Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-02-14

CHAPTER XIX.

be present at the ball by one OF those
lucky chances which favor ardent
lovers
On the morning of the 18th he mad
called at Lord Newalls in state of
desperation which almost prompted
him, in case he should find that that
erratic nobleman had not returned, to
leave polite message to the effect
that Lord Newall must, find some one
else to paint his picture. He had
haunted Moses shop and Harley
street every day, and had worked
himself into a frame of mind which
rendered him nuisance to himself
and to Jack, as that candid friend did
not fail to inform him.
But it is the unexpected which al
ways happens, and to Cyril's inquiry.
us Lord Newall at homer" the foot
man replied in the affirmative.
Lord Newall, little suspecting that
the young artist was Viscount SAINT
leigh, an heir to peerage compared
with which Lord Newall's was mere
mushroom treated Cyril with that mix
ture of cordially and condescengion
which Is so exasperating, and ex-
pressed his desire that Cyril should set
off at once-that Is, the next day, the
15th-for Brittany
II am going there tomorrow, and
shall be glad IL you will accompany
me-" he said.
Cyril felt sorely tempted to decline
the offer and the invitation, but 1t oc-
CURED to him as he hesitated--much
to Lord Newall's Notwithstanding
he could run down to Santleigh and
see Norah before he started; and, full
of his resolve to make himself famous
before he presented himself to the Earl
OF Arrowdale, he signified his accept
ance OF the proposal.
you won't start until the night MAJ,
| suppose?" he said, not quite 80 re-
specially as Lord Newall was accus-
toned to be addressed by his ''inferi-
ors." Because | don't think could
manage 1t II you started any earlier"
Il will go by the night mail, Mr..
Burne.' said his lordship.
ALI right. then, I'll be at the sta
tion-my lord ~
He jumped into hanson, and. dash
ing into Jacks room. Informed him all
in n breath of the arrangement he had
made with Lord Newall. and that he
intended running down to Santleigh
at once.
Cant you writer asked Jack, and
Cyril had colored.
Write? No, YOU know can't. Be
sides, III may be kept over In nat
beastly place for months. What, go
without seeing her? ia rather let the
picture slide.'
Brittany is anything but beastly
place." remarked Jack. with smile.
But GO down and bid your lady.love
adieu, by ali means. You'll lock in
here as you come back?"
Cyril caught train, and arrived at
The Chequers Mt sunset. and consider
ably Hurried Mrs. English by telling
her that he was going to leave The
Chequers the next morning. and de-
manding a clean shirt. hot water, and
his dress clothes
While he was dressing-w which he
did in kind OF mental abstraction.
thinking all the time OF how Norah
would look when he entered the ban.
room-he missed his ring. and on
coming down, asked Mrs. English IL
she had seen 1t.
"A ring, sirg' she eaia, getting fur
ried instantly ooh, dear me sir.
You don't mean to say that you've
lost"
oh, no, never. mind" broke in
Cyril, promptly, II dare say I've left
II somewhere about the rooms. Two
dropped 1t somewhere else: I'm al
WAYS losing something. Don't be
alarmed Mrs. English. but If you End
my mead lying about some day. please
put 1t on the mantel shelf. Don't
worry about the ring" and he hur.
ried out 10 his NY, which he had order
ed as he came through the village and.
was driven away. leaving Mrs. Eng.
lish in nice state of confusion. and
muttering:
Bless me what wild young gen.
tleman he be, But there. he's har.
It's. and he can't help III
Cyril was driven to the park. and
entered the anteroom % the ballroom,
70 leave his dustcoat. and while ne
was being relieved OF il by the foot.
man, peered through the opening into
the big marquee.
II was brilliantly lighted. and looked
indeed like a fairy scene. with its flow.
ers and flags and its myriad of vari-
colored lamps But he could not see
the one person for sight OF whom
his heart ached. Then he entered.
and. looking round with scarcely con.
cealed eagerness. saw her-saw her
dancing with Guilford Berton! She
was smiling at something he was say.
ing. and her loneliness, heightened by
her simple ball dress, bewildered ana
overwhelmed him. To the lover the
beauty OF his mistress is always chang.
ing. intensifying, always sacred mys.
terry and subject for wonderment.