Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1905-03-02
By Charles 0aryice

what you are saying, Rose VayasourY
Can you keep them apart?" Rose
asks. "Tf you are right in conclud'
ing that Sir Heron Is really-attracted
by Miss Dalton, do you think that he
will not avail himself Of their prox.
unity, and--you see, ! am sure, dear
Lady Letchford-"
The baroness groans, and a shiyer
runs through her, and sets the dia'
monds In her cap sparkling and flash
ing.
This is dreadful" she says. "And
Heron--if II were anybody else but
Heron. He has been $3.50 hard and
unyieldlng. And did hope when you
came-that Is"
Dear Lady Letchford," murmurs the
soft voice, "do not let this trouble you
too much 1t Is very unfortunate, but
It has not gone so very far. Remem'
ber he has only seen the girl once
But will soon make that twice and
thrice" interrupts the baroness, with
emotion. And you advise me to
call.
yes" the guest responds, "and
more than that, | advise you to make
It n pleasant call-if were In your
place | would ask the man. the father,
and the daughter to dinner"
"To dinner!"
ITO dinner" repeats Rose Vavasour
IF Sir Heron Is so smitten with the
girl, II Is only kind to give him an OPP
portunity OF making the acquaintance
of the father"
Il think see what you mean, my
dear Yen think that-that Heron will
be so di9gustcd with the man that
"He will think twice before he
makes him his father-in-law," says the
soft voice.
Lady Letchford arose, and putting a
thin white hand on the soft shoulder
kissed her guest
IL think you are right" she says
ut Is u good idea. 1t Is very kind OF
you. Rose to take such interest, 1t is
terrible to think OF. Fancy a Letch
ford getting tangled-entangled
oyen-with n sugar boilers daughter!
would almost rather see my boy In
his coffin than disgrace himself by
such marriago!"
Swiftly, suddenly Rose Vavasoul
looks up; her face is pale, almost tt
the lips and there is a passionate
angry light In her cold eyes.
"And II" she exclaims. Then, as 4
ashamed by the confession, she arises
ana stands In all the perfection Of hel
beauty, and smiles But think We
shall be match for soap boilers
daughter, dear Lady Letchford!"
Lady Letchford looks at her ant
mods her bojeweled head more hope
| fully,
My dear" she says, almost piteous
~, 81 rely on YOU"
And Rose smiles with serene conf
dcncc.
-Four five strikes by the stable
clock, and Sir Heron Is still In the
smoking room brandy and soda be
| fore him, a cigar between his lips;
watching, with half.closcd eyes, the
vision Of fresh, glrlish face with soft
brown eyes that seem to pierce
| through the clouds of smoke, and
beam on him. at one moment witt
| serious attention. the next with light
est mocNcry. and again with rapt at
tentlon
AZ last he arises, and thrustlng his
hands into the pockets of the loose
shooting Jacket for which he has eX
changed his other coat, he PAGES uT
and down the room, his usually grave
face relaxed into half.wlstful smile
his white hands restessly strokins
his mustache,
Then he stops, and with the peculiar
expression which stands with men AS
Il blush he puts his hand inside his
waistcoat, and pulls out flower: looks
at II as IL he had never seen flower
before, and obeying sudden impulse
puts 1.-THE under part of the petals
just where they have touched the
soft, silken hair-to his lips.
Then with sudden, impatient
frown--possibly at his wcakness--ho
turns to the fire, and raises the flower
but pauses irresolutely, and ultimately
he places 1t inside his waistcoat, ant
goes to bed much to the relief OF his
valet, who has been yawniug In the
dressing room f,r the last five hours.