Rogue River courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1886-1927, 1908-05-15

her lord away so suddenly. turned and
went into the house, where she obe-
diently telephoned her husbands mes.
sage to her brother Michael
Breakfast was late that morning. as
two at least Of the inmates Of the
house showed unmlstakable signs OF
loss Of sleep.
| How lovelyr exclaimed Miss Har.
riet as she glanced through delicately
tinted note, then turned to Richard.
"Such a dear friend Of mine is coming
out this morning to stay over Sunday.
I know you will be charmed to meet
her"
Delighted, I'm sure" drawled Rich
ard indolently.
who is 1t. Harrietr Mrs. Renwyck
asked.
"Nellie Sempton."
Richards Incidence departed in.
stantly. The name recalled several
things.
"Er-beg pardon" he questioned. sis
the lady rather tall and blond-ah-
twenty-five or thereabout, with rip.
| ping inquirer
"Why, yes" cried Imogene delight
edly. do you know herr
well, no, not exactly" returned the
smiling Texan. "She has-er-been
pointed out to me-" He screwed in
his monocle and picked up letter
from Lord Croylands mail which lay
beside bis plate. I'm awfully sorry
that shan't be here when Miss Semp-
ton arrives, but l find shall have to
60 to New York this morning. Too
bad, really"
But you haven't even read your
letters yet" chirruped Miss Imogene
"Can you tell from the outside that
It's some horrid businessp'
Richard nodded sadly and tapped a
formidable official envelope
"Too true" he murmured. Tts
business and. as you sptly express It,
horrid."
In one sense the Texan spoke the
plain. unvarnished truth, for business
Of an unpleasant character called him
In several directions. He had entire
Sempton's name recalled It to him
that he had a smashed automobile on
his hands, not to mention a prospec-
tive lawsuit from justly irate farm.
er. Then, too, II would be most awk.
ward to have the charming Miss Semp-
ton extend her hand and say. with a
most engaging smile: "How do you
do, Mr.. Peter Wilson? I knew you
were not a chauffeur. How many 9th.
er names do you happen to possess p
Yes. "horrld business" called him away
from Irvington at once and babe fair
to keep him away until Miss Sempton
departed.
"Woolsey and l." he muttered to his
inward, disgusted self, must seek Sc
clusion in some faroff. happier cline"
Breakfast was scarcely over when
Mr.. Corrigan was announced. He en-
tered with CHEEKY good morning tC
every one, then went with Mrs. Rem
wyck to the library. Miss Schermerly
strove with all her crafty wIles tC
lure Lord Croyland away for a morn
ing walk and a chat on the superior
advantages Of being nobleman, but
the nobleman in question met guile
with guile and pleaded an excuse OF
having to catch the next train. He
said he would walk TO the station
especially as on foot he might dodge
Miss Sempton II she happened to come
earlier than expected. and started
across the lawn.
On the lawn Inc fingered in the hope
Of seeing Miss Harriet once more, fol
he did not wish to leave Irvingtor
without confessing his deception and
declaring himself her hum BILE worship
er from the Lone Star State. He hat
almost given up hope when he splet
her coming from the house toward
him. She. too. had been dodging diH
culties In the path Of meeting with
him alone. And now as she tripped
across the grass he saw In her eyes q
light, on her cheeks color which
caused his heart to bound, while the
warm blood tingled through his veins
Lord Croyland." she said, before
you go want to thank you for what
you did Tor lmogene and me las'
night It was splendid of you to take
the blame, and
But how do you know what didr
he asked her laughingly.
Because" she stammered. we've
didn't go upstairs when you told US
We stayed In the billiard room and
and listened" She finished with Q
violent blush. which made her irresist
ible in the Texans biased eyes.
"OhG' he laughed. 'T see."
Miss Harriet did not join in his mer
riment She looked up earnestly and
asked:
why didn't you tell the whole trutf
and explain to fatherT
Explain to fatherw he echoed, mis-
taking her meaning. Good Lord
How could II"
Miss Harriet nodded, smiling hap
PLY.
'T think ! understand You wantet
to save herr
"Of course" answered Richard, re
lieved again. Really, these sudder