The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1906-12-07

week dItef ne hau nrst seen the place
"a low-toned melodious voice close
at his elbow said:
Monsieur smiles, Monsieur has
happy things 10 think about"
Basil looked down and saw little
old-fashioned figure, and a pair of
soft eyes.
II am glad to see monsieur smile"
And this time Basil noticed a peculiar
tenderness in the voice L have
watched him every day for a week,
and he has always seemed grave and
absorbed
Quite unconsciously, Basil was
walking along by her side, and now
said
1t is a pretty place for home
One might easily enough dream
away a summers day here"
But we do not dream here, we
work" said the girl smiling.
What do you do?"
I'VE make ribbons-ribbons as
fine as those of Lyons. Does mon
sieur know that he literally STUN
bled over me but yesterday"
Il did not know it. but l ask your
pardon"
"Oh, you need not humiliate your
self before me. | am only Marguer-
lite, the ribbon weaver II it were
Pauline now, she would make a
stately courtesy and say that mon
sieur was forgiven"
And who is Pauline?" said Basil,
amused.
The girls face assumed a puzzled
look
That is not easy 10 say" she re-
piled, in a mysterious low tone. II
sometimes think she is a princess in
disguise, and at other times, when
D am angry because she scolds me,
u say she is only cross old woman
whom some day | shall run away
from. And now must bid monsieur
good day"
Wait" said Basil, hastily. "You
who know the village so we'll should
lbe able to tell me of some hospitable
person who takes lodgers."
Does monsieur wish to stay?
Why, then, Pauline is the very wo-
man who will be pleased to oblige
him. Yonder she lives" And she
nodded a gay good-by and tripped
away. 1t seemed as if the sunshine
had been suddenly withdrawn. Basil
gazed after her a moment, then
crossed the street TO the house In
it was an old woman Teeling silk-a
woefully wrinkled old woman, but
bright and keen as if she were but
twenty. Basil caught the CLEAN of
a glittering jewel upon her bosom.
Monsieur can come. You want
quiet? You shall have it. There is
no one to disturb except my grand
child, Marguerite, a madcap girl
whose acquaintance it will be well to
discourage is you would be quiet"
Louis Duval, Deane's nearest
friend. received two letters one day
in his rich apartments in the great
city. The first was from his law
yer:
Dear Duval: | have been looking
after your affairs, but don't come TO
any positive conclusion. Evidence
tends to show the existence Of the
person TO whom the cOdicil to the will
refers, but she seems to have disap-
peared mysteriously, and as yet |
have found no clue to her where
abouts. You are SO we'll off now, and
so generous, that l suppose YOU
wouldn't break your heart if this new
claimant should appear
Don't. think l should Id gladly
divide the property with any one who
shared my name. And now, Basil
Deane, for YOU
My Dear Louis-Nou never did
kinder thing than when you took my
picture off my hands and sent me
into the country think ! never
lived before. If nothing happens ]
mean TO do something else than
dream henceforth
Il am housed with an old woman
and young girl / have not quite
made out the relation between them
yet, but it is apparently one Of in
terest rather than affection. The old
woman's face is as yellow as the gold
that she loves so well. but her eyes
are as bright as diamonds. And
speaking Of diamonds reminds me OF
a remarkable ornament that she
wears. It is a Greek cross. the arms
studded with glittering stones, pure
and brilliant as stars. ventured TO
make a remark concerning it when
had been there a week.
Those are very fine diamonds of
yours. Mile. Pauline, / said. The
old woman started and l fancied
grew pale.
Diamonds monsieur; you must
be Joking. How should an old woman
like me wear diamonds she said,
sharply.
Your brooch Is an heirloom, I
suppose?'
No, monsieur 7 have no snces-
tors: ] am only one OF the bour-
geoise
For all that said. positively.
those are fne diamonds