The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1906-03-08

You've promised EanchOn never to
go again, AID you're afraid Miss Betty
will see or hear us and tell her you
were there
II don't know Miss Carewe.'',
''Then you needn't fear. Besides,
she'll be out when we come and asleep
when we go. She will never know
we've been in the house,"
''That has nothing to do with it,"
said Crailey impatiently. and he was
the more earnest because he remember
ed the dangerous geography Of the Ca
rewe house, which made it impossible
for any one to leave the cupola room
except by the long hall which passed
certain doors. Il will not go, and,
what's more, 1 promised Fanchon I'd
try to keep you out of it hereafter
Lord, but we're virtuousv' laughed
the incredulous Jefferson. ''I'll come
for you at quarter to 81
; Il will not go, tell you"
Jefferson roared Eyes, you will
You couldn't keep from it if you triedp'
And he took himself off, laughing VIC
lently, again promising to call for Graf
ley on his way to the tryst and leaving
him still warmly protesting that it
would be a great folly for either Of
them to go.
Crailey looked after the lads long.
thin figure with an expression as near
anger as he ever wore Hell co." he
said to himself
EAr6- ho- - S4t
I'll go with him, but only to try to
bring him away early-that is, as early
as it's safe to be sure that they are
asleep downstairs. And I won't play.
No, III not play; I'll not play
He went out Of the hotel by side
door. Some distance up the street
Bareaud was still to be seen, lounging
homeward in the pleasant afternoon
sunshine. He stopped on corner and
serenely poured another quinine pow
der into himself and threw the paper to
a couple of pigs that looked up from
the gutter maliciously.
"Confound him!' said Crailey, laugh
ing ruefully. HE makes me a mis-
sionary-for I'll keep my word to Fan
chon in that, at least! I'll look after
Jefferson tonight. All, Knight as we'll
be old Tom Vanrevel, indeedv'
Meanwhile Mr.. Carewe had taken
possession of his own again. His
daughter ran to the door to meet him.
She was trembling a little and, blush
Ing and smiling, held out both her
hands to him, SO that Mrs. Tanberry
vowed this was the loveliest creature in
the world. and the kindest.
Mr.. Carewe bowed slightly, as to an
acquaintance, and disregarded the ex-
tended hands
At that the blush faded from Miss
Betty's cheeks, she trembled no more,
and salutation as icy as her fathers
was returned to him. He bent his heavy
brows upon her and shot black glance
her way, being, Of course, Immediately
enraged by her reflection Of his own
manner, but he did not speak to her.
Nor did he once address her during
the evening meal, preferring to honor
Mrs. Tanberry with his conversation,
to that diplomatic lady's secret anger,
but outward amusement She cheerful
~ neglected to answer him at times,
having not the slightest awe of him,
and turned to the girl instead: indeed,
she was only prevented from rating
him soundly at his own table by the
fear that she might make the situation
more difficult for her young charge. AS
soon as it was possible she made her
escape with Miss Betty, and they drove
away in the twilight to pay visits of
duty, leaving Mr. Carewe frownins at
his coffee on the veranda.
When they came home three hours
later Miss Betty noticed that a fringe
of illumination bordered each of the
heavily curtained windows in the Gu
pola, and she uttered an exclamation.
for she had never known that room to
be lighted
"Look!' she cried, touching Mrs.
Tanberry's arm, as the horses trotted
through the gates under drizzle of
rain. II thought the room in the cupola
was empty. It's always locked, and
when came from ST. Mary's he told
me that old furniture was stored
there
Mrs. Tanberry was grateful for the
darkness. He may have gone there to
read she. answered in 4 queer voice.
Let us go quietly to bed, child, SO as
not to disturb him.
Betty had as little desire to disturb
her father as she had to see him; there
fore she obeyed her friends Injunction
and went to her room on tiptoe. The
house was very silent as she lit the
candles on her bureau Outside the
gentle drizzle and the soothing tinkle
from the caves were the only sounds.
Within there was but the faint rustic
of garments from Mrs. Tanberry's
room. Presently the latter ceased to be
heard, and a wooden moan of protest
from the four poster upon which the
good lady repOsed announced that she
had drawn the curtains and wooed the
rulers Of Nod
Although it was one of those nights
Of which they say, 1T is a good night
to Sleep" Miss Betty was not drowsv.