Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-06-13

have said"
NO" said NorahI Il am not lady
Anything. | am simply Norah Aoc ::
fern
1t was day of surprises, bat this
statement. delivered in her cain.
sweet voice startled the two men
pretty considerably. Cyril got hold
of her hands again, and looked ND AT
her almost in fright. Goddesses do
not lose their senses, or else he might
have thought
Jack was the first to speak
What do You say. Lady Norah %
he said gravely. for he saw that some
thing was coming.
1T is true, she replied. looking
from one to the other. Il am not
Lady Norah, the daughter Of the Earl
/, of Arrowdzle, but the daughter of the
countess companion, Catherine" Hef
! lips trembEed. and she lowered ner
eyes 'Tll-IfI try and tell you" she
went ON, bravely. "You-you mast
neither of yon speak until have fiu-
'ished, for my head and she put her
beautiful hand TO her forehead. is
whirling."
Cyril holding her hand, and Jack
leaning against the window with his
arms folded, she told the story and
produced the certificates.
Cyril could scarcely keep silent I'M
til sine had concluded, then he broke
out:
ut is false. Ncrah! It is pure in
.venticn concocted to suit some pur-
pose Of Guilford Berton's. He is
scoundrel."
He is a scoundrel, without doubt
said the grave voice Of Jack Wesley.
''But | think his story is true
Il don't believe" broke in Cyril.
TN the first place went on Jack,
very quietly and gently "he would not
have dared to eoncoct it, much less to
forge these copies. He is too clever
for that! You see. lawyers clerk
couid satisfy himself as to their genu-
ineness BY snst taking journey to
Plymouth Aknd these other places,
and examining the registers
Which may have been tempered
WITH said Cyril
Jack Wesley smiled.
Il am sorry to dispel delusion
which has been of vast service to nov
ellsts; you can't tamper with registers
nowadays They keep a correct copy
at Somerset House"
Cyrirs face fell.
NO! The story is true, and as
LADY, mean Miss Woodfern says
she is no longer
Which doesn't matter in the slight
est exclaimed Cyril, his face flush
ing. As it happens. | have story
to tell He stopped suddenly to
utter an exclamation of surprise and
pain. for Jack had administered to him |
a decidedly sharp kick upon the ankle /,
"Eh? WHAT'S Then, catching the
expression of warning in Jacks eyes, !
he colored still more furiously, and
the direction of his words |
But won't trouble you with that
now, dearest. What if it is true, this
this revelation? 1t doesn't matter
to yon-nor me, Norah ~
ITO me-no!" she smiled, through :
her tears.
And as for me Fm-yss, don't BE
angry, dearest,-I am glad, Do You
our talk in the woods? I
Do you remember my saying that /
wished you weren't peers daugh-
Il remember every word she an
swered, shyly, her eyes dwelling upon
him with as much of worship in them
as a woman ever permits her eyes to
reveal
We'll, then. am happy now.' he
sad brightly. You see.'' and he
I'm so confoundedly proud
Jack Wesley. with his back turned
10 them, grinned,
And | might now and then have
thought that you had thrown yourself
away. and that you regretted it, /
now
You can both revel in poverty to-
gether," remarked Jack. blandly.
Ex-exactly" retorted Cyril. out i
with rather a guilty air; we can face
the world hand in hand, and
BE happy ever afterwards said
Jack.
Don't mind him. dearest" sail
Cyril. 1T is only his way; you'll get
used to 1t. And now for bit Z
good news, We shan't be so very
poor after all Thanks to Jack. here.
who pretends to be bear. but is re.
ally as soft--as soft"
AS an imbecile, Z put in Jack. in
low voice
I've got enough work to last for
for
"Your life." growled Jack. knowing
now very little more work would be
done.
Cyril laughed.
Il cant get word in" he said.
But no matter. And now dearest--'
And now what about LADY, scs
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