Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1905-11-25

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account Of Waverly, looked upon from
an archaeological. historical and leeen-
Diary point Of view. Never mind your
flowers now. Roland; It's a very charm
ing bouquet, but you don't suppose Mrs.
Gilbert Ia going to carry II about all
day? Take 1t into the lodge yonder. and
ask them to put It In water; and In the
evening, II you're very good. Mrs. Gil
bert shall take Il home to ornament her
parlor at Graybridse."
The gates were opened. and they went
In; Isabel arm.in.arm with Mr.. Ray.
mind.
Roland placed himself presently on
one aide Of Isabel: but Mr.. Raymond was
20 very instructive that oil Mira. Gil.
beFt's attention was taken up In the ef.
fort to understand HE discourse. which
was very pleasant and lively. In spite Of
Its instructive nature.
II was Q very pleasant morning alto.
Gethef. There vas q strangely mingled
feeling Of dissatiafaction and annoyance
10 Roland 1Ansdeli's mind. a. he stroll
ID beside Isabel. and listened. or appear.
ID to listen. to Mr.. Raymond's talk. He
would like to have had 1sabel's little
hand lying lightly on his arm: he would
like to have those wondering black eyes
lifted to his face: he would like her to
have heard the romantic legends belong.
ing to the ruined walls and roofess ban.
quet chambers from him. And yet, per.
haps, II was better as II was. lie was
going away very soon. and II was bet.
ter not to lull himself In soft delights
that were 10 soon to be taken away from
his barren life. Yes. his barren life.
He had come to think Of his fate with
bitter repining. and to look upon him.
self a., somehow or other, cruelty Ill
used by Providence.
The sun was low when they left the
ruins Of the feast. The moon had risen.
20 pale a. to be scarcely distinguishable
from q faint summer cloud high up In
the clear opal heaven. Mr.. Raymond
took Isabel up by a winding staircase to
the top Of high turret. beneath which
spread green meads and slopes Of yer.
dure. where once had been a lake. 70.
land went with them. Of course. and sat
looking out at the still night. Soon the
voice Of George Gilbert sounded from
below, deeply sonorous among the walls
and towers. Gazing to Isabel.
II must Co." she said. II dare say
the Ay Il ready to take us back. Good
night. Mr. Raymond; good night, Mr..
Lansdell."
"But am going down with you to the
gate" said Roland; do you think we
could let you 60 down those slippery
stairs by yourself, to fall aud break your
neck. and haunt the tower by moonlight
forever afterward, n pale ghost In shad.
owy muslin drnpery2 Here's Mr.. Gil
bert" no added. as the top Of Georges
hat made itself visible upon the wind.
Ing staircase: but I'm sure ! know the
turret better than he does, and l shall
take you under my care"
He took her hand as he spoke. and
led her down the dangerous winding way
a. carefully and tendcrly as II she had
been a little child. Her hand did moi
tremble a. It rested In his: but something
like a mysterious winged creature that
had long been imprisoned In her breast
seemed TO break Its bonds all at once
and H0at away from her toward him.
She thought Il was her l0ng-imprlsoned
soul, perhaps. that so left her. to be-
come part Of his. II that slow down
ward journey could have lasted forever
But the descent did not last very long
careful a. Roland was Of every step; and
there was the top Of Georges hat bob
bling about In the moonlight all the time
'Remcmber tomorrow" Mr.. Lansdel
said. generally. to tho Graybridgc part,
% they took their seats. II shall ex
pect you a. soon ~ the afternoon servic,
II over. ] know you are regular church
sosrs at GrsybridEe. Couldn't You com,
TO Mordred for the afternoon service, b!
the byei-ths church N well worth zee
iug." There was q little discussion; an,
Il was Anally agreed that Mr.. and Mrs
George Gilbert and Sigismund should q,
10 Mordred church on the following AZ
tern00n.
Mr.. Iansdsll and Mr.. Raymond walk
cd along the lonely road under tn,
shadow Of the castle wall. and for SOM
minutes neither Of them spoke. Mr.. Ray
mond was rather puxsled how to con,
mence the conversation; when he did be
Gin, he began very abruptly. taxing wha
one might venture to call conversation
al header.
"Roland." he said. "this won't do"
"What won't dor asked Mr.. Lans
doll coolly.
"Of course. I don't set W for bsin
your MENTOR" returned Mr.. Raymond
'or for having any right to lecture you
or dictate to you. The tie Of kinsmau
ship between u 10 very slight one: q
far,as that goes. Heaven knows that
could scarcely love you better than
do II l were your father. But you ar
doing mischief; you are turning this sill
girls head. II II no kindness to len
her books; II In no kindness to invit
her to Mordred, and to show her brie
gllmpses Of life that never can be her,
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