The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1908-07-02

PlC'ty AaSei uut we hunt tnem, |
added swiftly.
"Enfn!" She shrugged her Shout.
ders slightly. 1T does come to re
same, nest ce pas2-zey die!"
She looked out at the bare trees
and autumn gloom, and gave a little
SILVER as she continued:
For my sake, l would prefer to
be shot. do not like to imagine my.
self, for instance, to be ate by dogs!
1t is your favorite picture here-ze
sport print is 1t not, monsieur? In
re air re poor fox upside down, and
below re dogs in rows, most fierce
and 'ungry. Mon Dieu, l pity 'im!"
I felt at all costs the subject must
be dropped
I'VE don't hunt much at Wrybor.
ough," | said evasively We've no
pack near enough"
The name of the place changed the
current of her thoughts.
"Per'aps you know re Court, where
I so to stay with Mrs. Stanfeld Fame
and family? You have an acquain-
teuSS WIZ AutlH, luOuSleuI!
II have known them for years." I
said carelessly. TITS pretty place
"a typical English country house"
She watched me a little anxiously,
| thought
AN re children-you know zem?"
she hazarded, at last.
"of course" | answered, somewhat
bewildered. Regular little demons
they are, tool"
A Mortified look swept over her
face.
81 do not understan'," she murmur.
ed. Demons? Eat is devils. is 1t
not? But monsieur ests!"-as laugh
ed aloud.
Monkeys" l amended. "What you
call 'petits gamins' in your charming
country"
l was rewarded by her smile OF
acknowledgement.
81 was only thinking Of the tricks
they played the last time 1 was there
with poor old Fraulein, the German
governess. Would It amuse you TO
hear the story?"
but yes!" said Diane, eagerly
She leaned forward to catch my
words above the increasing rattle OF
the train, and moved across so
as to pour the narrowing story into
her ear. The fast fading light from
the window outlined her pretty pro
file, but threw her face into shadow,
so that could not judge Of its ex-
preston; and as came to the crisis
of the children's practical joke we
ratified down an incline into deep
cutting between high banks.
Z wonder the fright didn't kill
her" l wound up cheerfully, but 1t
takes lot to kill a German govern
ness.
To my horror, by way Of response
caught a stifed sob.
"Oh, It was cruel. cruell" came
despairing voice mon Dleu, what i'm
possible Observation-Disclosures
'earts.l"
Good graciousls l calculated. TIN
awfully sorryl I'd no idea you'd take
it that wayi They sha'n't play tricks
on you, | promise you that"
In the gloom saw that she turned
her face aside and her Handkerchief
went up stealthily to her eyes.
why I'm staying in the housed"
| assured her eagerly. Il wasn't go
ing to tell you, just for the joke, but
as It is, III see you through. The
shant worry you"
"You are most good, came stihed
voice. land It Is foolish, indeed, to be
upset; but re long journey--and Eng
land Is 50 strangel"
Her poor little apology touched me
to the heart, and involuntarlly / laid
my hand over hers.
"Do forgive mel" entreated. 1T
was all my silly faultl'
she turned to me with a dawning
smile on her still quivering lips her
large brown eyes with the tired shad-
ows beneath met my own IN crate
ml silence, and at that precise mo-
ment the train gave a loud whistle
and daried into a tunnel leaving Us
IN total darkness.
A faint scream came from my pref
ty companion.
eouel horreuri' ! heard her say In
a stfangled voice. and the hand In
mine clutched me with nervous force,
.Tts not a long onel ] shouted,
reassurlngly. above the roar OF me !