Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1907-02-21

seen Lady Norah, Lady FerndaIe?
IL want TO beg a dance"
ooh, I'm so sorry said Lady rera
dale. ~She was tired It has been a
long day, ana she has been so coed in
helping us, She has One into the
house. and TO bed, | hope: but | anl
really sorry that you should miss
your dance"
Cyril stared at her for a momeaf
aghast, then in a bewildered kind II
way he made for the cloakroom. and
got his hat and coat, and went into
the open air
There he stood with his hands
thrust into his pockets, staring vacant
ly at the stars.
Norah gomez The last chance Of
seeing her and speaking to her lost
And he was going away perhaps for
months. And there was no way of
communicating with herl
Go, Leave her with nothing to
take with m but the remembrance
of her strange, inexplicable coldness,
Not he. Lord Newall and his pic
ture might go hang, Then he thought
of his high resolve, of the chance
which luck had given him, of what
Jack would say, of what Norah her
self would say if he let it slip; and
he groaned
Was there no way of letting aer
know where he was going and why.
no way of telling her how cruelty she
had made him suffer that night, and
begging her for an explanation?
Even as he asked himself the ques-
ton he saw Becca South coming from
the tent.
She was wrapped in shawl, and
was evidently going home in company
with some of the girls Of the village
who were with her.
Her presence naturally supplied
him with an idea. She had carried a
message for him once; she should do
SO again.
Joining the group, he went up to
her, and, touching her arm, wais-
pered her name.
She started. and turned her face to
him, and its pallor struck him as it
had done when he had run against
her on his way from the supper room,
sCome with me minute, Becca, .
he said In whisper.
She did not hesitate for a second,
but, obeying him as if he had a right
to command, took her arm from that
of the girl next to her, and said, Go
on, Emily; I'll catch up to you Iii.
rectly."
The girl, indeed the whole of the
little group. looked at her and at Cy-
ril, and the one she had addressed az
Emily giggled knowingly, and whis-
pered something which made the rest
laugh as they looked ever their Shout.
| ders
Cyril was half dozen yards in the
darkness. Becca following. Then he
stopped
"Becca," he said, will you do some
thing for me?"
She nodded. her black eyes fixed
upon his face.
That's a good GIRL he said. a
want you to take a letter to"-he fa,
tered for moment--''to Lady Moran
Becca nodded silent again.
II wanted to say something to
her. said Cyril, but could not get q
chance tonight. Will you give her a
note from me: give it to her when
you are alone with her? You took a
message from me once, you know
Il know. Give me the letter, Mr.
Burne."
1T isn't written yet, Becca, and
where am to get--Wa;ti" He hunt
ed his pockets and found an old let
ter. Come this way" he said
quickly.
Becca followed him to the edge o.
the shrubbery, and, kneeling down
Cyri, spread out the half sheet of PIT
per on his hat.
Now take this matchbox and ignt
match-one after the other: keep
them going till I've finished There
a good girl, Becca,' he said
She struck wax match, and held il
close to the paper, and lit others in
succession as he wrote the following
II have been absent on important
business. | could not come to you /
could not write. Are you angry he
cause of my absence? | have done
nothing to deserve your coldness To-
morrow-today--f must leave England.
| may be away months. | cannot
leave you without a word begging
! you to tell me why you have treated
me so cruelty, Norah! Have you
forgotten in short fortnight all that
has passed between us? Write ME a
line, and at once, to Lorient. Brit.
tany.' | shall know no happiness UNI
til | hear from you. till know that
you still love me,
Cyril
There. You will give it to her,
WIT AIM rrrr -n