Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1906-02-02

Inns reaa that advertisement In the Times.
He went back to the breakfast room be-
fore he joined Pauline, read the adver-
| tisement again, and copied unc address
into his note book
If am in the neighborhood with q
rev moments to spare, l may look them
, up and see what it MEANS" he decided.
Then he followed the ladies to the
boudoir. Pauline, still looking unlike her.
self, was sitting with Mrs Seton. Jack
said nothing to them, but went straight
to his work of filling in the invitations
from the list of names given him. Mrs.
Seton left the room after a time; and
Pauline, turning to Jack, put her hand
entreatingly on his arm.
Il know what you are going to ask
me; but | can't talk about it just now
not to-day. will tell you tomorrow,
or the day after; but don't speak of it
now. | ask it as a favor
Jack felt perplexed. He had expected
the moment they were alone together
that she would tell him what had caused
her disquiet. He felt unhappy and wor-
ried, yet he could hardly force her to
speak upon subject that evidently dis
trcssed her.
vi course, l don't want to worry you,
darling" he answered; but l must con-
TESS l am curious, and / shall be glad
when you can tell me all without dis
tressing yourself"
Thank you very much, dear. And
now | want to ask you if there is any
one you would like me to send a card to
for this ball"
Jack flushed as he replied:
Yes; there are two people l should
like you to invite-Mr. Mallett and his
daughter. They are everything desira-
BILE, or l should not suggest it, and the
old gentleman was very kind to me in the
days that are gone"
Was the daughter kind, too, Jack 2"
-playfully.
Again Jack flushed little.
Il think you are a bit of a WITCH"
he said, with laugh. II may as well
tell you, and then there will be no secret
in my past for you to find out by and
by. Yes, she was kind to me, and once
thought liked her well enough to
make her my wife; but that was before
l met you, you sirenr'
you don't think so now?'
If l did, should 1 be here?"
The rain continued to pour down
steadily, and the scratch, scratch of the
busy pens went on without interruption.
Pauline finished her list first, and sat
back in her chair, with a thoughtful.
chastened look on her face which was
strangely unlike her usual imperious air.
Jack noted it. and thought her more
beautiful, if that were possible, although
he wondered what had brought about so
great a change. He felt a forewarning
hpf 10 Vrroy IL
that would darken the whole heavens
AT last!' he exclaimed, as he threw
down his pen.
You have. been a good boy" Pauline
said, with smile 1--WE could not have
finished them to-day without your help"
$50 shall lose him, after all, if can
not satisfactorily explain this mornings
fright" she reflected, alone in her dress
ing room. He will not allow a secret be-
tween us. What can l do2 If l con-
coct lie to account for it, there may
be an advertisement in to-morFow's pa
per that will expose it. Who can want
to ind Godfrey Mailing after allowing
me undisputed possession for the last six
years? If they find him, they will tell
ell, and he will claim his inheritance:
they cannot want him for anything else
l must discover how much they know, or
how can l fight them? l can't trust
another; | must do it myself" and, with
these thoughts running through her mind,
she crossed to the BELL which Babette
promptly answered. "Babette, l want
to run up to London this afternoon, and
/ don't want the whole house to know
about it."
Babette's eyes flashed with a quick
glance of intelligence; but her lids droop-
ed Instantly. and she answered, meekly:
Certainly, mademoiselle."
IF the people see the brougham leav-
ing the house, it will set them wonder
ing; so l want you to run down to the
village during luncheon and bring back
one of the public flies from the inn there.
Tell the man to drive to the stable yard
in fact you can come back in it; and
let 1t be there by quarter past three. "
Very good, mademoisele."
Babette's face cleaned with mruel de-
light behind Pauline's back as she left
the room.
80 you think you have only to go to
Messieurs DAVIS & Rayen and show your
pretty face, and maybe a ten-pound note
or so, and they will tell you all about
Wv PSASNAA NAAO SSAb IASAl1 Lhdl duNSIllSS-
ment! But you do not outwit a French
woman so simply, my good friend! Mr..
DAVIS is quite prepared to receive you
with pOliteness, and to tell you that he
really knows nothing more than that his
client, whom he is not at liberty to name,
is anxious to obtain the address of the
present Sir Geoffrey;" and the girl
chuckled grimly as she went along. THAT
old DAVIS will hardly risk losing his
share of the plumber, even to oblige a
| sweet. so handsome so soft-vniced q lady