Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1908-08-09

was looking out of the window at the brighten
ing moor,
You promised me new stick, Ryder" she
said.
That l did," l replied, land you shall
have it."
But on consideration l think will keep
this she pursued, 'as memento. It's a
memento," she said sage1y, of the vanity of
human wishes, also of an entertaining episode
Yet as it is not to be trusted wholly IN its
present state, your arm, Ryder.
7 CROOKED nv arm with congee like a
Duke and led her out, leaving the inn IN
possession of the two unconscious rascals; and
when we were got into the air and the sunshine
her Ladyship turns to me.
"'Twas this case YOU fought for, II / mistake
not" she said, and handed me leather box:
l opened it with swift fingers. 1t was filled
with paper, the which | unraveled chagrlned
as went on to think how much this Wanted
treasure was dwindling. But when | came to
the end l opened my mouth to rap out an oath
furiously; but of a sudden set my teeth on 1t.
For all that was there was little crystal heart,
worth no more than a crown or so. The lady
was looking at me.
"Your Ladyship is clever but, rip mel you
shall deliver" said l.
She opened the chaise door. Ryder, she
saws, "as am an honest woman tits all l havel
You're welcome to it.
l could have laughed if had not been SO SO
angry, at her words and tone. See you'll!
said l. leaning on the chaise have fought TOT o..
my friend" she replied coolly. have
heard good deal Of those Hubberholme
Jewels this day, and l confess should be glad
to see them. assume they belong to the
Countess of Hubberholme.
Yourself" said /
Il cry your mercy" she says, elevatlng her
brows, Il am but plain Jane Warden ON my
way to York to my niece, who IS Ill But l am
fattered by the mistake. ! am glad to think
l favor the nobility"
With an oath / called to the coachman who
was some little distance away, meek enough
who is this lady. your mistress! l de-
manded.
"H it please you. Mistress Jane Warden OF
Burnsal," says he
She had entered the chaise now. and was
waiting, with some mild curiosity, as 1t seemed
to me- And as / pondered my anger melted
slowly This old lady was cockatr1ce after
| hankered after her. By the Lord! l loved
her, and had she been younger l should nave
claimed the tribute of her lips! She watched
me while considered; and then sand at last
IF you be plain Jane Warden and not my
Lady, said, how comes it that you did
not reveal this before, and so save yourself
this delay"
why" SAYS she. there was the storm
coming up and the delay Was zec oPPGrfhu tune
had good meal and some tolerable wine at
my hosts expense" gr;1ned at d this And
Il will confess that ! do not think that ever
in my life before have been wrangled over by
two men," =.
At that. and her serious air, and the whim
steal nature of the whole situation, suddenly
could refrain no longer, but burst into laugh
ter. rocking as stood. "On my faith, rip me,
Mistress lane Warden said l still laughing.
If that be true. It's foul shame: for an had
been young when you were l would ha quar-
relied with any for you'll"
She called out to the coachman to bestir his
nags, and then leaned towards me never SO
little And l verify believe you would not
have quarreled in vain. Ryder" she said, with
a pleasant, quizzical look.
And so l let her drive off, the old heifer!
while stood there for some minutes in laugh
ter and at last whistled up Calypso. But the
crystal heart in the leather box kept, if only
to remind me of how l defeated the cock of
the moors ON his own territory