News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1908-05-20

oh, WELL it is a good thing to have
it settled she cried.
Pauline was engaged to Strachan,
Wray urged AS soon as she knew
! was free, she put an end to her en-
gagement. In the face of that, car
you advise nae to hold back?
She looked down at the grass a
her feet. The trees cast lengthenins
shadows on the earth, faint but in
creasing breeze rustled their leaves
After long silence, Joan said
Once or twice you have limited
barely hinted-'
'Yes?'
AT somebody else
| Well he urged.
| 1T occurred to me, you may owe
something toto her-as well as to
Pauline
Wray shook his head. No. he an
swered laconically.
Why not, Wray?'
4 drew my bill, he said, but it has
not been accepted
You are-quite sure about that?'
she asked.
quite
How can you feel certain?' she
asked
"A word to the wise sufices, you
know
oh, but are you wiser Joan ex-
claimed. Indeed, l think you are
more than foolish
He leaned forward with grave
face.
Honestly he said, 4 see no way
out of it. | ought not even to be
speaking in this way to you. You
cannot seriously advise me to act
otherwise, Joan
My advice is valueless,' she an
1wered
Your approval is very important
he insisted
T can't agree with YOU she said;
but, of course, every man is law I'M
to himself
You see, l want to obey the law
She smiled, very family.
I think you are as bad as Paul
ine,' she said. You are both extreme
Iy irritating. But if you think it is
your duty
4 do
Then cannot wish you to fail in
IT,
Thank you he said, and for several
minutes they remained solemnly ST.
lent.
Then Wray rose.
L fancy we are going to have a
storm he remarked
1T has become very oppressive she
agreed.
Wray held forth his right hand.
Goodbye, joan
Goodbye, Wray,' she said, and he
walked slowly towards the gate.
CHAPTER XVIII.
loan did not sit down again. Walk
ing towards the house, she went to
the morning-room, where she usually
wrote letters, and, resting an elbow
on the mantel shelf, she fell into a
brown study.
Ten minutes later she crossed the
room, and sat down at the secretary.
She took a sheet of notepaper and a
pen; she dipped this in the ink and
paused again. Then she began to
write, and, having sealed the letter
rang the bell.
ASK Mr.. Venables to come to me-
she said. when the butler answered
her summons; and a few minutes
afterwards Bernard entered.
Joan addressed him without turn
ing her head.
DO you know where Sir Gilbert |
puts up? she asked.
Bernard looked not a little sur
prised.
No. but | can easily ask Amabel,'
he answered.
oh. thanks, very much. | know |
he STAYS at a small hotel in Brook |
Street. but | can't recollect which |
one
Are you writing to him?' asked |
Bernard, with disapproval in his |
voice.
If he is still in London, want to |
see him at once said Joan. Now, will [
Won oblige me? You must simply I
try every hotel in Brook Street until
you find the right one
4 don't mind that, only
'Well?' she demanded, rather impa-
tiently.
1T depends why you want to see the
Johnny
Does that concern your Joan sug-
gested.
Look here. Aunt JOAN, said Bern
ard. I've Just been congratulating my
self
Upon poor Sir Gilbert's discom-
fiturel'
I'm most awfully sorry for Stra-
chan he explained; but if he's got
his billet, | don't see why Water
house
You think he will marry Pauline? i.