Los Angeles herald., 1906-08-05

I the doorway It was five o'clock in the after
noon He was watching a cloud of dust that 9
departing coach had left in its wake. AS he
turned to re-enter the inn, he glanced in the op
posite direction Another cloud of dust arrested
his attention. Evidently there were other travel
ers on the road He withdrew into the inn, and
watched for the newcomers from the inn win
dows Sir George Chesborough hung out Of the
coach and shouted to the landlord before the
horses came to a standstill. Whereupon Cary
hurried upstairs and held rapid conversation
with somebody between the chink of an open
bedroom door.
He then walked boldly downstairs. His start
of surprise on seeing Sir George and Mr. Gas
cogne in the hall deceived them completely.
"Ha! There you are, sir. Caught nicely ex
claimed his uncle, springine forward with up
raised riding whip.
Cary flung up his head
"Would you strike me- Uncle?" he said, while
Gascoigne seized his arm, exclaiming:
"Nay no blows. IL we have caught them, alls
we'll" In his heart he would have preferred
Cary as a son-n-law, but he dared not show this
Cary followed the men into the inn paror with
an air of great detection.
"Where is the baggage| exclaimed GriSeps
father.
Upstairs, sir" replied the disappointed bride
groom; not attempting to misunderstood There
was no coach to 90 on in yet. We to rest
for half an hour while one was borrowed, and
meantime the lady was resting. Indeed | had
looked forward to a meal"
Meal" snorted Sir George. Resting, for
sooth; then you'll take your meal with us and
your resting in the coach. Sir" turning to Gas.
coicne, ''Will you not bid your daughter descend
and greet us?'
Mr. Gascoigne asked the landlord to send for
his daughter.
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and il indeed she was to be taken home again,
she begged his permission for half an hours rest,
as the road was rough and she was weary from
the iolting The request reasonable enough,
besides the horses needed breathing time, as
there were no more to be had-at least, so the
landlord said. The men sat, gloomy trio, while
thirty minutes slowly licked away.
When the coach was again at the door, sob
bing figure in a beaver-colored cloak and hood
came down the stairs and flung itself into Mr..
Gascognes arms. The sight of her woe made
, him pat her shoulder, saying, "There there,
come home my girl and I'll forgive you" Her
face was hidden partly by the pocket-handker-
chief, into which she furtively sobbed, but still
more by the ample hood of her cloak. So Sir
George Chesborough's scowling face was quite
lost to her Mr. Gascoigne slipped an arm round
her as they sat side by side in the coach, while
Cary sat sulenly by his uncle.
| So they drove back over the ground both
parties had traversed earlier in the day.
At the first halting place it had become neces-
sary that they should change horses, and as they
alighted the girl caught Cary's arm and said
something in under.one.
"Eh, what?" cried Mr.. Gascoigne, turning
sharply
Nothing, sir" replied demure voice from
the hood It was strangely familiar, yet it was
not that of his daughter but surely the sobs had
been hers Whom had he embraced and for
given? He seized the girl by the shoulders ano
dragged her in to the lighted hall.
Betty, by all the powers!" he exclaimed, al
most hinging her from him.
"What, sir have you eloped with the serving
maid?" cried Sir George, with whitening scorn,
turning to his nephew
81 ask your pardon, Uncle, but I have not
eloped at ALL replied Cary, looking into the lat
ter's scornfu face.
"Ihen what have you done? Why are we
here?" cried his Uncle
where is Grizel?" exclaimed her bewildered
father
Il hoped that she reached Gretna an hour ago,
and is happy bride by now" replied Cary, with
an effrontery which dsarmed the two men.
bride? Whose brde?" they exclaimed.
miles Holyoakes," said Cary quietly. HE
Joined us on the way, and he and Grlzel drove
off from the inn just you came up"