The star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1908-1909, 1908-08-10
Continued From Saturday,


ON their way Lady Carew reminded
her son of Pendennis and his mad love
for Miss Costigan, n spoke highly
Of the wisdom of those who parted him
from his idol. She told him that the
tie of marriage was to last for life;
surely it required q few months de-
liberation! But he heard only the
sound of the birds singing sweetly in
the trees. and their one. song seemed
to be of Maggie"
He had sent the girl a few lines on
the previous evening. saying that his
mother. Lady Carew, would be at
Armytage on the morrow, and that
he should bring her TO the cottage for
an hour or so.
Look your best M sweetest he
added; and the girls heart beat fast
as she read tho words. She could
imagine what would follow il he
brought his mother there. For some
reasons 1t was not wise of him to have
written. Had she been taken by sur
prise, Maggie would have been ten
times more at her ease and more
graceful. AS 1t was, the idea that
Lady Carew was coming made her feel
ervou
The cool muslins and pretty prints
were discarded as not being good
enough for the occasion; they were all
very we'll for a lover who had no eyes
for anything but her face; but, thanks
to the notions of gentility that had
been impressed upon her, she knew
better than to receive a visit from
Lady Carew in a pink print dress. She
had a hideous crimson merino elabor-
ately trimmed with shining black
beads, which had been purchased by
her aunt a year before for a tea-party,
a dress that would have made any
lover of good taste shudder. This was
her state-dress. So far as 1t could 1t
robbed her beautiful figure of its grace
1t changed her from a lovely girl to
a vulgar, but beautiful, woman.
Not content with this, and to do
honor to her illustrations visitor, Mag
gle put on a gaudy necklace of coral
beads. She also wore a few common
rings, which made her hands look red
der and coarser than they otherwise
would. So far as 1t lay In the power
of dress she made herself look vulgar
and gaudy, but she could not spoil the
peerless beauty of her face.
1t was an anxious time for her. Dis
quietude ~deepened the rose-bloom of
her cheeks and gave fresh lustre to
her eyes. This was, she believed, the
most eventful hour of her life.
Mother and son talked pleasantly as
they drove along.
There is the house." said Sir Carlos:
and then Lady Carew grew pale and
trembled. What would she be like, this
girl whom her son meant to marry, and
who vas to take her place?
Sir Carlos went into the cottage first.
Lady Carew could hear the murmur of
loving words; n then her son came
out, his face radiant with happiness.
MAKE haste, mother!" he cried.
Every moment seems to me an hour!"
He led her into the little house,
through the narrow passage into the
small parlor, where Maggie stood await
ing her.
Lady Carew's first glance was one of
wonder and dismay-wonder at the
brilliant loneliness of the girls face,
dismay at the vulgar dress, the red
hands and tawdy ornaments.
Exceedingly beautiful, but unques-
tionably plebian," was her first COM
ment to herself.
"She smiled in her sweetest fashion,"
my son Carlos asked me to call and
see you" she said, "as L was passing
by"
II Is one thing to charm and fasciuate
a young man by the display of pretty
affectations, and another and far more
difficult to please a well-bred refined
woman.
Maggie asked Lady Carew to take a
seat. Her voice, just because she tried
to make 1t sweet, sounded hard and I'M
musical.
Lady Carews heart sunk within her.
Could it be possible that her son. who
might have chosen from the loveliest
and best-bred girls in England, had
given his heart to this girl?
"She has a beautiful face" said Lady
Carew to herself; but. If he marries
her, he will tire of her in three weeks.
She has had no education, she is unin-
and without refinement.
When the first glamour of love is over,
he will hate her"
She did her best to like Maggie. She
vent on talking to her. trying to elicit
words and ideas from her. The girl
talk well enough under the shade
Of the trees in the wood, with her
lover listening to every word that fell
her lips. but, when sitting oppo- :
site to Carlos's calm well-bred mother,
she was almost speechless.
The more Lady Carew talked to Mag
gle, the deeper grew her dismay When
Sir Carlos talked to the girl, lie !
the play of the beautiful fea- I
lures and the graceful gestures. Lady
carew was Indifferent to these things. !
She listened with sharpened ears to the |
girls grammar. listened n shuddered. I
Could it be possible that her fastidious
son loved a girl who called February
FEBRUARY" and talked of ares and
ounds-Carlos, who had even found
FAULT with the smooth n polished die
ion of pretty Alice Bathurst? Y
Sir Carlos could see the CONSERVATION
IN his mothers face: and he was con-
;cious, for the first time, of the blunders
Maggie made. But, what did it matter?
ne thought. That beautiful mouth was i
made for kisses. not for bel !