Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1906-12-27
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less to try and recall his words. g
Don't speak to me yet! You arr
angry, offended | have behave,
badly! | ought not to have said it.
But
A sound broke the silence OF tht
night. 1t was the opening of the grea
door. He stopped, and Norah, witt
a start, looked toward the house
Two figures stood plainly revealed
aginst the light in the hail.
Cyril raised his head and passed
his hand over his forehead.
Lady Norah, don't cast me off UNI
vi you have seen me, heard. ne
He could say no more.
They bad gone up the steps, and
stood before the earl and Guilford Ber-
ton
Guilford Berton darted dark look
from under his brows at each of them
In turn, then dropped his eyes ana
stood with tightly-drawn lips in sin
lister silence. The earl regarded them
with naughty surprise on his cold
face, and in tone of ice, disregard
ing his daughters presnce, said:
'Mr. Burne! To what do owe the
pleasure of this visit?''
"Papa!' she said, hurriedly, there
has been an ACCIDENT Lady Fern
dale's horses ran away. and the car
riage was upset, and Mr.. Burne--"
she stopped moment for breath, 'Mr
Burne stopped the horses at great
peril"
The earl calmly took her hand and
removed it from his arm.
Excuse me-" he said, coldly. "Do
| understand that Mr. Burne has rea.
dered you a sefvice?"
Yes. yes" she said, "Mr. Burne
stopped the horses--the two great
horses--think, papal-and +" her voice
grew lower, and was meant for his
ear alone. 'and he is hurti"
THAT Mr.. Burne is hurt very
much regret" he said, stimy, "and
trust that the injury is not serious
one. Where did you--er-ieave the
carriage; | do not see it,"
"The carriage Is wreck, papa. We
left It in the lane.
And you have taxed Mr.. Burne's
kindness to the extent of accompany
ing you home!" said the earl. in a
tone Of rebuke intended as much for
Cyril rs for herself why did you
not send one of the servants here for
a earrlage?"
Il did not think--there was no
time! oh, papa, are you not going to
thank him for all he has done?r
Il trust Mr.. Burne will do me the
justice to acknowledge that have at
tempted to thank him in my poor
way"
No thanks are needed, my lord"
said Cyril, quietly. Il am afraid
Lady Norah puts far too high value
on the poor service | was fortunate
to render hen. | was lucky enough to
be passing at the moment of the &c.
cident, that is all. | trust Lady Norah
is not hurt. 1t was | who should
have thought Of sending for a car.
riago, but there were difficulties In the
way. | sent one man with the horses
and the other was left with the car.
riage. | wish you goodnight, my
lord. Goodnight, Lady Norah" and
he raised his hat.
Norah stood, her face white and red
by turns; her fathers ooldness and
hauteur filled her with shame: she
was tingling from head to foot.
Papa, papa!" she murmured, al,
most piteously
win you not step in. Mr.. Burne,"
said the earl.
No, thank you, my lord"
Thank YOU, thank you, thank you,"
she said slowly, her large eyes fun OF
emotion, as II she meant to make IN
Tor her fathers shortcomings
Cyril took her hand and pressed II.
and with bow that included the earl
and Guilford Berton turned and went
down the steps. The great door
closed behind him. He walked down
the drNe nearly to the lodge, then
stopped suddenly and sat down.
He had ignored and made light of
MS hurts while Norah had been with
him, but now the pain in his arm was
so acute that he felt giddy and sick
from It.
lie leaned against the smooth-shav.
EN- bank of turf, and tried to feel the
injured limb, but he could scarcely
bear the touch OF his own fingers.
Was hs going to be idiot enough 60
SAINT he thought? Angry at the idea
ne struggled to his feet. thinking he
would reach the lodge and ask for a
glass of water; but the lodge and the
trees and the sky executed a peculiar
KIND OF dance before his eve. and he,
fell back on the bank.
He had lain there in delicious I'm.
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