Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-05-25
opyriaht by Underwood & Under~ood.

room, then paused irresolutely. Once
more Hazel was face to face with her
lost lover.
It was frishtful moment. The bar
onet's ashy pallor-his humble, hesi-
tating air-betokened his deep abase-
ment. He did not seem to see Heron
his eyes were fixed only on the slender
figure by the tall chair.
Hazel" he cried out, passionately.
Speak to mel"
How did you find me here?" Those
were her first words.
by means Of paragraph in an
evening newspaper, which stated that
the heiress and granddaughter Of Judge
Ferrers-aw-had come from Black
River to reside at this house."
Her face was as white as his own.
She did not seem inclined to help him
with his words. He waited a little,
then stumbled on:
MY hotel is only a few streets away.
When I discovered you were so near
aw-I could not bear this sort Of thing
longer-by my soul, could not, HAZEL"
She put one hand on the chair, as If
for support.
81 am sorry" she said, and the voice
was quite unlike Hazel's.
Sorry that have found you?" cried
the baronet, with the blood rising to
his blonde temples. Don't say that!
Ask why 1 haven't sought you out be-
fore. God knows I dared not return to
Black River, after my shocking mis-
take-only a brazen image would have
had the face for that. So there was
nothing to do but stay on at the hotel
where Heron's telegram found me-aw
and wait in agonies Of remorse for
news from Wolfsden. All in vain, too
nobody has taken the trouble to write
me a line; I call it deuced shabby of
Rivers! Who was the-aw-thief?"
With tolerable composure, she an
swered:
"A servant Of the house. Let me say
at once, Sir Griffin, that 1 excuse you
from all apologies. Considering the
evidence, 1t was not strange that you
should believe me guilty"
It's awfully good Of you to say
that" he murmured; and, as though
gathering courage, he moved step
nearer her chair. Humble as his bear
ing was, his ardent eyes betokened the
lover eager to plead his own cause, and
confident Of final victory. For the first
time he nodded to Heron-looked at
him in a sort Of resentful amaZement,
as If to ask, What are you doing
here?" Then he burst out: Il was a
dolt-a blind idiot, Hazel Butt
is impossible to talk to you in the pres
ence of third party. Give Mr.. Heron
permission to withdraw-he must know
that 1 have many things to say, which
are not for his ears"
Pardon" she answered; "Mr. Heron
must remain. You can say nothing
| that he may not hear"
Sir Griffin stared at her blankly. She
stood up in that magnificent room, not
| the arch, sweet Hazel that he had
known only three days before at Wolfs-
den, but a marble woman, in gown of
lustreless silk and blacklist Grape, with
something in her pale, perfect face that
was altogether new and strange to him.
Fascinated, yet with vague chill at
his heart Sir Griffin realized uneasily
that everything was now changed be-
tween them-that all the conditions
and circumstances Of the girls life
were changed. She was no longer poor
or unknown; and with fortune and sta
ton she had suddenly assumed a dig
nity-an air of hauteur and reserve
! that alarmed and amazed him.
"Oh, 1 understand" he fumed. "You
wish to humiliate me in the presence of
witness! Well, l accept the punish
ment-I deserve It! am ready to sue
for your forgiveness before all the
world. Love! love! See! 1 am at