Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1907-01-30

expect LORD NeWaII 10 move II oFSi
here; or do you expect it?"
Cyril sat astrfde chair in front Of
Jacks and leaned his chin on hi;
arms.
"In Brittany" he repeated How
long will it take me?"
Not being an artist-thank mere:
full Heayen!-can't say" replied JACK
What on earth can it matter to you
how long it takes your"
1T does matter" said Cyril gravy
Cyril rose and began to pace the
room. To leave Santleigh and go tc
Brittany; TO leave Norah for weeks
perhaps months
What ails you, man? But hear Inc
out It is not only the money-and
suppose that is not wholly matter Of
Indifference to your"
Don't be angry with me, Jack!'
Tn not angry only surprised
thought you would ding up your nat
order round champagne, and behave
yourself in your usual imbecile fash
ion when luck comes your way. But
to proceed, It is nc. only the money
though that is fair sum enough, but
there is something else hanging u
it, the something you and l are Al
ways elamoring and whining for
Fame
Newail wants you to paint this
other picture and make it a companion
to The Silver Stream, and intends
calling it The Golden Sands. Ori i
nal idea, isn't it?' and he laughed
cynically. But it's the sort Of thing
the public like And he means to ex-
hibit them in that new gallery ne and
his fellow cranks-I beg your pardon,
connoisseurs-ar are getting up. Seer
Yes"
I'm glad you do. A word from
Newall. the mere fact that he has
taken you in hand and bought your
pictures, will make you. Cyril Burne
will be the artist of the coming SEA-
son, and" He laughed.
Jack, it is you who have worked
this"
Bah! I L.erely suggested 1t to
Newall.'
Il knew IL, and what must you think
Of me when Won see me hesitating.
But, Jack-no, I'm not going to thank
you! Sit still-but, Jack, If YOU
knew ALL
Go on. 1t was Disraeli who said
that adventures we're to the advaa-
furious, and never knew a man more
adventurous than yourself. What
have you been doing now?"
Jack" said Cyril, I've seen her"
Allow me to remark, my dear Cyr il
that her is rather indefinite. Oh, |
beg your pardon; remember. Y "
are abiding to the young lady whom
you saw going in at the park gates 1T
Santleigh, and whose voice you mis-.
took for mine on the terrace that
night, George, it's a mercy we
weren't shot. expect / shall ind
myself landed some day with six
months hard labor as penalty for
being Il. Dad company, yours, to-wlt.
But tne yong lady. You've seen aer
you say? I suppose you have nung
about the ducal--was the swell a ouke
or an earl? Oh, I remember, an ear.
Lord Arrowdale-I suppose you have
lain in wait for the lady, or did you
serenade her in the troubadour fash
ion2 You would make a capital troub-
adour, Cyril I often think that the
stage has lost an ornament in y,u.
yours is just the figure for the typical
melodramatic lover, and your volc.--
but beg your pardon. you are dying
to tell he all about the latest GOD.
dess. How many times have you
been in love, Cyril?"
Yes. you are right, Jack, am in
love. told you so the night you left
Santleigh. and spoke the truth"
He got up and resumed his pacing,
and Jack Wesley threw him the to-
bacco pouch
Have the goodness TO smoke" he
said, then you'll sit down. perhaps. |
don't wish to appear inhospitable, b,.t
| should like to remark that my car.
pets won't stand much of that PRONE
nading"
Jack, you may laugh at me-" lac
said. Il fought hard against it after
you left, but II was no use. | went
into the woods the next day to work
honestly-but I thought of her al
the time, and 10 and behold she
came"
'Mesmeric influence" muttered
Jack Wesley. cynically.
Before she appeared, fellow. a
Mr.. Berton, had ridden up and warned
me off, none toe pleasantly. for Tres
passing, and we wore in the middle OF
a row think he wanted to strike me
badly; he's got bad temper. poor
man! She appeared
Like an angel with a harp and an
olive branch, typical OF the peace
maker Go on; I'll use it for my
neXt story"
The man went on AMI got her
Heaven knows how,--to stop. II
pus the dog she had with her into he
sketch, aud-we talked"
The dog and you?"
Jack, canno describe her.
Good Heavens, ny dear fellow
don't attempt it,
she the most beautiful girl ]
ever saw; there is nothing in the CAT
.er> shat would do her justice. But il
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