New-York tribune., 1906-07-15

when David looked at her her ewes fell
They are all kind enough at first, no doubt.
and their kindness ends here, where the grass
grows and the winds moan all night Gwen
DO not know who or what you are sir" she
added, with that puzzling sharpness. "or
what your motive may be: but-what have
you done with my sisters papers?"
Papers?" said David You SUNRISE me
Are there any papers of your sisters in the lat7"
ohe looked keenly at him. with evelids
low lowered seeking to read e his mind as though it
was an open book. " Who knows?" said she
lie recalled his harmless conversational
dodge with Dibbin He could have smiled
at the thought but he only answered, Surely
all her papers have been removed"
keenlv gam y''s mn
" Certainly, have seen no papers!" he
Wen, You seem honest"
" hope so"
If you did happen to find any papers in
the fat they would not be your property.
would thew"
OF course not.
What would YOU do with them7"
/ would give them to YOU"
God grant that you are honestl" she
sighed But how would you find me?"
II You give me your name and address,
My name IS Violet Mordaunt" she said
rapidly, as II venturing against some feeling
OF rashneSs " Ny home IS at Rigsworth in
Warwickshire, near Kenilworth; but am for
the present IN London, at"
Before she could mention her London
address, they were both aware that a third
person was with them. The light carpet of
snow would not have deadened the new
comers approach to David's ears were 1t not
that he was so absorbed IN the words the looks.
the merest gestures OF his companion David
heard the girl say. oh, Mr van Hupfedti''
a2d a man walked past him to the grave with
lifted hat. The man aad Violet Mordauut
shook hands. 1t was now getting dark but
David could see that the newcomer was an
uncommonly handsome person, turned out
with taultess elegance from his glossy beaver
to the tip OF his UeyH9 boots; of dark sallOw
SKIN, and black mustache as daintily curled
as those nustaches which one sees IN the cos
tuners windows. David stepped back little.
and stood awkwardly Beside this West End
dandy he felt that he was somewhat of a
rough rider, and, ike most Young men lowered
with both BRAIN and sinew, he fancied that
worne7 inclined more readily to the trinity
dre5- ed ? p.lJay OF society. Yet Violet Nor
daunt seemed anything but pleased at the
interruption
" / am come TO look for you by the request
" 1t was feared that you might be here, and l
am 10 take you home, if you will do me the
honor to come IN my carriage -
But | ought not to be tracked" said
Violet, with the quick petulance which already
was music for David
itS4N - bllC 1e4tSAlJIl Ol tea ana dinner,
remarked NJ. van Hupfeldt " If lady will not
eat, she must expect to be plagued.
" l prefer to walk home"
" That couldn't be done, it is too far, said
van Hupfeldt oh, come, comei" he went
on pleadingly. with fond gaze into her eyes.
A minute afterward they left the grave to-
gether. Van Hupfeldt, as he passed David on
the path. frowned momentarily; Viol ct slightly
inclined her head.
Three yards away after they had passed
David something fell from Violet-a card
whether by accident or design David did not
know but the thought that it might be by
design sent a thrill through his frame. He
picked It up 1t had on it the address of a
clearinghouse IN Portchester Gardens
He was yet tingling with the hope OF meeting
her again when a custodian approached.
Must shut the gates, sir he said.
And the clang of iron brought David back
70 the roadway and reality once more.
To be continued nen Sunday