Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1905-04-10

4 The beauty turns to him with {
smile and holds out her hand.
please forgive me- she said. 81
was taken by surprise. l hope you vii.
be happy, Sir Heron"
THANK you," he says Now, Vane
let me have your congratulations
"Eh," says Vane arising. Eyes, oh
course. hope you will enjoy your
luck, Heron. She is confoundedly
pretty"
@'Thank you," says Heron, with a
sarcastic smile Now, mother
Lady Letchford arises and confronts
him, her face as white as the driven
snow, her eyes blazing.
care you mad, Heron?" she says.
II think not he says calmly, meet
| ing her stern gaze. Madness does
not run in our family, mother"
"You ask me to congratulate you. .
she says, the antique lace on her cap
quivering with passion. 81 would
sooner see you in your grave than mar
ried to the daughter Of such a man."
81 don't marry the man, mother"
! II would far sooner see you lying
dead before me-" she repeats. Dead!
You must be mad to dream of perpe-
trating such a disgraceful thing. Do
you forget the race Of which you came.
mo-" he says. "But l think in some
slight measure of myself. I love May
Dalton, mother"
ox,a0v oh oobaoc oDd hor. nc
of scorn fill the room. Love! 1 do
not forbid you loving her, but forbid
you marrying her. You may love any
dairymaid on the estate and I have
nothing to do with it; but when you
ask me to receive her as my daughter
it is time, Sir Heron, for me to rise
and protest"
Mother" he says, and his voice is
stern and angry, 1--WE are not alone.
You are speaking of my future wife,"
"Your future wife, perhaps" said
the proud old dame, drawing herself
to her full height, "but not my daugh-
ter. I ,lisown her at once. You may
forget what is due to race whose
unstained name you bear but | can
not; and l tell you, Heron, that the
day and daughter of that man enters
this house / leave it, once and forever.
You have to choose between your
mother and that low-born girl-be-
tween that woman who bore you and
the daughter of Mr.. Dalton. l have
no more to say, except" and she turns
to the beauty with a naughty apology,
Except to apologize to my guests for
this scene. which is disgrace to the
name you bear and the house which
witnesses it." and then, with proud
gesture of the hand as she waved the
subject aside, she takes her candle and
marches proudly out.
Rose Vavasour fingers moment
and then follows, and Vane and Sir
Heron are left alone. At Sir Heron's
announcement Vane Vavasours face
had gone deadly white; but there has
been time to recover himself, and as
the. door closes he rises and approach
es the tall, motionless figure. that, like
some sea-beaten rock, has stood i'm
movable against the storm-tossed
waves. @g II
This is Il bad business, Heron" he
says.
Sir Heron turns to meet him with
something like a start, as if he had
forgotten his existence.
''What? Oh, yes. Thank you; but it
has to be borne Don't let me keep
you up. Goodnight
With all his ncnchalance Vane Vava'
sour is not courageous enough to with
stand this plain dismissal, and with a
shrug of his shoulders he take his
candle and his departure, and Sir
Heron is left alone.
Eane takes his candle and marches
UP the oak stairs. biting his yellow
mustache with unconcealed chagrin.
To reach his own room he has to
pass the door leading to the suite OF
rooms which have been apportioned to
his sister.
He hasitates a moment, then knocks.
A low-voiced Come in" gives him
permission, and, opening the door, he
enters the boudoir.
1t is beautifully furnished room, a
fitting casket for any professional
beauty.
In the center of the room, already
robed in her satin dressing-gown.
stands Rose Vavasour.
AS she see who it is she sinks down
into the DEPTHS of the luxurious otto
man and folds the capacious skirt
around her.
To be Continued.
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