Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-11-05
A knaVe of Hearts.

rippled out to him across the water, as
she grasped the situation and his line at
the same moment.
Wait moment" she said an get
the hook out"
But the owner of the line did not
wait. He made few strides across the
rough stepping stones in the river, and,
with one jump, was at her side.
Let me do that" he said. 'T can
really see to get it out better than you
can, you know, and 1 promise not to pull
your hair more than can help! How
can ever apologize for my clumsiness 2"
Tie hook took some little time to dis
entangle from her soft hair, and appar-
emily ne did not hurry himself over the
task
please don't apologize" said Angela.
1t was almost as much my fault as
yours, for I had no business to fall
asleep here when l ought to have been
much farther down the stream"
She glanced up at him, and their eyes
met. Into his leapt something which
brought a faint access of color to her
soft cheeks.
He stopped and picked up the book
which had fallen from her lap, and as
he did so the cover fell open, and he
saw the name written on the fy-leaf-
angela Thursby."
And | am forgiven p he queried
quite. Have you had any sport 2"
He opened the basket slung on his
| shoulder, and disclosed to view three
small fish.
Angela shook her head
Very poor" she said, opening her
parasol. "You should try farther down
stream, where there is quite a famous
pool. My uncle, the vicar. knows it well,
and many a nice little fish | have eaten
which came from there You-you have
| permission from the manor to fish any
where, suppose?'
He cast sharp glance at her
Yes, have permission. If you are
| going downstream, Miss Thursby, may
| accompany you-even though you don't
know my name, which is Lane-George
Lane-entirely at your service, and per-
haps you would just show me the pool
you SO kindly mentioned"
"Of course I will" And Angela led
the way along the narrow path, which
was hardly wide enough to allow of two
walking abreast; so Lane was forced
to be content with good view of her
slim back and the soft coils of her thick
hair, though now and again line of
| pink cheeks was turned to him.
He informed her that he was staying
at the little inn so dear to the heart of
fishermen, and she, in return, told him
that she lived with the vicar, her uncle
and guardian, whereupon Lane registered
vow to attend at the pretty village
church on the following Sunday.
AS the path widened out Angela
paused.
"There is your pool" she said, pointing
to where willows dipped in the clear
green water. "If you have any luck, you
ought to fill your basket round about
there"
Lanes face lighted up. Then his eyes
fell upon the girl.
81 am awfully obliged to you," h'
said "it's very good of you to have tolC
me of it. wonder"
'What do you wonderH" she said
whether / might call on the vical
one dayH"
Angela laughed.
81 am sure he will be delighted to SEE
you, especially as he will find you {
kindred spirit. He is most enthusiastic
angler, so I think / can promise you {
cordial reception. Here he is, so you
can make acquaintance at once.
An elderly clergyman was, coming to
wards them, followed by a couple o
field-spanieIs. He was looking with keel
eyes at the river, and started visibly
when Angela addressed him.
"Ah my dear, fear l have kept you
but | fingered to look at a couple o
good pools above the long meadow
and
my dear uncle, know you of old
The river has a fascination for yol
which cannot be resisted But let M
introduce to you Mr.. Lane, who is stay
ing at the inn, and who is also fisher
man My uncle, Canon Thursby!"
81 had the misfortune to catch m,
hook in Miss Thursby's hair, sir" sait
Lane. as the two men shook hands
"and, as proof of her forgiveness, sh
has kindly shown me the best pool il
the river"
"And an object for invading farm
yards and chasing game cocks!" said tn
canon's niece, with a smile in her lovely
ewes ut is a wonder you have neve
been taken up for nearly killing tn
choieer contents of some of the poultry
wards of the neighborhood
'Well, my dear, a few feathers NOR
or less, what matter? But if you ar
staying at the inn, Mr. Lane l hope yoI
will come and dine with me one evening
You have permission to fish all the rive
belonging to the Crispin property, l sup
poser"
4sYes-I-I was at Eton with Vivial
Crispin''
Angela darted glance at Lanes hand
some face.
as he really SO good looking'" sh'
said.
I-well-I don't know what yol
would cali good-Iooking, Miss Thursby,
he said. with gay laugh, "Tt's so en-
tirelv matter of taste and opinion. He'
tall and all that sort of thing, you know
not bad oh :"
'Tn spite of s:ag a look -and-die sort
of person, with an enormous idea of biz
own importance, and the reputation Of
being a-well, knave of hearts, sait
Angela.
! .. 5aa- Auusia - ramon.