Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1906-12-19
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saw Cyril with handkerchief in his
hand
I've dropped my handkerchief,
said Lady Ferndale, and she laughed.
1T is fortunate thing it is mine, in.
stead of yours. or he would have
thought"
Cyril was up to them by this time,
and stood bareheaded, the handker-
chief extended.
Eyes, it is mine" Sid Lady Fern
dale. ooh, thank you so much. /
am sorry you shoG' have had so much
trouble"
cit was no trou ble," he said, in his
frank, musical voice, which, evidently
pleased her ladyship, for she smiled
upon him graciously
Introduce him, dear," she said, in
q low voice, as she put the handker-
chief the carriage basket.
Norah bent forward and made the
introduction not blushing now. but
with that sweet gravity which Lady
Ferndale had noticed and been so
quick 10 admire.
Cyril bowed, and waited to be ad-
dressed.
Lady Norah tells me you are paint
ing some views in Santleigh, Mr..
Burne," said Lady Ferndale. Il hope
you will not be too exclusive, and that
you will not altogether neglect the
rest of the locality. Santleigh doesn't
monopolize all the picturesque; we
have got some Of it at Ferndale.'
He looked at her, with the pleasant
smile in his handsome eyes.
Dare take that as a permission %
he said
"Oh, yes" replied Lady Ferndale,
In her open-hearted way. Lord Fern
dale win be delighted II you will paint
where you please. He is almost an
artist himself"
Il am very fortunate" he said.
It was Just the kind Of response
to gain Lady Ferndale's heart, and
she gave little nod of approval
We'll. think you aca, to have such
a lovely profession, and such lovely
places for it," she said. Good even
ing"
Cyril paused moment to set rein
straight that had got crooked, then
lifted his hat and stood back AS he
did so, he raised his eyes and looked
at Norah for moment-not with the
bold stare Of the ill7bred, but with a
respectful glance-which she respond
ed to with slight bow, and the car
riage drove on.
Il daresay you think me a very &c
centric person. to ask you to introduce
me TO man who is almost a stranger
to you. my dear" she said, with a
smile.
Was it stranger"
Well. 1t was little: but then, you
see, | knew that H. was a gentleman. Fl
Why. yes!" said Norah. below her
breath.
Yes; at my age, one is never de
ceived. One look is enough; and II
his face had not proclaimed him, ais
voice would nave done so. But l sup
pose it was wrong. My husband is al
ways seolding me for what he calls
my precipitancy. You mustn't follow
my example, but rather take warning
by ME"
Very we'll" assented Norah, laugh.
ingIy
MOI"
Mo-" asked Norah.
4 beg your pardon, my dear; I was
thinking aloud" explained Lady Fern
dale. Il had an idea that had met
your Mr. Cyril Burne before
My MIR. Cyril Burne,"
We'll, he's s1ore yours than mine. ,
retorted Lady Ferndale, nalvely.
But 1t was mistake. / don't re.
member him. and I'm good at remem-
bering faces; and yet his seemed IA
miliar to me-"
Perhaps you met him In London. "a
suggested Norah.
Perhaps, but don't think so.
Have you made any other acquaInt-
ances?" she asked.
Norah told her of the bachelor din
ner party on the night Of her arrival.
And have seen Mr.. GuiMord Der.
ton SINCE" she said.
She said nothing Of the scene be-
TWEEN him and Cyril Burne Some
how 1t seemed to her as ~ she had
had no right to witness II, md there.
fore to speak OF t.
''Heml Mr.. Guilford Berton," salA
Lady Ferndale. pursuing her lips; "and
how did he strike you, dear?"
Il was not very favorably impressed
with him
Thanks laughed Lady Fern
dale; Il agree with you. Nj Gull
ford Berton is not a favorite Of mine
and whene ver l see him. always won
der why on earth your father makes
so intimate a friend of him. And
yet it seems so unjust to express any
opinion that's at all adverse. because
Mr.. Gui ford Berton never does any
thing that one can complain Of And
really. | ought not to prejudice yor
against him, for you will be sure tt
see a great deal of him..
SO they talked. the elder lady A.
delighted with Norah as Norah wa,
with her, and after time they reach
ed a rambling Queen Anne mansio,
in red brick. looking, as Moral
fhoupbt Ike a r,frtpro re Nrs1l,;.