Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-10-12

Trent's face which / did not like.
Let US go and find Hilda Burr"
Let us not, by any means" he re-
piled, trying to draw me to a seat.
What do we care about Hilda Burr?
Do you begrudge me minutes tete-a-
tete, Paulette? The woman who can
inspire a grand passion ought to have
the grace to listen to it."
The next moment he seized my hands
and covered them with kisses. Those
frightful, tigerish eyes Of his shone
with preternatural briliancy.
81 love you, Paulette!" he cried, pas
sionately. 'T have loved you from the
moment Of your first entrance at yon-
der door. Do not draw back-do not
struggle. Paulette, darling! you dis
trust, you torment me beyond endur-
ance. Why do 1 linger here at Hazel
Hall day after day?. The generals
business with me is over-I ought to
be gone; but 1 cannot-I cannot, till
YOU give me some word Of hope, Pau
lette!"
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first impulse was flight; but I checked
1t and answered, with forced laugh:
"You surprise me greatly. I have
always supposed you to be Miss Burr's
lover. This Is surely some stupid
jest"
You have supposed nothing of the
kind!" he cried, furiously. you must
have guessed, you must have seen, my
passion from the first, Paulette. Jest!
You know better. Do look like a
man who is jesting?"
I tried to draw myself up loftily
Then, Mr.. Trent, beg to say that
I am sorry, but I cannot listen to you
further. Allow me to withdraw"
He put himself hastily before me.
His face wore an ugly, smiling pallor
You yield, then. to the generals
plans?" said he. You reserve your
self, according to his wishes, for his
precious heir, Arthur Guilte?"
Il decline to talk with you further"
1 answered.; 'let me pass"
But he stood like rock.
II warn you to think twice, Pau
lette," he said, in threatening voice.
do not make me your enemy. I hold
all these Guiltes in my hand. / am
by nature as vengeful as Mohawk.
Why do you reject my suit-why re-
gard me SO coldly? Has that brown
Don Carlos on the wall already laid
spell upon you?" .......... -.-.
I felt my veins swelling with angry
blood.
T reject your suit" answered, "be-
cause II Is hateful to me. No other
person has any part-no other need
be mentioned in the matter"
MY dear child, the best laid plans
of mice and men-you know the rest.
This Is a house divided against itself.
How gladly would have been your
ally! You little simpleton! why do
you put on that charming stage air
with me? Must I, then, leave you to
these Guiltes? Faith, cannot-1 will
not!"
He seized me in a fierce embrace.
tore myself back, crying out anSrily.
AS I did so a step sounded on the
veranda Through that same rose
wreathed window round which my
startled fancies had chung like bees
the last half hour, man stepped
quickly into the room.
| Shall l ever cease to see that figure,
-, 4. s+ooa ona moment steadfa stly re-
garding Trent and me? 1t was 1.-the,
tall, handsome. The face that crown
ed it was dark with the sun Of a hun
dred climes; bold, brown, yet melan-
choly in look, and half covered with a
pointed vandyke beard. Releasing me,
Trent recoiled a step and stared at
him.
| Did not hear my name mentioned
here?" said the newcomer, his dark
ewes flaming under his knitted black
brows. Sorry to interrupt you; but,
talk Of angels, you know, and they will
appear My dear Trent, what little
pleasantly is this?"
| My discounted suitor stood like
post-as stiff and silent. The new
conner advanced.
What" he cried, nonchalantly,
"you do not know me? Now, with you
time and chance have dealt more kind
lily. Moreover could not fail to rec
ognize you in the antipodes, for l set
my mark upon you years ago."
| On the lawyers forehead I have no
ticed an ugly scar. At this speech its
outlines turned to a dull, burning red.
The rest Of his face was pale.
Yes, yes, it must be-" he burst out.
Where the deuce do you come from?
You were not expected for a fortnight
yet"
"I came direct from Havre," answer
er the other, coolly. unexpected
pleasures are always the keenest."
Certainly; charmed to see you, I'm
sure" answered Trent, with a some
what ghastly smile; land our adoring
greatuncle, the general-what a sur
prise for him."
The owner Of the Vandyke beard
turned to me. A swarthy color dark
ened Furthermore the bronze of his
face.
You forget this lady," he said to
Trent. My uncle's ward, I presume?'
AS his eyes met mine felt, l know
not why, a creeping chill run over me
from head to foot. l could hardly
command myself to make my society
bow.
Miss Rale," said Trent, with some
embarrassment: the general. no
doubt, has mentioned her in his let
ters?"
Certainly And you leave me to
add that 1 am Arthur Guilte. now and
always at her service" said the new
conner.
Yes; Arthur Guilte, the hero, the
ladyenturer, the heir of Hazel Hall. the
pride of the generals heart-he it was
who stood before me. How marvel
ously like some handsome Lara he
looked! l tried to think Of some civil
speech. but the words died on my lips
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