The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1907-02-15


knew good man from a bad one. And
she never liked nor trusted Ferdinand Hor-
ley. His face haunted her with its weak.
shifty expression and eyes That never looked
AS the travellers elected to reach London
on the same day, and chose the same train
thing but that the young fellow would
eschew the smoking carriage and beg per.
mission to seat himself in the compartment
with Mrs. Molyneux and her pretty daugh-
ter. So when the terminus was reached
very unpleasant surprise was in store ior
Ferdinand Horley. and one that made him
clench his hands for second and gnash MS
teeth with rage. For no sooner did the
train empty itself of its passengers than
Ferdinand perceived his cousin Julian with
two ladies in tow-one elderly, the other
the pretty Fedore, whom he had long Sc
crety worshipped.
Now, what ON earth were they doing in
London? And why must they choose this
very time. when he most wanted his cousin
all to himself? 1t seemed. after all as IL
woman was going to complicate things.
Yet he was thoroughly master OF MIN
self in a moment. and advanced with smli-
ing face to greet the arrivals.
what a charming SURPRISE he said, as
he shook hands with the ladies'. Julian
you humbug! 1 know now why you were
anxious to exchange country existence tor
town one !!
He looked longingly into Fedore's beau
tful face, with its piquant expression. he
had never seen her look so supremacy nap
py And there was a little lingering over
the farewells between the young people that
made him feel downright savage. Inc
brougham was waiting for Mrs Molyneux
and her daughter. But Julian insisted Oh
seeing them into 1t. oo.,,,
Remember, we expect you on the Z6th
she said. Then she waved her hand, and
the ladies drove away. -,
When they we're gone Julian saw to MS
own luggage, and when Ferdinand was seat
ed with him in the hanson he turned to
him and wrung his hand in gratitude.
Good old chap to ask me up ne saiu
ting tapsa' good good time, too The Moiyneuxs-"
He stopped short. There was look up
on his Cousins face he did not understand
1t was almost scornful.
to stay with me, haven't you? But you
seemed to be making arrangements WIFI
out any reference to that .,o oe.b
Mrs. Molyneux has asked us both. They
have a kids party on, and promisedE.,n
"oh, well, we won't quarrel over tnas
exclaimed his cousin pleasantly. wei
dine together quietly, you and ana tnen
we'll put in an appearance at the kid
party" ,,. ., o,o,ah
in the few minutes he had spent in MS
cousins company to know that something
allied Ferdinand. Perhaps the poor cnap
was hard up. He must get him 10 con-
AIDE in him Perhaps he could do some
thing for him. 1t was deuced hard lines 10
be hard up, especially when one was not
used to it.
Clara Stiles was surprised beyond meas
ure when she was told there would De no
work for her. that evening she scarcely Ssy
credited her father when he informed ner
the restaurant would be closed to the pubic
ali day. Only two visitors would dine there
in the evening. and they were MI Ire, Ferdi-
Clara pursed up her lips ominously: Sne
hated Mr.. Ferdinand Horley. He had tried
to trife with her; once he had met ner
Aor
even dared to kiss her. She had wiped
away the insult with as sound box upon
the ear as the situation allowed; BUT tne
matter ranked in her mind. years ago.
her father had been butler and valet to MI.
Ferdinand's uncle She supposed Mr. Julian
was the heir 4; but what sort OF man ne
cousin Ferdinand she could only guess at.
She was sorry for him, II he were nice
young fellow IL not, it did not matter;
Permission was given to Clara to pay ner
friends visit that evening. but it was
permission of which she was not able 10
avail herself; for terrible headache at
lacking her. she was only the aO room over the
dining apartment, and for long time she
lost all consciousness. -.
She did not know that her father with
his own hands laid the little table for
| dinner for the two guests, drawing It into
| the cosy corner sheltered. by large folding
screen from the rest of the room.
Here, with a bright FIRE burning. the
flames lighting up the rudy tint OF tne
good old claret put to warm by the Ienuer
| the wax candles sending a soft, mellow
| light upon the silver and flowers decorating
the dinner-table. was veritable paradise
when the wind was bitterly coia ou'siue'
| and snow already beginning to fall.
So thought Julian Horley when ne
stepped into it In company with his cousin
| Ferdinand. The latter was paler tnan usual
| and seemed a trihe nervous. A.,
TITS an out-of-the-way place, old TEL
low" he said In apology. as they were com
| ing along in the hanson. But you re-
| rnemher stiles? He's started the restau-
| rant. and for the sake Of old times l give
| him turn when / can. Anyhow, II
better than anything my old landiady couio
w Julian, with his heart in rSPtSrop9 US