Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-10-09

ed in two months, and each time you do the trip you will reduce your time." Yes"
 "Of course,' Durnovo went on, with the details which he knew were music in Oscard's ears-"of course we shall be clumsy party going up. We shall have heavy loads of provisions, am intuition and seeds for cultivating the land up there"
 Yes" replied Gay Oscard absently. In his ears there rang already the steady plash of tho paddle, the weird melancholy song of the boatmaa. the music of the wind amid the forest trees.
 Durn0vo rore brlskly.
 Then" hc saiG, you will join us? I may telegraph out to Meredith that you will join us?"
 .'Yes," replied Oscard simply. You may to that"
 There $ no ume to be lost" Dur novo went on. "Every moment wasted adds to the risk of our being super. seded. sail for Ioango in fortnight. Will you come with meg' "Yes."
 When Durnovo had gone Guy sat down and wrote to Lady Cantourne ac- cepting her invitation to spend few days at Cantourne Place, on the Solent. He explained that his visit would be in the nature of a farewell, as he was about to leave for Africa for little big | game hunting.
 Miss Millicent Chyne was walking on the sea wall at the end of the garden with Guy Oscard. One of the neces- sary acquirements of modern educa- tional outfit is the power of looking perfectly at home in score of differ ent costumes during the year, and. needless to say, Miss Chyne was per fectly finished In this art. The manner in which she wore her sailor hat, her blue serge and her neat brown shoes conveyed to the onlooker, and especial ly the male of that species i've cannot I in conscience call them observers), the impression that she was yachts woman born and bred. Her delicate complexion was enhanced by the faint est suspicion of sunburn and few ex- ceedingly becoming freckles. There was freedom in her movements which had not been observed in London draw ing rooms. This was Dinna-like and in perfect keeping with the dainty sailor outfit; moreover, nine men out of ten would fail to attribute the difference to sundry cunning strings within the Lon tion) skirt. li..s..,'4
 "It Is sad." MillIcent was saying. ''to think that we shall have no more chances of sailing. The wind has quite dropped, that horrid tide is running, and this is your last day"
 She ended with little laugh, know. ing full well that there was little senti. ment in the big man by her side.
 Really" she went on, 'I think should be able to manage boat in time, don't you think so? Please en' courage me. I am sure have tried to learn"
 'T do not know If you have learned mnch," he answered: but have"
 What have you learned?" she asked lr, a low voice, half fascinated by the
 danger into which she knew that she was running.
 "That I love you" he answered, standing squarely In front of her and announcing the fact with deliberate honesty which was mther startling
 "1 was not sure of 1t before. so stayed away from you for three weeks
 but now know for certain" "Oh, you mustn't say thatr'
 She rose hastily and turned ava!
 from him. There was in her heart :
 sudden feeling of regret. It was th' ,J feeling that the kcenest sportsman , sometimes has when some majestic ] monarch of the forest falls before hi |. merciless rifle-a sudden passing desir' : that It might be uadoue. "why not?" he asked. He was dcs
 perntely ia earnest. and that whicl : made him q good sporfsman--au un
 matched big game hunter. calm ant self possessed in any strsit-gave hin n strange delIberafion pow. which Nil : llcent Chyrs could not understsnd
 Why notY
 . q do not know = because yo' mustn't And In her heart she wspted him ( Ay it again.
 "I am not ashamed of it," be said ! and do not see why should not sa. 1t to you-or to any enc e,se. so far c inst goes"
 ' "So. ncvery, she cried. really fright ened. "To me it does not matter s much. But to no one else-no. never Aunt Marian must not know :t-nor Sl John"
 T cannot see that it Is any bushes
 of Sir Johns. Of course. Lady Car 1. tourne would have liked you to marr . title: but If you cared for me sh ! would be ready to listen to reasen-"
 In which judgment of the good lad be was no doubt right. especially
 reason spoke with the voice of fs.oo |, per annum-
 |. "Do you care for meT be askeS |, coming a little closer.
 There vas-a whole world of grsti1e T vanity and ungrstIfed curiosity fc her In the presence of this strong ma at her elbow. It was one Of the s' presne trfu.npsls Of her life. bccause !