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


But Ncrah shook her head as she
tried to thank him.
IL must go to hotel" she said,
faintly, Can YOU tell me-
Your ladysbip's house in Parh
lane" ventured the old man rather
surprised.
Norah's face crimsoned, and then
went pale. She was no longer Your
ladyship," and she had no house in
Park Lane or elsewhere.
IL should prefer hotel.'' she
fatered.
Yes, my lady, and a quiet one.
There is one near here-it's not very
fashionable, but it is quieter and moe
suited for a lady alone But perhaps
your ladyship is meeting some one
No" said poor Norah, q I'm quite
alone"
Then Godfrey's might suit my lady:
IL in Winchester street. III tell tas
cabman. and I'll do myself the honor
of calling tomorrow. in case | snouId
be of any service. | may hear fro1l
Mr.. Petnerick tonight. Indeed" he
added, as he saw the perplexity did
not disappear from her face, 'if yolr
ladyship will not think me presumia g,
| will accompany you"
Norah accepted the offer gratefully
and he rode with her to the qniet
street and Old not leave her until he
n Oh mr.
pre- ssed upon the landlady the i'm
portance of her guest Then, with re-
iterated offers of his services, he went,
and Norah was left alone. They got
her some tea, and she went and sat
beside the window. and looked out with
eyes that saw nothing She was too
tired to even think. and in a half-con-
scious, mechanical way, she found
herself watching the passersby.
Suddenly she saw face at the
window Of the house opposite that
seemed to her vaguely familiar and in
a moment or two the recollection flash
ed upon her--the face was that of John
Wesley. the famous poet. the gentle
man she had met at Lady Derringtons
Cyrips friend Jack
A thrill ran through her, and she put
her hands to her eyes, for the sight Of
him brought back with painful SUD
dcnness the remembrance of Cyril
himself
1t was some moments before she
could look again and when she did she
To al -
window and was leaning out, a look Of
expectancy on his handsome spirituelle
face. AS she looked. she heard the
sound OF wheels, and holding the cur
tain, sac bent forward A c8b stoppcf
at the door just beneath the open Will
dow. and some one got out
"Haalo!" She he I'd Jacks deep
musical voice. Halo, Old man; hurry
upir
strange curiosity, something more
end deeper than idle interest. caused
her heart TO beat with eagerness, and
il was with SC rely shock of surprise
she head Cyrils voice-Cyrils,- cal
back:
; Halo. Jack, All right. How are
your
She rose--she scarcely knew what
she was ioing-breathing fast and
painfully, and watching intently Was
he alone, or--or-4but yes. of course,
there would be another with hinl-his
wife Beech!
But the cab stood between her and
the door, and she could see neither
Cyril nor any one else, and moment
or two later the cab drove away. the
door shut, but directly afterward she
saw the figure of Cyril enter the
room, and heard the voices of the two
men as they clasped hands.
Faint and overwhelmed. she sank
trembling into the chair, and hid her
face in her hands
Meanwhile, Jack and Cyril were ex-
changing greetings, and the former
was looking at the latter earnestly
"Ycu don't look quite the thing yet,
lad" ne said. The picture tinished?"
Cyril shook his head.
No. he replied. with a laugh that
had very little merriment in it. and
not likely to be: it is who am FIN,
ished' All the pluck seems to have
gone out Of me. But why Gid you
send Tor me, cd man." he broke of
I've news for YOU
Cyril stsrted.
"Ahout--about herr"
Wei Indirectly Cyril II is grave
news. Your uncle. the Earl Of Arrow.
dale, is dead
Cyril started and locked down.
'I'm-rm sorryl" he. said, Deal.
And he looked well>and strong enough
there in Santleigh Woods. to last 70 /.
wears. Dead, heigho!"
The earl is dead; long live the
earl said Jack, Significantly
Cyril bit his lip and sighed
Whit is to he done?" he said
"rd rather let the whole thing slide .
That's nonsense. my dear boy sa d
Jack,~quietly, You are the new elrl.
and must take up Your coronet and
MANTLE"