Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1907-12-24

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do better"
Beauty" repeated Vincent, in 6
stifed voice: "how do you know tha
she is a beauty?'
"As a child, she was one. 1t Is safe
to infer that she has not greatly
changed"
Deuce take you, Basil! What righ
have you, anyway, to interfere betwix
mistress. You have been no sort Of 6
guardian to her-never looked aftel
: her half decently. She has brother
,Of course, he Is her natural protector
:, and If he doesn't complain, you neet
not. What legal right have you ovel
herr"
None whatever!" replied Hawk
stone, coldly. You advance an argu-
ment that I cannot refute. Without
doubt her brother is the person to look
latter her. l should not dream Of dis
putting his authority. Heaven knows
II do not care to meddle in any woman's
love affairs You adore her. 1 dare
lsay?"
Yes, by my soul, do!" answered
Vincent Hawkstone, hoarsely.
And she adores you?" with n shrue
of his broad shoulders.
I'VE will not talk about that" said
: Vincent, drawing his breath hard. "In
view Of the change which l contem-
plate, both in morals and other things
Prince Lucifer, fancied you might be
glad to extend me helping hand"
Very WE'LL" assented Hawkstone, in
a bored tone, II will see what can be
done for you. l will also instruct my
lawyer to furnish Miss Raveneps dot
Perhaps I ought to run down to Tenn
pest Island, before I go abroad again
and take one look at my daughter
There is no telling when 1 may return
to America
Vincent grew pale with alarm. Now
would his bold, bad plans miscarry
surely,
You go down to the island!" he
sneered Il thought nothing could
tempt you to revisit the scene of your
matrimonial infelicities. Bee is grow
ing up, happy and contented. She gets
on very we'll without you-has forgot
ten, in fact, that she has parent
Your appearance at Tempest Hall
would cause as great a sensation as
lyour fathers ghost"
Hawkstones cold face grew sombre,
Poor little Bee!" he said, sadly. ut
is but natural that she should cease to
remember the father who has lived
lafar from her so long. I surely have
no hankering for Tempest Island, or
lanything upon it, You may conduct
your affairs without any meddling of
mine, Vincent OF course, wish you
JOY. See that you make Miss Ravenel
a good husband"
They had come to a great, open
square, twinkling with many lights,
and resounding with music. In the
centre of the place an immense tent
was pitched, fianked by others OF
smaller dimensions, and surrounded by
a multitude Of noisy hawkers, sight
seers, and pestiferous small boys.
"By Jove!" cried Vincent, with sud-
den excitement. there's something to
see here, Prince Lucifer-let's go in"
Whats to see?" demanded Hawk
stone, in a disgusted tone-a circus
tent vas always an offense to his eyes.
"Oh. Egyptian jugglers and Arab
d, ,rvishes-perhaps you may recognize
them as some of your Cairo friends.
| Come along, old fellow! AS we'll i'aSs
an hour here as elsewhere. You can't
go back to New York till ten o'clock,
you know"
They passed through the opening In
the canvas walls, and found them
selves in an immense tent, brilliantly
Lighted. and resounding with a band
of many and vastly echoing pieces
The nights performance had just COM
menced as the two Hawkstones enter
led. Tiers Of seats, reaching almost to
the canvas roof, were literally packed
with people. Only two or three chairs
on the platform, reserved for the swell
lelement Of the multitude, remained un-
Occupied. To these the pair made their
way. and Vincent Hawkstone, who
was we'll known at Whithaven, imme-
diately found himself in a circle OF
friends.
"Deuced vulgar place-a circus!
ntrn0 c
Vincent's law partner; but that little
lequestrienne, Mademoiselle Zephyr
will richly repay you for any contain
ination with the great unwashed-eh
colonel?"
"She will, indeed" answered the
person addressed-a man Of distin-
guished appearance, who had bald
spot on his crown, and wore a dia-
mond-pin in his shirtfront. Little
Zephyr is a blazing beauty-a genuine
Circe. She has only to smile once upon
a man, and he is her slave for life
jDo YOU see that fellow in the front
row ?"-directing attention to a young
man with a Spanish cast of face, who
occupied a chair little in advance OF
Basil Hawkstone. He was in evening
dress, and held an immense bouquet
of hothouse exotics in his hand.
Looks no end Of a swell" muttereo
Vincent Hawkstone; who may ne
be-"
"A southerner from Louisiana an
swered Colonel Latimer. land the pri-
vate secretary and presumptive heir OF
some rich New Yorker. His name Is
. Ravenel, and he's awfully far gone or
little Zephyr-quite off his head, in
fact. Gossip says his employer will be
sure to throw him out, neck and heels
if he gets wind of this affair damour
but the youngster is too infatuated tc
think of dollars and cents now"
For the first time since his unlucky
, marriage Basil HawkstOne was inside
a circus tent He wondered at his owr
stupidity in following Vincent to such
a place The talk Of the others drifted