Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-11-12
A knaye of Hearts.

You are big enough to be SEEN" she
won't wait long"
vently. sou
The park surrounding the hall was
gay with color and movement, when An
geia reached what was known as the
inner entrance. A continuous stream of
carriages were disgorging their contents
at the great iron gates: tents crowned
with flags were dotted about the place,
q band diseoursed sweet music on the
terrace, where flower borders made
SPiashes OF brilliant color, and nothing
was wanting to welcome home the lord
u tne manor, in the person of Vivian
Crlspin, who had not been to the old
nome since the time when he was q
merry schoolboy Lack of means to
keep up the old place, and some years
OF active service, had kept him away,
Out now legacy from wealthy uncle
MADE 1t possible for him to come back
10 MS own, and the occasion was one of
universal rejoicing.
angela had only just arrived at the
gate when Lane hurried up to her In
ms gray flannel suit and Panama hat,
ne looked handsomer than ever, and sew,
eraI people, gancing at him, wondered
who he was. But he lost no time in
drawing Angela out of the crowd to-
wards sheltered corner of the shrub
berry, where no one would be likely to
disturb them
How good of you to comet" he
said, as he conducted her to seat in a
shady yew walk. 81 was longing for
few moments with you before the show
begins"
is Mr.. Crispin on the terrace?" asked
Angela. She looked very lovely in her
soft white frock, with blue sash, and
a hat crowned with forget mel ots on
her fair head
No-he'll be there in minute" said
Lane quickly, "but don't let us talk of
him. l wanted to tell you, Angela, that
l never cared for any one as l care for
you, dear. l know we've only known
each other for a few days, but do you
think love ever takes count of time. If
knew you for years, don't think
could love you more VIII there ever be
a chance for me, Angela?"
Angela hesitated. Some one came up
behind them, and Lane sprang to his
feet.
ooh, here you are!" cried laughing
voice, as good-looking young man
slipped his hand within Lanes arm
We've been hunting everywhere for you.
believe old Sanders was going to drag
the lake if you couldn't be found. Do
you know all the world is waiting,
and"
Lane stopped the flow off eloquenee by
nipping the others arm numerically.
Shut up, Cecil! Let me introduce you
to Miss Thursby-my brother l sup
pose we ought to be getting to the scene
of action. Let me escort you to your
uncle, Miss Thursby."
They turned out of the shade into the
crowd and sunlight, and Lane managed
TO whisper a few words into the girls
ear before he gave her over to her uncle's
care.
81 will have your answer after tea, .
he said
He vanished in the crowd with his
brother, and Angela found herself beside
Hilary, who flung a laughing glance at
her flushed face.
"I see," she whispered, cts of no use
invoking your aid to subdue Look and
die as long as Mr. Lane is anywhere
aobut. There! / won't tease you, dear.
think he's awfully nice Let us get
nearer the platform. Oh, suppose that
is the great Mr.. Crispin! And do look,
there is Mr.. Lane beside him"
Angela stared at the two young men
for a moment rather dazedly.
at can't be, Hilary" she cried, "be-
cause Mr.. Lane introduced that man to
me as his brother, end"
The rest was drowned in a burst of
cheering, and, 10 and behold, there was
George Lane, bare headed, with the other
man Just behind him, acknowledging the
greetings of friends and tenants.
Hilary caught her by the arm
angela" she said, chow blind we've
been! Don't you see? George Lane was
the great Crispin himself all the time I
I'll never forgive him! Just listen to
the cheers. And, oh, Angela"
But Angela had torn away through
the crowd, and Hilary found herself
speaking to a vacant space.
The cheering followed Angela and
rang in her ears still family when she
reached a sheltered, shady spot in the
shrubbery, where surely no one, not
even the master of the hall himself,
could find her. She wanted to be quiet
to be able to think over the amazing
events of the last hour, and the more
she thought, the more angry she felt at
the deception which Vivian Crispin had
nlayed upon her.