The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1907-03-21
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CHAPTER VI
By EFFIE a. ROWLANDS


some of her parochial ministcrings.
What is wrong with her?' she asked
DIR. Sentance. anxiously. as she met him
riding homeward.
Il confess she puzzles me-" he answer
ed. Il sounded the heart tbs morning.
and, except for extremely weak action,
can trace no definite signs of a malady."
L think / will go on to Dinglewood
and see her. Mrs. Thorngate said to
herself, as she was alone again. Con-
stance Fraser and she were warm friends.
L want to see how that child is getting
ON. tco."
She was just passing her own gate as
she thought of this, and was suddenly
astonished by being confronted by a
young man, who proceeded to fold his
arms about her and kiss her cheek most
heartily.
well, Aunt Agatha, here I am once
again, you see," said soft, singularly
pleasant voice.
Beverley. my lear boy! How you
startled mel Oh, DEAR" and poor Mrs
Thorngate fairly gasped for breath.
Poor Aunt Agatha What shame !,
1 am awfully sorry, dear. 1 thought you
saw me. Cone In and sit down, you
GEAR old thing Where's Uncle Guar
Mrs Thorngate allowed herself to be
led ur to the rectory by the strong arm.
Her surprise was vanishing and only
pleasure remained. Beverley come home
once again. She could scarcely believe
1t Beverley, that dear, handsome, scape-
grace son of her dead and gone, yet still
beloved sister, Margaret. Mrs Thorn
gates child-bereft heart CLING to this
youns man with the tena-ry of an ivy
plant He was, after her husband. her
cearest and most treasured possession on
earth. Once inside the coy dining room
she embraced him warmly.
Let me look at you, darling, she
sad. holding him of at arms length and
feasting her eyes on his extremely hand
some face, with its dark orbs. olive skin,
clear-cut features and short-cropped
beard "Oh, my dear! I am glad to
see you once more. You Dad creature,
never TO have written me line all these
months And now you want something
TO eat, and there is nothing decent in the
house,
You will sit down and take your ease.
l have already ransacked the larder. and
with very good results YoIr cold beef
was beyond reproach, my fear aunt
Mrs. Thorngate laughed.
How good it is to see you in your
old chair" she said, tenderly- How l
wish Gus was at home
He will be back in a few Gays. l sup
pose? Beverley Rochfort observed cas-
ually. after having learned the reason
of his uncle being away. To an onlooker
il might easily have been perceived that
the young man had no very great regret
In the rector's absence: but Mrs Thorn
gate did not observe it,
And now you will make up your mind
10 stay with us, will you not, my dearest?
j can assure you we are MT very dull
down here, now; we have the Duchess OF
Marlborough, with the Marquis of Iverne,
and Lord John Glendurwood al Craig
lands. The Frasers are at Dinglewood;
the Everests settled in Glas.on for the
hunting; no end of smart people one
wa and another"
strobed his short, silky 5eard- Since
necessity wodld force him 20 make the
rectory his headquarters for at least
some few months. be was not at all
averse to hearing his aunt's Lews-
Il am not surprised they should come
here: it is a good country. l don't
know a better, and have Travelled
through a good many in my Tine l sup
pose 1 can get a sort of mount in either
Giaston or MontberryY
mo need to go so far" smiled Mrs.
Ihorngate Your uncle has two hunt
ers in the stables, and he Will BE inf
nitely obliged to any one who will give
them a little exercise, more especially
as he cannot be here to use them himself.
Would you like to go and nave look at
them, my dear bog? You will End Pot
ter still in the stables; in fact, very
little is changed in the year and a half
you have been away"
Il don't mind if do. But where are
you of tot"
Mrs Thorngate explained her reasons
for going to Dinglewood.
II think I viii leave the horses. and
accompany you," he said; 1t is just as
we'll to resume acquaintance ship with the
folk around
And so. chatting lahguidly in his soft,
musical voice, Beverley Rochfort walked
through the muddy lanes TO CInglewoosi.
He remembered he had made a distinct
impi ession on Sheila Fraser when he met
her before, and, although he lad no def
mite plans in his mind, he felt he should
be wise to renew the friendship with this
extremely wealthy young woman.
He let Mrs. Thorngate's CHEEKY tongue
sun on, and was not very ,omm unicatiye
bout himself
Just back from the Cape" he OBJ
served. when his aunt pinned him on
tb,s point. -and an uncomfortable time
have had of it. Gold mines, indeed
More like treadmills. Never worked so
hard in my life, and nothing for it ?,
He laughed softly Aunt Agatha. /
have come home with empty pockets :"
A slight shade passed over Mrs. Thorn
gate face.
.sWe must not let that last, Beverley.n
she replied; then a little more hurriedly.
you still have your small income. of
- am sorry to say. dear aunt, that
mr. income is a thing Of he past. /
realized the capital when / was in Eng
land before. / had absolute peed of the
and there was nothing else to do.
/ thought I told you of this"
Mrs. Th0rngate uttered quiet 'No.
dear. You did not" and somehow the
lane grew misty before aer. She recall
ed bow hard her sister had struggled to
Keep this small amount of money safe
for her boy. Beverley's Indifferent tone
Jared on her little. hut she was too
fond of him to let that last
You must have a chat with Gus when
be comes back, and until then, dear, look
upon me as your banker" she said. gent
y.
"Dear Aunt Agatha 70 Beverley muir
nured. pressing her hand. His gratitude
was entirely assumed, since he had set
He'd this arrangement in his mind before
,e left Port Elizabeth; but Mrs. Thorn
"a. never doubted it for a moment
You will be a rich man some day.
Beverley, you are so clever. Brains like
Torrs always succeed"
They certainly have served very
veil so far agreed Mr.. Rochforf- There
vas a curious smile on his face as he
'ecalied how often his brains had carried
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