The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1906-02-08

tuluh you udy feLlfe now, SAD
Mr.. CareWe sharply
She rose from the steps, went to the
door, then turned at the threshold
''Were all your friends here papa?"
DO you think that every ninny who
gabbled in my house last night was my
friend?' he said angrily. There was
one friend of mine, Mrs. Tanberry, who
wasn't here because she is out Of town,
but do not imagine that you are in
curing about women. You mean was
every unmarried male idiot who could
afford a swallowtailed coat and a clean
pair of gloves cavorting about the
place? Yes, miss, they were all here
except two, and one Of those is a fool,
the other a knave."
Cant l know the fool?" she asked
eagerly.
Il rejoice to find them so rare in your
experience!' he retorted. This one is
out Of town, though I have no doubt
you will see him sufficiently often when
he returns. His name is Crailey Gray,
and he is to marry Fanchon Bareaud-
if he remembersv'
"And the knave?"
us one" CareWe shut his teeth with
a venomous snap, and his whole face
Redeemed suddenly. 'I'll mention this
fellow once-now,' he said, speaking
each word with emphasis His name
is Vanrevel. You see that gate, you
see the line Of my property there. The
man himself as we'll as every other per-
son in the town remembers we'll that
the last time spoke to him it was to
tell him that if he ever set foot on
ground Of mine I'd shoot him down,
and he knows, and they ell know,
shall keep my word! Elsewhere I told
him that for the sake Of public peace
should ignore him. do. You will see
him everywhere, but it will not be diff
ficult. No one will have the hardwood
to present him to my daughter. The
quarrel between u.s. Mr.. Carewe
broke off for a moment, his hands
clinching the arms of his chair, while
he swallowed with difficulty, as though
he choked upon some acrid bolus, and
he was so strongly agitated by his own
mention of his enemy that he controlled
himself by a painful effort Of his will.
THE quarrel between us is political
and personal. You will remember"
II shall remember" she answered in
rather frightened voice.
It was long before she fell asleep. II
alone must hover about the gates or
steal into your garden like thief,' the
incroyable had said. ''The last time
spoke to him it was to tell him that if
he ever set foot on ground of mine I'd
shoot him DOWN. had been her fathers
declaration. And Mr. Carewe had spo-
ken with the most undeniable air Of
meaning what he said. Yet she knew
that the incroyable would come again.
Also, with hot cheeks pressed into
her pillow, Miss Betty had identified
the young man in the white hat, that
dark person whose hand she had far
too impetuously seized in both Of hers.
Aha! 1t was this gentleman who look
ed into peoples eyes and stammered so
sincerely over a pretty speech that you
almost believed him; it was he who
was to marry Fanchon Bareaud, IF he
remembers" No wonder Fanchon had
been in such hurry to get him away.
IF he remembersr' Such was that
young mans character, was it? Miss
Carewe laughed aloud to her pillow,
for was one to guess the reason also
of his not having come to her ball?
Had the poor man been commanded. to
be tout of town?"
Then, remembering the piquant and
generous face of Fanchon, Betty clinch-
ed her fingers tightly and crushed the
imp who had suggested the unworthy
thought. crushed him to a wretched
pulp and threw him out Of the window.
He Immediately sneaked in by the
back way, for, in spite of her victory,
she still felt little sorry for poor
FanchOn.