishhmen
do"
"Austrian" repeated Jane, mechanl-
cally.
Eyes, some fellow in the Austrian
service that the Marshes brought. He
10 nassing before us at this moment
And Clifford pointed out a very tall,
well-looking young gentleman, with a
saffron-colored mustache, who was sy-
rating, at the rate of a great many
miles an hour, round the room with the
elder Miss Tenant.
II am very much obliged to YOU
said Jane, when a moments thouSht
had told her what Clifford meant. i
am very much obliged, but, l don't
want to waltz with the AusTlan' OF
with any other stranger"
"And when I am obliged to dance
with any one else, then"
Jane could not see the positive neceS-
sity for his doing so, and her crystal
clear eyes told Clifford what she
thought.
you are unlike all other women" he
WHISPERED tcnderly, for her lntense
simplicity ministered most deliciously
to his self-lovP, claiming him closer
than all well-instructed encouragement
could have done.
"You don't are for admiration a Dill
You are"
The rest of the sentence was only
whispered in James ear, as his arm IN
closed her slender waist again, n IL
made a well-pleased smile break III
stantly about her mouth.
A uuadrille followed next. Which II
was Mohun's duty to dance with the
wife of one Of the county members.
md which, at his wish, Jane walked
through in company with Mr.. Robert
Nash, who, until this night, had never
before Though living in the same par
ish) been more than remotely aware OF
such a humble person as Miss Grands
existence. Then came another fast
dance-and Clifford was at her SIDE
again.
ut is very hot here" he remarked
after they had taken one or two turns
in silence. Suppose we go upstairs
and look after those whist players. i
don't think it right of you to lose sight
Of Miss Lynch and the vicar as you
do"
Jane laughed, and was ready to do
anything Clifford proposed.
When they reached the first landing,
however, a sudden, or it appeared to
Jane a sudden, thought made Mohun
wish to visit his ancestors in the pic
ture gallery instead Of the vicar and
Miss Lynch in the card room.
'The gallery is sure to be cool, and n
dim lampiight is the best time Of all
for first seeing the grim old pictures.
You have never been there, Miss
Grand?"
No, never; this was the first time
Jane had ever been inside the house
ut Yatton.
1.-THE first, but not the last, hope"
whispered Clifford. softly, as he opened
and closed after them the door Of the
long, dim-lighted gallery. "Miss Grand,
let me introduce you to my ancestors
generally: some time by daylight you
can become acquainted with them one
by one"
The light from the single lamp upon
the centre table mingled family with
the soft food Of the summer moon
light that was filling all the room
through the open window toward the
south.
For a moment Jane drew back.
'"It is very dark here, Mr.. Mohun. l
think, perhaps, 1 had better wait to see
the pictures by daylight"
"You like the noise and glitter of the
ballroom better than the somber silence
of my poor library? Very well, we
will return there"
And, in furtherance Of this design,
Clifford led her away to the furthest
window in the room-a window from
whence she could see all the we'll
known Yatton woods lying calm and
lovely in the exceeding stiffness Of the
summer midnight.
"Jane, what do you think Of Vat
TOM"
She dropped her hold upon his arm.
She turned from him with whitening
cheek and trembling lips.
Mr.. Mohun, II believe 1 like Vat
tom"
"You believe? You are not quite
sure about it, then?"
ooh, I am sure I like it. l have
known no place but Yatton since was
q little child"
"Why do you turn away from the
window? Are you cold"
She was striving to hide her race
from him, but he leaned over her, and
saw enough to bid him not despair.
ITO be Continued.) .Y