The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1908-04-23
CHAPTER III.
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mef' he asked, with composure tina
showed that the idea was not unconsid
cred. "She Is worthy Of a better mar
than ! am, and | have no wish to mar
ry."
THAT isn't much Of a reason. You
have to think of what is best for your
daughter and Miss Dalrymple. Your lit
tie one ought to have a mother-some one
from whom she viii be nseparable when
you are gone; and there's not soul in
the world better fitted to take the place
Of mother than that girl"
She must marry Audrey; that Is the
husband for that sweet girl"
DIR. Audrey !" | exclaimed In aston
ishment, for | had never thought of him
as marrying man.
Yes. He loves her-I know he does.
Who could see her and know her, and
not love her? And he is an excellent
fellow | wish he were a little lighter
and better looking; but | couldn't wish
him to have better heart, or a more
lovable disposition. He's fine man,
Tony"
lie won't marry her, for all that. It's
as much as ever he can do to keep his
head above water now, and fool as he Is
in worldly matters-he wouldn't tie a
milestone round his neck"
Miss Dalrymple is not a milestone"
said poor old Flexmore, warmly.
Il know that. She's a good woman and
would work herself Ill to help her hus-
band, or worry herself Ill If she couldn't.
That is what Audrey would not have his
wife do, and the only way to prevent 1t
Is to keep single. And single he'll keep"
No, Keene, no; he must marry Ger
trude. / have thought it all out. My
little Laure must have a father as well
as mother when I'm gone-and l don't
think that is long hence, Tony. / shan't
see slxty-four."
tried to combat this notion, though |
myself was far from thinking it improba-
BILE; and then to turn the conversation,
l said:
We'll, to go back to what you have
been thinking out-what's your ldea2"
Il wish to put Awdrey In position to
marry Miss Dalrympe know he is
poor, but l am rich. l would leave him
every penny l have on the condition that
he adopts Laure as his daughter"
IL see your notion. There will then be
A second inducement for him to make
Miss Dalrymple his wife In the fact that
he child Is inseparable from her. | think
he idea is an extremely good one, SO
good that wish l had thought of it my
self"
Very well, then; draw up a will in
accordance with 1t. Settle everything
lpon Awdrey, subject to deduction for a |
ew smaller legacies that l will write in. |
let me have the draft of it In a week at
he outside, Tony" he said eagerly.
| promised to do this, and went home,
urning the matter over In my mind. | |
considered 1t from time to time during
he week, and finding no material objec-
ion to the scheme, l put Flexmore's
lotion into legal form, with certain mod
fications, and then took a rough draft
or his inspection.
us your master at home?" / asked the
irl who opened the door
"Yes, sir; he's in the library with Mrs.
yeames and Mr.. Yeames."
"Mr. Yeamesf what Mr.. Yeames" /
sked the little maid, sharply.
"Mr. Lynn Yeames Is his name, think,
lr; young gentleman"
Mrs. Yeames' son. | know him."
aid and then / stood, rubbing my feet
n the mat and wondering what on earth
rought him upon the scene for. No
God, | felt sure.
MIR. Lynn Yeames was the son of Mrs
Games by her second marriage. This
as not much In his favor, but the rest
AS much less to his advantage. | had
cen twice employed by Flexmore on his
once to settle some college debts
hlch Mrs. Yeames declared she could not
eet. and second time to stay an action
IT breach Of promise, threatened by a
daughter with whom he had
IT entangled. Fellows brought up by
'olish women on bad principles are al
avs either getting out Of scrapes or get
ng into them, and | asked myself which !
lrpose had procured his uncle the doubt
Il pleasure of this visit.
| shook myself together, and went into
% library with my wits on the alert v
ynn Yeames was ar this time about
ur-and-twenty and his looks would have /
ceiyed anyone but lawyer. sturdy
Jung fellow Of average height, but very n
ick-set. His skin was very fair, his
es very blue, his lips very red his hair
IS combed down on one side of his fore
ad, and he had a small carroty mus D.
che. Most people, believe, would o
We been favorably impressed with him, p
/ / did not Ike him. h
He had come down, II seemed, to spend a
few days, and he had only been here n
y and was awfully bored already-not &c
decent billiard board In the place, and h
I light to be seen after ten-thirty. 1t
, wanted to know II there was any
hing or shooting, or any mortal thing II
N might do to earn a nights repose. nj
There's the piano, Lynn, dear" sug- IL
tied Mrs. Yeames, anxious TO show OF hi
r sons accomplishments.
Have you heard anything lately from hi
SIS KiteP | asked. This was the name he
the injured young lady at Oxford. ra
IF you please, do not mention the er
me Of that horrid, designing, worthless or
SON. said Mrs. Yeames. w
She's worth four hundred pounds
re than she was, madam" said | /; "for ns
It's what | had to pay to make her In
.hdraw her action" ar
Mrs. Yeames flcked the dust off her -
{ gown and looked decidedly uncom- pl
table. We
No new scrape, hope, Mr.. Lynn2" | gr
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