Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1906-01-11


difference to you whether a man were
a duke or not?" he said.
Yes, II would make difference, .
she said in low voice 81 would
rather not make the acquaintance of a
duke, or any one else so far above
me in rank; and there are hundreds
of women who feel the same"
OH" he said, CURLY; Il never
was fortunate enough to meet any.
Seeing that that is your feeling, 1t
was very kind of you to honor me
/ mean my COUSIN he corrected him.
self sharply-"with your friendship,
Miss Leslie" and he smiled.
"An actress" he muttered; "and
yet I'll give her word OF warning,
though she doesn't deserve it."
Did the duke happen to say when
he was coming back, Miss Leslie?'
mo" she said. He said that he
might be two or three days"
7 shouldn't be surprised If Port
maris never saw him again"
He saw Leslie start slightly; then q
faint smile tickered over her face-a
smile Of perfect faith. .Yorke not
come back. She remembered his last
words to her; 81 shall count every
moment while | am away from you
dearest-every moment till am back
with you"
MY cousin Is rather cratic" said
the duke casually, and indifferently
10 MI fa11pVy
natured and the rest of 1t; but-well,
a little ficllle; at least, that's the char,
acter the ladies give him"
"Fickle?" she said, smiling still.
Yes" he said, languidly. Whats
that song in the Grand Duchesse% "A
butterfly fits from flower to flower
one couldn't blame the butterfly, you
know. It Is its nature, to- as Doc
tor Watts says. And, like the but.
terhy, Yorlle is what is called very
susceptible. He is always falling in
love"
She moved slightly, and the smile
died away from her lips; but the clear
gray eyes met his steadily, unfinch.
ingly.
And fortunately, falling out of 1t
again He's like the man In the play
who was in the habit Of proposing to
some woman every day; and If she &C
cepted him he rode off and she saw
him he asked her to be a sister or an
aunt or something of that kind to
him and rode off just as easily"
81 thought you were a friend of the
Duke Of Rothbury, Mr., Temple" she
said In a low voice
The duke flushed.
"Eh? oh, see! You think 1t very
base of me to speak i'll of him behind
his back?"
"That is what | meant" she as
scented, gravely
ooh, but the world wouldn't consider
that had spoken at all i'll of him"
"The world" she said. How
wicked, heartless it must be, this
world of yours, Mr. Temple!"
1T is" he said, CURLY; cas- heart
less as flint"
"Or, as the Duke of Rothbury, If he
were what you have painted him. she
said, very softly.
you don't believe me- them" he |
asked, looking up al her from under
his bent brows.
Not the very least" she said,
actually smiling
"You forget have known him all
his life and that you have only known
him for Ave minutes"
She still smiled.
"But in five minutes one may learn
-" She stopped, and her face flushed,
and the tears rose to her eyes "No,
don't believe TT" she said, her voice
There may be some men
who are false and heartless as you
gay, but not the Duke of Rothbury!"
Don't be so sure of that, Miss
Leslie" he said, with a touch of warn,
Ing in his voice, HE is good fel,
low 4 charming companion, but"
He was stopped by the expression Of
acute pain which shone in her eyes
"Oh, please let us talk of something
alse" she said, quickly, "See, here is
the postman."
II hope he has brought my medt,
cine said the duke.
But the postman, Juggling at his cap,
handed small parcel to Leslie,
For me?" she said, with surprise
why, what can 1t be? Are you sure
It is for me, and not for papa? 1t is
like one of the boxes they sent the
colors in"
"A sample of new scent or pearl
powder" said the duke, leaning back
why should they send It to me-"
she said, laughingly.
She tore off the outer wrapper as
she spoke, and with the pleasant eX-
citement which is always produced by
the receipt of parcel whose contents
are unknown, she opened the little
box.
Tho duke heard an exclamation
rry pf amagempnt OF admiration OF |