The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1907-02-24

place in conversations. In real life,
under strong emotion, things arc said
broketly that often have neither gram
mar, rhyme nor reason. This man cer-
tainly never, meant to make love to
this girl out of clear sky, But his
voice, his face, his manner, were all
those Of a lovel such as Posey had
not known In her, brief experienced.
And the worst of It was, the same un-
accountable unbidden feeling Of de-
light again rushed over her that she
had felt for him upon the ship. 1t
seemed sufficient for him to be near
her for that to tingle in her veins!
She thought he was the brightest, no.
blest object her eyes had ever rested
upon, not a mere faulty man localized.
In plain words, "tho old. old story was
told again In the garden of Rcine dcs
Fees!
But Posey had gained in self-con-
troll since her experience Of tho world.
She checked tho radiant return move
ment toward Clandonald, who, also
pulling himself together, guilty arose
and stood at some distance away from
her. holding his hat like shy school,
boy, without saying another word
I'm not crying she remarked,
somewhat untruthfully I'm only
thinking over sad sort of talk I've
Just had with my friend, Miss Car
stairs. who's staying with me. e you
know. She told me, by the way, you'd
been so nice to her on the journey, and
SO had NJ do Mariol We were sorry
to miss you yesterday, and aro looking
forward to the dinner this evening. I
didn't think you would call again to-
day.
Neither did T." he said, but when
1t came to waiting for my nunt's dinner
hour l had to. I hope you won't mind
my taking the short cut to Paradise.
without ringing at your front door,
1t got me here the sooner, see? And
as my aunt had happened to let fall
that you always came to the orange
walk about this time, ventured upon
the liberty. But didn't dare expect
such good luck MS finding you quite
alone"
Helen has Just left me-" sho an
swered, a little confused by his ardent
gaze. II can see that it astonished
you to find me so much grander than I
was. But for me, Tn already used to
it. Oil! DO you know, I had the great
est satisfaction yesterday. That Mrs.
/ Vercker, who snubbed me so on the
ship, you remember, and that stuffed
image Of Mr.. Brownlow, were both
lunching at the Gold Club, at table
by themselves: and seeing us with
some people they thought worth while,
came up and spoke'to me-. almost hum
bly!" Il H. IS
How did you treat them in return
IT said, oh! really. Are you In
Cannes?' And then the Grand Duke
asked me some question, and I turned
| away to him. If the Grand Duke hadn't
happened to be there 1t would have
| been no fun at ALL You see how wick.
| ed and worldly I have grown. Their
i Mr.. Brownow asked ,if he might cal
| at Villa des Fees. and I said wo were
J so much engaged we hadn't any day
at home. Mrs Vereker Is dying tc
know Lady Campstown, who doesn'
care whether she meets a leader in New
! York or leader in Allison's Cross
Roads 1 won't ask you to tell me
about your travels. for darling Lad,
Campstown has read me every linz
| of your late letters. and even some
| you stroked the crew OF that splendi,
boat-race at college, and when you sho
! the lion on tho Upper Nile, and wha
! you ate in South Africa. After m,
talks with her this winter used t
go home thinking you certainly tn
biggest and greatest and brnvest per
son in the world"
Her girlish ralllery seemed to hir
the most delicious sfooling. Hertosse
his hat anu stick Into the flower3borde
1 behind them. and dropped a gain apo
the bench beside cher; Beside the coo
green shadw OF their3 yerdurou s51iicht
! the sunshine seemed toa.ie on. the mar
bic paySment beyond. Like "a 9 slab 0
i gold, the mad wind whfst1ing outsid
harmless. And neither noticed tina
i Mrs. Darien. who had been stnndin
dark with menace. still as Fate. in tn
4 shrubbery at their rear. had leane
over and possessed herself Of the dan
gerous N1akila stick.
i A few moments later, Glynn, ;wher
he sat down in the lowor garden, hear
Posey scream once then asilence.
He sprnng up and flow up to the spc
whence the$sound issued, some under
gardeners reaching lt3at the Same tim
They found Miss Winstanley upon he
feet. with horror in her eyes, Lor
Clandonald endeavoring to llft frol
the ground tho form of senselcss VIC
/ man. his right arm hanging felpies
an ugly bleeding wound upon hi
brow. q
q "1t's all right" he exclaimed to thel
grimly This person nttnckcd Mis-
Winstanley, and 7 caught the blow
that's ALL"
I ooh! John, John, how thankful I a,
to SEQ you!" cried Posey' Help Lor
Clandonald, please; he Is badly hur