The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1908-07-07

| ~ you're not afraid she Will make a
scene; don't you know Aunt Hillary
better than that?"
We'll" he said, with sigh of res
ignation, lit can't be helped. I sup
pose; you wouldn't go alone, of
course, and she will see it some
time"
See WHAT" asked Sybil.
FIt's trife," he said; an alte3a-
ton / made at the last moment. /
wish now-but it's no use wishing. !"
IF you really won't tell me, / shall
go away. Yes, l mean it; it's getting
late, and / dare not stay here any
longer, must go and have it out
with my wicked aunt. And, Ronald,
things will be so different after to-
morrow"
In a few minutes Sybil was at
Sussex place and went straight to the
drawing-room, where she found her
aunt seated by one of the satin
shaded lamps, with her embroidery
in her hands She looked sharply up
as her niece entered. What does
this mean, Sybil?" she demanded.
ut was such lovely afternoon ]
thought would walk"
You know very we'll | don't like
you to walk about London alone,
Sybil."
"Ah, but ] wasn't alone Ronald
was there
Ronald Campion!" and Mrs. STAN
Hands tone and look were awful in
their horror. What, when you both
promised?"
1T was quite an accident. Still,
you broke your word; you said we
might write, you know you did"
Il don't see how that affects the
case" said Mrs. Standard stif1y.
TITS no use, Aunt Hillary know
all-about those two letters Ronald
wrote to mel"
What about them?"
"Ah, you know" cried Sybil, re-
proachbully. IT daresay you meant
it all for the best, but it was not
fair, indeed it wasn't. And whether
you and papa like it or not, l shall
never marry anybody else, you know.
Now, be good old lady and say you
won't come between us again in that
way"
Il think you have lost your
senses" said Mrs. Standard. You
are talking very strange to me.
Then will speak plainly. Rom
aid sent me two letters; 1 never got
either. Aunt Hilary, l believe you
best know why"
Mrs. Standard rose stiffiy. THAT
will do, Sybil. never thought
niece of mine would insult me like
this. keep back letters after Civ
ing him leave to writei If that is
your opinion of me, the less we see of
one another in future the better"
Instinct told Sybil that this indig-
nation was no feint; she chung to her
aunt, and detained her by gentle
force from leaving the room. "E'or-
give me-" she entreated; I'm ever
SO sorry could think such a thing
was wicked wretch to suspect
YOU"
Il presume, said the elder lady,
as she sat down with non-cnm1nit-
tai expression, that Mr.. Campion
was good enough to suggest this?"
1--WE didn't know what to think
you see, there were two letters; they
couldn't both miscarry, could they?"
"Easily-if they were neither Of
the written" said Mrs. Standard.
Sybil started "Don't talk like
that" she said; she said he wrote
why should he deceive me?"
"That l can't tell. 1 only know
that have neither seen nor heard of
his letters. If you want any further
assurances
"You know / DON'T cried Sybil,
and sank down impulsively at her
aunt's knees. wont you forgive
me now-now when you see how pen
itent and humble l ann"
Mrs. Standard was disposed to
make the most of her grievance. She
turned away her head, and made
some inarticulate sounds to convey
that she was irreconcilably offended,
but she could not resist the vivid up
turned face very long, and presently
kissed her on the mouth with toler-
ably good grace. you're naughty,
wilful child" she said, "and shall
be heartily glad when your father
comes home and my responsibility is
| over"
To be Continued.