Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-10-08
CHAPTER V.

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 tourne when she had poured \ A out tea. You surely do not intend to nope in that dismal house in Russell square"
 7 "No. shall let that if can.'
 "Oh, you will have no difficulty in doing that People live fin Russell square again now, and try to make one believe that it is fashionable quarter. Your father stayed on there because the carpets fitted the rooms and on ac- count of other ancestral conveniences. He did not live there. He knew noth- ing of his immediate environments He lived Tn Phoenicia."
 Then" continued Guy Oscard, q shall go abroad"
 "Ah! Will you have second cup! Why will you go abroad?''
 Z Guy Oscard paused for a moment. T !. know an old hippopotamus in a certain s African river who has twice upset me. want to go back and shoot him."
 Don't go at once; that would be run ming away from it-not from the hippo potamus- from the inquest. It does not { matter being upset in an African river; . but you must not be upset fin London by-an inquest"
 T did not propose going at once" re- < piled Guy Oscard, with peculiar smile which Lady Cantourne thought she un- derstood. ''It will take me some time to set my affairs in order-the will and { all that''
 Lady Cantourne waited with perfect ly suppressed curiosity. and while she was waiting Millicent Chyne came into ! the room. The girl was dressed with her habitual perfect taste and success, and she came forward with a smile of genuine pleasure, holding out small hand neatly gloved in suede. Her lady ship was looking. not at Millicent, but at Guy Oscard.
 "Ahr' said Miss Chyne. ''It is very good of you to take pity upon two lone females. I was afraid that you had gone on to the wilds of America or somewhere in search of big game. Do vOu kuOW. NIT. OSCdfu' you itS Qs'te . celebrity? I heard you called the big game man the other day; also the travelling fellow" ,.--.
 The specimen smiled happily under this delicate handling.
 MT. Oscard has just been telling me-" interposed Lady Cantourne con versationally, ''that he is thinking of going of to the wilds again."
 Then 1t is very disappointing of him." said MillicenS with Q little droor of the eyelids which went home. I'll seems to be only the uninteresting peo pie who stay at home and live hum. drum lives of enormous duration"
 "He seems to think that his friends are going to cast him off because his poor father died without the assistance of a medical man." continued the old lady meaningly.
 At this moment another visitor was announced and presently made his ap. pearance. He was an old gentleman of no personality whatever, who was nevertheless welcomed effusively be. cause two people in the room had a distinct use for him. Lady Cantourne was exceedingly gracious. She re membered instantly that horticulture was among his somewhat antiquated ccomplishments, and she was imme. diately consumed with desire to show him the conservatory which she had had built outside the drawing room window. She took genuine interest in this abode of flowers and watered the plants herself with much enthu. siasm-when she remembered.
 Added to a number of positive vir- knes the old gentleman possessed that of abstaining from tea, which enabled the two horticulturists to repair to the conservatory at once, leaving the young people alone at the other end of the drawing room.
 Millicent smoothed her gloves with downcast eyes and that demure air by which the talented fair imply the con sciousness of being alone and out of others earshot with an interesting member of the stronger sex.
 Guy sat and watched the suede gloves with q certain sense of placid enjoyment. Then suddenly he spoke, continuing his remarks where they had been broken oil by the advent of the useful old gentleman.
 "You sec" he said. ''i. Is only natural that great many people should give me the cold shoulder. My story was a little lame. There Is no reason why they should believe In me"
 q believe in you" she answered.
 "It was a very unpleasant business. |" he said In a jerky. self conscious voice -I didn't know that was that sort of fellow. The temptation was very great. I nearly gave in and let him jo k. He was a stronger man than l. You know-we did moi get on well to- eether. He always hoped that would turn out a literary sort of fellow. and I suppose he was disappointed tried at one time. but I found it was no good. From indifference It turned al most to hatred He disIiked nc in tensely. and I ann afraid I did not care far him very much
 M1lIcent was listening gravely with out interruptinz-like a man slse had the gift of adapting herseIf to her en- vironments in a marked degree
 And he added eurtly. mo one knows how much I wanted that three tbousaud a year