Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1906-10-20

Really 1t is much the same thing,
though-both are bad. But what about
Grant-what am to tell him? Must l
say that his appeal has been in vain;
that you are annoyed beyond measure by
his presumption"
No; tell him that THAT l am very
sorry; but-no, l am afraid that that
will not do" faltered Phyllis, with
panied look in her eyes. "He-how trou-
blesome it isl | shall have to see him,
suppose. l should not mind going TO
him so much,' she added, drawing a deep
sigh. ''iust for ten minutes, if--what time
is it now2" Sir Ughtred pulled out his
watch and held it out for her inspection.
Yes, a quarter past II! Thank you
very much Well, would you mind fol-
lowing at twenty five minutes past
twenty-five minutes exactly? Not a sec
ond later; and then" she explained, with
another and deeper sigh, our interview
can be brought to an end"
Sir Ughtred appeared slightly taken
aback
In ten minutes! Do you mean to say
am to come and interrupt your"
YES, viii you? l shall be so very
grateful if you will. You see, it would be
so dreadful; should have no chance of
bringing the interview to a close, and /
| could not possibly stand him for longer
than few Minutes she concluded, in
such emphatic tones that for the in
slant even Sir Uphtred was convinced. i,
! And yet he muttered to himself, as
ne stood watching with smile upon his
/ bps the rapidly retreating figure of Phyl7
rs AelVerton, as she moved down the
garden path, who in the name of all that
Is wonderful ever heard of guardian
playing the part of gooseberry in his
wards love atfairs"
Nhereupon Sir Ughtred turned sudden
| ly upon his heel, and, as if something in
his thoughts were not altogether agree
able to him, he raised his stick and
switched impatiently at clump of inno-
cent daisies.
In spite of his evident annoyance. how
/ ever. the barOnet was true to his promise,
and the hand of his watch was lust point
! ing to the half hour when he reached the
morning room door, and, with a little
warning rattle turned the handle
| If he had expected to interrupt any
thing but the most ordinary of scenes he
was mistaken. Phyllis had established
herself in a low chair quite at the oppo-
site side of the hearth to where the in
valid was lying upon the most comfort
able of touches; and though, of course,
| that premonitory rattle might possibly
have been the cause of it, an altogether
chilling silence reigned in the room.
1t was not until Phyllis had suddenly
! bethought herself that she had left Bene-
dict hunting for rabbits in the garden
and, eagerly awaiting herself of the ex-
cuse, had started off in search of him,
that Capt. Grant attempted to speak.
well, Wharf, it is no use, l am
afraid" he murmured, letting his head
sink back YEARLY amongst the cushions.
There never was more unlucky beggar
on the face of the earth than EVERY
thing is dead against me-"
"Why, what has been happening,
now" Sir Ughtred walked slowly up to
the fireplace and glanced questioningly
towards the speaker. HALF an hour ago
| understand that to be allowed two mo-
ments' conversation with my ward was
the one aim and object of your existence
at the present moment"
Capt. Grant groaned.
eyes, and so 1t was. It is only because
| was born with Il wooden ladle in my
mouth instead of the traditional silver
! spoon that am so confoundedly unlucl1y.
/ 1t is all very well, Wharf, but it makes a
| fellow ten times more determined when
girl is so-well, to put it mildly-per-
verse. l never met any one like Phyllis
Yelverton before"
And that is one of the reasons why
you admire her, SUPPOSE"
II suppose it must be. Certainly the
more often she refuses me, the more re-
solved | seem to be to gain her consent"
Sir Ughtred gave a low whistle of as
ptonishment.
"Then she has refused you'll" he said
Refused me? Great heavens, yes, half
IA dozen times, at the least" There was
tone of reckless despair in Grants
voice Before the death of her father it
had become quite a monthly-or, at any
rate, quarterly affair. Unfortunately /
was abroad when the squire died, or !
might possibly have succeeded at last,
! for, realizing that she was left alone In
the world and almost penniless, Miss
Yelverton would no doubt have been only
too thankful to accept my repeated of
fers.
TO BE CONTINUED.