The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1909-12-21
CHAPTER VII.


gas-lag was burning brightly, and the
curtains had just been drawn.
ANY word from Deadman's ISL
and?" he asked.
Doris, dropping against the mantel
in the melancholy dusk, with sad eyes
fixed on the cheerful log, shook her
golden head.
mo. What can be the meaning of
her silence? Is it not time for me
to receive some token of her safety?
She must have reached Trevor's ISL
and several days ago."
He avoided her wistful look, and
with forced lightness answered.
quite so-of course. But in that
remote region the mails are sure to
be irregular, and storms abound, cut
ting off proper communications. You
must not fret; am sure there is no
need"
That Doris was fretting seemed
plain enough. Her pallor, her list
less attitude, betokened mind full
of apprehension.
"Oh!" she broke forth, with sob
in her voice, @why did l let JAG go
on such an errand? Above all, why
did not go with her?n
Teddy surveyed the flower face and
slender delicacy of the girl, and
frowned
"It's good thing you were left at
home" he answered, bluntly. LET
US be patient, Miss Hatton Your
sister is able to take care of herself,
even in Philip Trevor's house."
Doris made petulant movement.
This quiet, good-natured Teddy was
often trying.
"Mr. Craven. you do not know how
/ love Jac!"
II think ] do; / love her myself. /
asked her to marry me before she
started for Deadman's, but she re-
fused, point blank"
Doris opened wide her violet eyes.
"Jacqueline? Is it possible? She
never told me. She is SO strong and
self-reliant-so different from other
women, hardly think she could love
anybody in that way. am sorry for
you, Mr.. Craven, am, indeed"
THANK you, heartily. ! am sorry
for myself" replied Teddy, in a cheer
full tone. "Of course, / was mad to
lift my eyes to your sister, for even
If had won her love, there was that
between us which she would never
have forgotten or forgiven"
What do you meant" said Doris,
knitting her ivory brows.
Don't ask me-" stanmered poor
Teddy. II really can't explain, but
take my word for it. please. recog-
nize your sisters strength and SUI
pericrity, and SO l say again that she
is able to hold her own, even against
Philip Trevor"
you do not know Philip Trevor"
shivered Doris.
do / not?" said the young man,
with a spark of fire in his quiet eyes.
Pardon me, Miss, Hatton, you err
greatly"
What" cried Doris, aroused at
last to curiosity, and turning her
bright gaze full upon him, have you
any acquaintance with that MANI"
ut was once my misfortune to en-
dure some hard things at his hands. :"
Doris beamed sudden sympathy.
why, then, we are fellow-suffer-
ers", and as such, we ought to be bet
ter friends than ever, Mr.. Craven"
Teddy wiped the moisture of mis-
cry from his forehead.
Good Heaven! you might think
otherwise, if the matter was fully ex-
planned to you. But don't mind me,
Miss Hatton. Here are the evening
papers. Wouldn't you like to look
them over, while so and find Miss
Wingate? / think she requires some
trifing service of me tonight"
He left the room precipitantly.
"What an odd. incoherent person
Mr.. Craven isl" thought Doris, as she
sat down to the reading table and
opened the journals he had given her.
Her eyes swept over the printed coll
umns, and fell, at length, on the
following lines:
"Wanted-A young lady of intel
ligence and refinement, to amuse for
several hours daily an invalid child.
Highest salary. Call Friday morning,
between the hours of IL and IL, at
100 Back Bay Avenue.
Twenty minutes later Miss Win
gate and Craven, entering the parlor
together, found Doris still studying
the advertisement She laid it before
Miss Wingate, and spoke into the
ear trumpet.
SIS not this a situation which Ipmay
reasonably hope to fill? Surely ! can
amuse an invalid child? Jacqueline
is out in the world, Drawing all sorts
of evils for my sake. Shall not be
up and doing in her absence? Be-
sides, the occupation will be good for
me just now; it will keep my
thoughts from dwelling too much
upon JAG. .
Miss Wingate nodded.
Back Bay Avenue is highly arIs-
tocratic precinct" she said, land No.
100-Yes, am confident / know that
house.
In the dark
Our fortunes meet us
MY dear, it is true that work might
divert you while you feel such anxiety
about Jacqueline. My brother will
certainly offer objections. but we will
try to overcome them"
With Mr.. Wingate's opposition we
have nothing 60 do, since it proved Of
no avail, for on the following morn
ing, as the clock struck IL, Doris
Hatton stood at the door Of 100 Back
Bay Avenue.