Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-01-03

4 Oh IL DelOTe, the TeuleIuUTdilCe Vi u'r
fathers anger, and the words he had
4 spoken. He had forbidden her to
continue knowing Cyril Burne; he had
heard something What was it that
he had heard? Whatever it was, he
must have heard it from Guilford Ber-
ton; and as Norah thought of him
she shuddered family with absolute
dislike He had stood there by the
door, saying nothing, with his dark
face sombre and sinister
| Why should he have spoken falsely
of Cyril Burne-for that he had
spoken falsely she was as certain as
that she sat there, with Cyrils kiss
burning on her hand.
What should she do? Cyril when
he had told her that he loved her, had
asked her not to be angry, but to
wait. He would speak to her again
The warm color suffused her neck
and face at the thought. Should she
listen to him? Could she disobey her
| father?
The door opened and Hartman came
in, and as she proceeded to undrcss
her mistress she cast anxious chances
at her. At last she said, as If she
could not help herself
ooh. my lady, | hope you are not
hurt"
NO" said Norah, for she was lost
In thought-half delicious. half pain
full. you heard of the accident?"
Yes, my lady" replied Hartman.
zone Of the grooms was up in the vii
lage and brought down word" and
she touched Norah gently and care
fully, as IL she expected every mo-
ment TO feel her vince
No, am not even scratched but
might have beea, hurt If it had not
been for She stopped; she
could not speak Cyril's name.
| Eyes, | know, my lady" said Har-
man, warmly. John says that the
gentleman risked his life almost and
1t was a wonder he wasn't killed.
"Tell-tell me what they say"
Hartman gave the account she had
heard from the groom, and dwelt upon
Cyrifs courage as only woman can
and Norah listened with bent head,
seeming scarcely to breathe.
Hartman went at last but Norah
lstill sat in the low chair thinking.
dwelling with joy that was almost
painful in its intensity upon every
word he had spoken; going back to
the first night she had heard his voice
on the terrace, the night he had adj
dressed her, all unconscious that she
was near in words of passionate lovs.
AT last she went to bed, but ii was
hours before she slept; ard in her
dreams he still bent over her his
handsome face all anxious and trca-
bed on her account--on hers!
When she awoke the next morning
II was with the consciousness that
some one was In the room, and rais-
ing herself on her elbow she saw
Becca South standing beside the bed.
and looking down at her with Pc
culiar expression in her black eyes.
Then she remembered that she had
not locked her door last night.
I've come 60 help YOU" she said.
"Auntie's got che of her bad head.
aches. and can't move this morning
/ She's very sorry she says. and begs
/ your ladyship will overlook It."
oh, poor Harman!" said Noraa.
lsympathetically Il am so sorry,
Please so and tell her that she must
not think of getting up. and not 10
trouble about me In the least"
While Becca was gone Norah got
mp and found bottle of eau de Co
logae.
Take this and battle her forehead.
Beca," she said. "and tel, her on no
account to trouble about me-"
Becca went again and returned
smelling strongly Of the scent. She
had poured half of II on her own
Handkerchief,
You are very early this morning :"
Norah said, as the girl brushed out
her hair Did YOU sleep in the house
idSt AiSHNs
No. my lady replied Becca.
dropping her eyes from the glass In
which she had been comparing
Noras's face with her own. No.
went home. And found him in the
avenue" she added, in low voice.
Norah looked up with start.
There was No other "hin,.- In -h.s
world for her that morning but
Cyril.
Him, Whom?" she asked.
The painter gentleman. MIR.
Burne." said Becca. with nod. as If
Norah ought to have understood.
"lle was very bad"
"Ba69" she oehoed. family.
Yes said Becca taking long
trcss in her hand and holding II up to
the light but keeping her eyes fixed
on Norah's pale face reflected in the