The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1905-09-19

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repeating my words with emphasis.
ssThen he is not liying?"
Mile Rosalie is doubly orphaned 2
I said. Come, come, Fleetwood, we
may be doing the young lady an injus-
tice in canyassing her so freely behind
her back"
you are right, sir, as you always
are. am very sorry / spoke"
But" / persisted, having gone 50
far, we may be adding to the injustice
by not carrying this conversation to
its legitimate end We cannot be toe
careful of regulations. Say what is
in your mind"
Very well, sir. Mile Rosalie has
no parents, but she has relations"
II think not, Fleetwood
mo sisters or brothers, STRIP
$50 I understand. She is alone in the
world, with not soul to depend upon
except ourselves"
Then the man she meets, sir,'' said
Fleetwood, is not a relation"
Il was not aware" I said, that Mile.
Rosalie was in the habit of meeting
any man; but, after all, it is 10 affair of
ours"
mo, sir"
go on, Fleetwood; you had best fin
ish. Are these meetings frequent?"
VERY frequent, should say, sir.
have passed them, by accident, at least
half dozen times"
"How long has this been going eng'
ut is four months since first saw
them"
reflected. Mile. Rosalie had been in
our service only five months, and it
was generally understood, through her
own statements. that she was stran-
ger in the neighborhood, and had no
friends or acquaintance. Here, then,
was another duplicity to trouble and
perplex me.
Where do these meetings take place,
FLEETWOOD?
IN Iyybush Lane, SIR
1vybush Lane was, perhaps, the most
secluded part of the locality round
about; but if Mile. Rosalie and her
friend were lovers, was it not natural
that they should meet in spot where
they were least likely to be intruded
upon?
"And at what hour in your observa-
tion,n / asked, "do they meet?"
Always at night, sir, when there is
no moon"
"You are quite sure / said. some
what startled, that you are not mis-
guided by prejudice?"
Il speak of facts, sir, not impress
sions"
''You have impressions but Of course
you have; it is ridiculous to ask such
a question. What mean is, that your
impressions are not favorable to Mile.
Rosalie2"
"They are not, sir. If she has a
sweetheart, what reason can there be
for such secrecy? When have APP
preached them-and l beg you to be-
lieve that have always come across
them by accident-they have stopped
talking and have shrunk away from
observation, the man especially. Once
/ am certain they were quarreling."
"a lovers quarrel, Fleetwood|
perhaps, sir; but it didn't sound like
it. They seemed to be threatening each
other That is all have to tell, SIR
Have you met the man at other
times, when he was alone?'
II can't say, sir. never saw his
face; he seemed to take great pains
to hide it from me-"
"You are positive it was Mile. Rosa
lie, and not another lady?'
81 am positive, sir"
"One more question, Fleetwood. IVY
bush Lane is a lonely spot which one
would not traverse for pleasure on
darksome nights. What took you
there?"
st is near the graveyard, sir, where
my wife is buried"
His voice trembled with emotion. ]
pressed his hand.
sLet us keep this to ourselves" ]
said, presently. "It viii be the wiser
course. When my daughter is married
Nile. Rosalie will leave our service"
At this moment, as Fleetwood was
about to leave me, Eunice danced up
TO us. 1t was a pleasure to look upon
her bright face, beaming as it was with
happiness. Loves summer was hers;
her life was filled with heavenly joy.
In her hand she held two posies.
mile. Rosalie arranged Them" she
said "She has the most exquisite
taste. One for you, papa; and one for
you, Mr.. Fleetwood"
Neither she nor my wife ever adj
dressed him as an ordinary servant.
He accepted the posy reluctantly. A
gift from the hands of Eunice would
have delighted him; but this from Mile.
Rosalie, ! saw, was repugnant to him.
"She has been speaking In such
praise OF you, Mr.. Flectwoodp' con
tinued Eunice. "You have quite won
her heart. You ought to be proud; she
| is SO sweet and good. Papa" she said,
as we walked little aside from Fleet
wood, "you have a perfume abont you;
have you been seeming yourseifT
"No, my darling, / said, laughing
at the question. But now you men
ton it, l have had the fancy myself
that there was something more fra
grant than usual about me this morn
ing
shifted up, and Eunice followed my
example merrilys
II know what it is, papa" she said,
suddenly; it is wood violet. That is
Mile. Rosalie's favorite perfume"