Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1909-12-02


my beautiful girl; my Beatrice, my
own, own Beatrice; Speak. Beatrice,
say something to mel"
She looked up at him. Her lovely
lips quivered
You are very strong, Michael" she
said; you are very strong"
1t is you, dearest, who have given
me my strength" he answered. deep
ly and earnestly. "It will always be
you for ever and for ever and for
ever! Together we will live a life
for each other and for the boy. The
world may say what it will care not
at all now. They will say that am
an adventurer who has won the great
est and most lovely lady in the land
They say. What say they? Let them
say. | would not dare before to do
what l am doing now. But at this
moment my own heart and conscience
are at peace, and you are my own,
and you are nine"
Yes, Michael" she whispered;
yours now for ever, my own true
knight, my noble, my perfect gentle
mani"
There was once more silence in the
room, until it was broken by sound
of happy sobbing.
The Duchess of London was crying
In her great happiness.
They had come out Of the night
nursery into the larger room among
tho pnt of LoJ T.,
the little curly head of the baby in
the cot.
and now, dear love-" the Duchess
said, Il must ring for the nurses
They must be here while we go down
stairs. And then, when you have
gone-oh, you must come early to-
morrow shall return, for l shall
sleep by the side Of my boy tonight.
Now we must go and find the other
two" .r ~
THE other two?" Grant said, dream
lily.
ooh, you selfish, selfish boy!" the
Duchess answered. "You wretchedly
selfish person! Have you forgotten
Basil and Daisy?"
'ioHI oldl leu. well, W IGll you
the truth, dearest" he said, II had
utterly and totally forgotten Them
Selfish Michael" she laughed, and
pressed the bell push.
In minute or two a couple of
nurses entered-demure women whose
faces lightened little with sympathy
when they saw the two splendid young
cfo -,
room
Il shall be- up again in about half
an hour" said the Duchess. "His
Grace is sleeping peacefully. Be very
careful not to wake him"
And then together she and Michael
went down the corridor into the great
gallery, and down the wide stairs into
the hail.
Mr.. Remington was still walking up
and down with his hands behind his
back, humming little tune. Then
when he saw the Duchess and her
cavalier, he drew himself up and
walked pompous1y towards them.
Your Grace" he said, with little
catch in his voice-"your Grace, l
liz SOulu soy AOlllAAlS u1Ol /,
something prevented any further
words.
THANK you, Remington" said the
Duchess; thank you very much" and
at the words the faithful old servant
looked UP at her.
He saw, doubtless, something in the
face of his mistress which was new to
hf,,o hn +,,rr r1Yio1y1v
at Michael Grant.
The lovely face and neck of the
Duchess grew pink, and yet a deeper
flush overspread them; it was as
though one poured wine into clear
spring water in crystal goblet.
The major-domo bowed Il will bid
your. Grace a good night" he said, "a
very happy good night; and you also
sir, if you will permit me-" And with
that the tall and portly man moved
noiselessly away.
Come, come!" said the Duchess
catching hold of MichaePs hand, hel
face still rosy-red, like the face of {
girl.
Comet They're in, the little blue
QraWlnS-fOOm.
Half running, she pulled her love-
across the hall, between the marble
pillars which supported the gallery
and flung open the great white-paintet
door which led into the blue drawing
room
"Oh, here you are!" she. said, in {
high, happy voice! Here you two
dear people are!' and then she stop
ped, laughing a9little, and looking vi
into Michael's face.
Certainly there was cause for lit
1 tie laughter.
Daisy and Basil were sitting in tn
same armchair!
The End.
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