The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1909-12-28
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I II have brought you a new play
fellow" said Doris. "He belongs L
me and / think you will be glad I,
know him"
The sagacious Trojan waddled vi
to the child, barked friendly greet
ing and licked his hand. Trojan pos
sessed some genuine accomplish
ments, which he exhibited with grea
docility. !. He played the beggar, will
crooked paws hanging abjectedly. HI
died at Basils feet and leaped joy
fully to life again at his call. HI
danced clumsily on his hind legs, hi
long body held with ludicrous up
rightness. He hunted out coins and
minute things from impossible place!
and went through rare game of hide
and seek with his new friend, his tai
wagging the while, his eyes full o.
intelligent camaraderie Basil shrieket
with delight Here was something
fresh and novel. He forgot his daily
battles with nurse, his feverish thrisi
for the fairy queen. In the nursery
calm succeeded constant storm and
Doris drew breath of relief.
That afternoon Teddy Craven came
to meet her on the avenue, under the
.iimsy pretext of looking after Tro-
JAM At his approach her tired face
lighted, her soft eyes shone with
frank welcome.
Trojan has proved a complete
success she announced, "and 1 have
had day of peace"
Thank Heaven!" answered Cra-
ven, with fervor. THAT boy is too
wearing. I'm afraid your position is
no sinecure."
True, but Basil is really growing
fond of me; and pray consider! am
earning money in Jacquelines abb
sence. That thought fills me with
pride. All, if only I could receive
news of JAG I would be quite happy!"
Well" replied Teddy. hopefully,
'she has
Deeply ventured,
But all must do so who would great
ly VIM
Let us have patience little longer
we must hear something soon"
But they did not Every afternoon
the young fellow Sailed forth to meet
Doris on the avenue, and help her
home with Trojan. She was lonely
and harassed with fears, and his un-
failing kindness and sympathy
touched her deeply.
"You are very, very good,'' she
said, again and again, land am most
grateful .
Such expressions quickened Ted
dy's heartbeats in an alarming way.
Rejected by Jacqueline, he threw
himself with ardor into the service of
Doris.
Il ask nothing better than to de-
vote my whole life to them BOTH" he
said to himself, with bitter groaning.
One afternoon, when the boy Basil
had been unusually trying and even
Trojan had failed to divert him
when his shrieks for his absent father
had distracted the whole household,
Teddy reached the st. George man
sion just as Doris was descending the
steps. Her eyes were heavy with fa-
tigue, her voice very husky with ex-
haustion.
Just powers!" cried Teddy. you
have had an abominable day see it
in your facet"
She answered not word. For a
space they walked on in silence How
fragile and delicate she looked! How
the setting sun glinted on her golden
hair, AS they reached the umbrage-
GUS Gardens, Craven said
Let us turn in here and rest a few
moments under the trees. !"
She made no demur They passed
into the odorous shelter of Towering
shrubbery and spreading branches
and had barely reached rustic seat
by the lake when Teddy caught his
companion, as she swayed helplessly
against him. Doris had tainted.
Fortunately no one was near. He
laid her on the garden seat, and
while Trojan whined pitifully, he
chafed her hands and wet her tenn
pies with water from the lake. With
a long, shuddering sigh, Doris opened
her eyes.
"Oh. l fear / have given you a
great fright" she gasped
Certainly his face looked gray and
strained.
II confess it was very alarming to
see you go off like that" replied Ted
dy, in shaken voice.
She broke down, and covered her
face with her hands
This suspense is killing metz she
sobbed. Il cannot bear it. Oh, what
has become of JAG? shall die If /
do not have news OF herr"
His heart sank within him, but he
did not finch. He drew up his in
ferior figure with dignity and cour-
age
IF that be So" he answered, slow
", lit is time for me to go and look
for your sister. ! tell you frankly,
Miss Hatton, I would rather face all
the fiends OF the Pit than Philip Tre-
vor. but you have spoken the word,
and win not hold back any longer
IL will go!"
CHAPTER TX,
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