The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-01-26
IN M.ARYS REIGN
B. BAROMEsS ORcZY
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with . smile.
 she held up her little hand and counted on her fingers. Number one. a frown and . colder shouider from Her MAiestyl I've. ' lecture from Her Grace of Lincolnii Twenty minutes!,. Three, four, and i've. pin bricks from the ladies, and a aonely supper in my room tonight.~
 He loved her in this gayer mood which made her seem SO young and chi1dlike.
 { Gould 7. you not have contrived to let i, .whys What would you
 Made t less lonely for you"
 You are doing that now. I thought should be alone the rest of the even ing. Her Grace of Lincoln and the oth- CTS are at prayers with Her Majesty. I was confined in that room up there. How is it your Grace happened to bs in this hay just when came outg"
 "A moth is always to be Found where the light happens to be-" he replied
 'But how did you know I should be hereT'
 My eyes. since this afternoon, see you constantly where you are not: how could they fail to see you where you
 AAUns AS your Nr8Ce mas sean me |. .'she added. with tirnid nervous ness. seeing that he now stood between her and the steps. win you allow me to Eo np asainT
 T sntreatl' she pleaded.
 '1mpossible."
 Her Grace of Lincoln viii be lock-
 axhsn stay here with me until she does..
 what tc dor she qusrisd innccsnfsy.
 10 make me happy"
 Aappyrv she Isughed marriiy. s'Fre, DO hot How can I, an hunnble watt Ing maid. manage to make His Grace Of Wsssex happy7s
 By letting me look at yon.s
 Win quaint and artiess coqnstry she cAded paniers, right and lsfk. with two delicate nnEsrs, and executed . dainty pirouefte in front of him
 'Thefel" she said uisrrily. -'siz dcne =. And nowT'
 ], '1y ,sstine me whisper to you. ' ne uzuk1nnred.
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 She yelled the glory of her eyes with their fringe of dark lashes.
 That you loved me :" she nznFmarsa. flor the moment :.
 How irrePistible she was. with just that 9ouucou of coaueEry to whet the degtre of this fastidirus man of the world. and with 1t all 50 free from artifice, % young and fresh and pure, madonna, yet made to tempt man- kind.
 sNayi if you would lat me. sweet saint, would whisper in your tiny ear that worship youP' he said in ell sir- cerity and truth. and with the ring of an ardent pesseion in every tone of his voice.
 ssworahip me? . ." she querasd in mock astonlshment, land your 0race does not even know who I am" beauffftI woman on this safth." 'tohi but my namsg'
 ssNayl as that I care net You shall tell 1t me anon, if you like . For the moment love to think of you as ! first beheId you in the garden this afternoon !: q fairy CT sprlte [ know not which an angel may hap . . in your robes of white, suF- rounded with flowerb and dark bos- aueEs of hazelnuk and of yew, with golden tints of ruddy autumn around you, less glorious than your hail. Let me worhhip blindly feftered your slave" She sighed, a quaint little Sigh. which had . tinge Of meisnchoiy In it.
 sFor how longT sFor my whole fiee,' he replied ear- nestiy. "Wili you not try me7"
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 'sYou love me, sweet saint7''
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