Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1909-05-12

schoolfellow of mine said Lucille,
conciliatingly; shes full of spirits"
"Humph. So l should think. Don't
IKE people who are full of spirits;
always mistrust them, especially
when their spirits prompt them to
take liberties with me. Never
mind, my dear, I'll be even with her.
Now let's talk about yourself! How
1c you like being mistress of Darra-
court?"
Il don't think | could help liking
it," said Lucille.
mo, l suppose not. Well, you
take it quietly. I'm glad of that. |
thought you'd make fuss. I told
everybody so. / thought you'd put on
airs, and behave like schoolgirl.
But you don't. Yes, like you. It's
because you are pretty, suppose;
or because you've got good voice.
There, you needn't blush. You'll hear
plenty of compliments, and some OF
'em from somebody else besides an
old woman. Are you engaged?'
She raped out the question like
shot from gun, but Lucille met her
keen glance with a frank, open
smile.
"To be married? No, Lady Farm
ley
quite right. I'm glad of it, re-
torted her ladyship. Plenty of time.
l was afraid you might have entang-
led yourself at that school before
you came into Darracourt. Humph!
It won't be long before the SWANS
come around to you You be careful,
my dear"
II will said uLcille, laughingly.
You are match for me, my dear,
cool and have your head set on
straight. A young girl like you to be
the Lady of Darracourt! You must
come and see me at the Grange, and
soon, mind. Don't wait until you
think it proper to call, but soon. I'm
going now. If | send my carriage on
to the park gates, will you walk with
me that far?" she asked.
Lucille, for reply, ran and fetched
her hat.
"Humph! That's sensible. /
thought you'd keep me half an hour,
while you put on all your fallals.''
Il haven't any to put on said Lu-
ellie.
The two passed out and followed the
carriage, Lady Farnley talking, Lu-
ellie listening, and rejoining occa-
sionally. The old lady told her a
great deal about her neighbors, and,
in turn, warned her against them all.
Presently they came to the little
clearing in which Harry Herne's cot
tage stood.
Lucille glanced at it sideways,
as they were passing it, when there
strobe almost across their path
Harry Herne himself He was walk
ing slowly, with his head upon his
breast, a fishing rod in hand, and did
not see them.
At sight of him Lady Farnley
started slightly and turned pale I'M
her her rouge.
who is that?'' she demanded
sharply.
THAT is-Harry Herne."
Perhaps he heard her, low as she
had spoken, for he stopped short
and looked back.
He stood for a moment as If uncer-
tain whether to greet them, then
raised his hat and was going on with
his slight limp, when Lady Farniey
called to him.
He turned and came toward them,
and Lucille saw the old lady's fierce
expression soften into a strange kind
ness.
80 you are here still, are you,
! sir?''
Eyes, my lady he replied.
"Humph! They told me you were
going to leave the country. What are
you doing here?'
Il am Miss Darracourt's servant my
LADY, he replied, gravely, just rails
| ing his hat towards Lucille.
Miss Darracourt's servant.
Humph. she might have better!"
And she might have worse" he
said.
I'm not sure of that she snap
| ped, but she smiled as she spoke, and
her eyes dwelt on his face indulg-
emily. Il suppose / ought to tell
| her that you are an idle, ne'er-do-well,
Harry Herne, eh?"
at would be quite superfiuous, my
lady; there are so many to tell her
| that"
And you still keep him, my dear?'
Il am accustomed to judge for my
self, Lady Farnley,' she said, coldly
almost haughtily."
well, we'll, my dear, you are your
own mistress. | dare say he'll be use
full
"Have you any commands for one
my LADY," he said
Eth? Oh, no; you can go, sir;