Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1905-04-06


Il hope they didn't get wet" says
Rose Vavasour, with the most elabo-
rate and unmeaning politeness.
Not very much says Sir Heron.
Has Miss Dalton quite recovered"
asks Vane, stroking his mustache,
but with the same hooking smile.
quite, thanks says Sir Heron
Lady Letchford looks up. Why the
thanks" Why should he, Heron
thank Vane for inquiring after this
girl?
quite an abrupt termination. muir.
murs Rose Vavasour.
Abrupt, butts not too soon" say
Lady Letchford. friGidly. 81 am not
weak minded woman, but another
half-hour Of the torture would have
driven me to an Illness"
Trying kind Of individual" drawls
Vanc. languidly but with his half
closed eyes full on Heron, who stands
silently statuesque by the fire.
"The man" says Lady Letchford
rs worse than the girls. and that is
saying a great deal. 1t has never
been my misfortune to meet with the
new kind Of paryenu, but can quite
indorse all that is said OF them II
Mr.--Mr Dalton--is that the name, or
is 1t Dorkins?"
Dalton Is right" says Vane.
IF Mr.. Dalton is a fair specimen of
the kind IT men who force themselves
into society by virtue Of their newly
gotten wealth. | can quite indorse all
that Is said in their dispraise. do
not remember ever meeting with a
more insufferable person"
Still Sir Heron remains silent.
Are you not little too hard dear
Lady I.etchford?" murmured Rose
Nayasour, from her soft. What dill
YOU expect"
Lady Letchford stiffens herself until
the black satin crinkles.
Expect, | expected that the man
would at least know the ordinary rules
Of society and would follow them, but
-' and she raises her scent-bottle
to her nose in eloquent conclusion.
you don't learn manners in the
city" says Vane. Seemed to me that
the man wasn't bad sort OF speci-
men of that kind of animal. I've seen
worse at city dinners. you know.
Il trust 1t may never be my fate to
see anything half so bad" says Lady
l.etchford, grimly They are near
uh nT n HnI II nj
and | have done my duty in making
heir acquaintance, but"-and she
looks up at Sir Heron--"but trust |
that the mountaineering will end
here"
Eth, the girls are not 50 bad" says |
Vane, condescendingly
A sudden flush passes over Sir
IlerOn's tanned face, but he still keeps
silence.
Il m ght be worse"
1t Is possible" says Lady Letch.
ford, sCornfully. But we have passed
through the ordeal and we need not
prolong it by discussing 1t II YOU
are ready, Rose.
quite ready" says the beauty; and
she arises and comes into the fire
light
Lady Ietchford arises sliitly, but Is |
arrested by Il movement Of Sir Heron, |
white hand.
One moment he says.
Lady Letchford sinks back and
looks up at him; Rose Vayasour turns
her blue eyes up to his tace with
weet serious attention.
In case" he says, with smile !
hat is rs sardouic Us trown on an
other mans face "in case YOU should
feel disposed to renew this sort of
criticism in my hearing had better
tell you that | have asked Miss Dial
ON to be my wife!"
Lady Letchford does nor utter a cry
If dismay or despair. Violent express
sins OF emotion are strictly forbidden
by the rules of etiquette on which her
life is framed but her white face and
stony eyes are more significant than
any cutlery.
Sir Heron looks at her, then turns
MS eyes, WIN the SAME SdluoHlC slhl''
in them, ON Nane and Rose.
Vane meets his gaze with a well-bred
stare Of surprise; Rose Rose merely
smiles, and It is her smile Of pity and
contempt which touches him most
severely.
"Heron!" eNclaims Lady I.etehtord,
finding her voice at last and using it ms
II she were sinking into the tomb
Heron"
Wei" he says. Are YOU surprised?
Did YOU think | had taken vows of
celebraoy? Can you not find words
strong enough to congratulate me,
Rose"
The beauty turns to him with a
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