Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1906-03-07

M ua. with smile, may | ven1lre
70 offer myself as your instructor in
the art of equestri1nism?
Leola colored
Thank you very much" she said.
slightly embarrassed 1T is very
kind of you, but Mr. Kingsley has I'M
dertaken to make a horsewoman OF
me"
A smile, the reverse of amiable.
crossed Philip Dyce's face.
II think you had better trust your
self 10 me-, he said. u am not
nervous; presence of mind and cour.
age are very necessary qualifications
in riding master"
This insinuated insult Cyril Kings
ley bore unmoved
oh said Leola, lightly, as if the
matter were of little consequence. Il
have full confidence in Mr.. Kingsley. "
That is more than have said
Philip Dyce, in low voice. Trust
yourself TO me, Miss Dale"
But l have promised" said Leola,
laughing.
Philip Dyce smiled softly.
Il dare not tempt lady to break
her plighted word he said, with ap-
parent good humor. Then the mare
will be honored tomorrow"
We'll" said Leola, with all wo-
mans fnesse, and how natural finesse
comes to a woman, Il don't think I
will take liberties with her until
ave learned to keep in the saddle. at
least" and she smiled innocently.
Philip Dyce required all his self
command TO restrain his evil temper.
Then, Kingsley, you must find a
quiet horse for Miss Dale he slid.
escendingly.
Cyril inclined his head without a
word
Are 5oa going back to the Abbey?"
asked Philip Dyce Il have mes
sage for Mrs Wetherell from my sis
ter, and will go back with you, il you
will permit me-"
Leola could not well refuse. she
had no excuse to offer, but she turned
away reluctantly
"Good-morning MI Kingsley" she
said, with soft emphasis on the MT"
Cyril raised his hat.
Philip Dyce threw him a con
descending nod. and Cyril kingsley
watched the two walk away, and
turned of muttering
NO, Mr. Dyce, you are perfectly
welcome to risk your own neck, but
her priceless life! no, not if can pre-
vent it,"
He was still in the midst of the
profound assertion, and was so lost in
refe elton that he ran up Fgainst a
gentleman who was coming round the
stable door
All" said a voice The very man
wanted to see How do you do Mr..
Kingsley" and, looking up, Cyril
saw Lord Beaumont standing before
him and holding out a hand.
Cyril pulled up short and raised his
hat
"Good-moIning, my lord" he said.
No. that won't do" said Lord Beau
mont. his fair face flushed with reso-
luton, and his hand still out-held
THAT won't do, Mr.. Kingsley. You
cur me very cleverly yesterday; bul
you can't do it today'
Il don't know what your lOrdship
means. said Cyril eying him gravely,
"Oh. yes. you do said Lord Beau
mont, smiling. DO you mean 10 tell
me that you begrudge me my miser-
able life, Mr. Kingsley?"
That certainly do not" said Cyril
the first CLEAN of smile in his grave
eyes
Or that YOU regret saving ito" de
manded Lord Beaumont. his hand still
held out as stiffiy and obstinately as a
sienpost,
THAT I do not regret the slight
service was fortunately able to
render your Iordship I am quite GER
tain your lordship is assured Of"
"Pshaw. mani" cried Lord Beau
mont, impatiently. Don't my lord
NE so much You try to conceal if
very pelseveringly, but do you think
that q gentleman doesn't know a gen
rleman when he sees him."
Cyril started imperceptibly and
eyed Lord Beaumont keenly and 50
the TWO Young men stood looking al
each other. The one stalwart ldngly,
and strong: the other so delicate and
highly-cultured; but both gentlemen,
if there is any meaning in that much-
abused word
DO You refuse to take my hand p
said Lord Beaumont, steadily 1T is
unstained. I trust, by dishonor.
OF that ! am quite sure. said
Cyril Kingsley, promptly; but you
forget, Lord Beaumont. or would have
me- forget that you are the heir TO
How,h, and that I am--NIiss Dale's
servant"
You seem particularly fond OF Jha-
wor said Lord Beaumont; not tina
blame you. for yod are right TO be
proud OF being of any service to 90
sweet q creature. But there are SER
wants and servants. Ny dear fellow.
/ know what I am, and know what
you are. 7 am Gerald Beaumont. and
YOU are Cyril Kingsley we are 10 De
friands-frends. be repeated, with
an emphasis.
~rispropord0ned friendships are
miserable thin Is, M lord. said Cyril
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