Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1909-11-10
By CHARLES CARvICE

awful bore, but there's been SONS
amusement lately since the other one
put In an appearance. BY Jove,
She. perfect find in place like
this. Who'd guess that such hole
as this could produce such a thorough
bred specimen? It's shame sne
should be born to blush unseen and
waste her sweetness on the-what dc
you call it?-desert air, you know"
Are you speaking of Miss Der
tramp" said Vernon Vane, grimly.
"of course" assented the Honorable
/ Clarence. you don't suppose mean
Maud or Georgina?" and he laughed
scornfully. mol / wish by George
they were, either of them, a patch
upon herl I'd make up my mino
then. It's deuced difficult to do SO
while Jeanne is byl Jove, almost
| wish I'd never seen her! It's rather
hard on a fellow when he's trying to
swallow a dose of medicine to have a
glass of champagne stuck at his Ell.
bow He's likely TO toss down the
sparkling, you know, and leave the
medicine alone. BY Jove, she's
too charming, and I'm rather badly
hi, my dear fellow!"
| Vernon Vane still stares at the
lew with his hands in his pockets.
The Honorable Clarence yawned.
You don't seem to sympathize,
zane; don't go in for this sort OF
! thing, perhaps? BY George, I'm
rather glad you don't, for l should be
inclined TO be jealous, for you seem
to be rather a Notwithstanding her
brother and all that sort of thing, you
know, eh?"
still Vernon Vane does not speak,
but he leans over the balcony and
peers into the shrubbery lying some
distance beneath
might have cigarette here, sup
pose" mutters the Honorable Clar'
enee. languidly. Yes" he continues,
watching the thin cloud of smoke as
1t floats out upon the sweet spring
air; yes, she's very tempting, and a
fellow might do worse thu, fling her
his handkerchief aud 81 tie down.
But. by Jovel what is man to do
when people have made up their
minds that he's to marry for money,
and have taken the trouble to find a
rich pillmaker's daughters for him to
choose from? Have a cigarette?"
Something that sounds like curt
MOI is the reply.
The Honorable Clarence goes on
again.
yes, fellow might DO worse;
but. after all, don't you know love in
cottage Is rather risky, Ell? That's
her singing now. BY Jove, she's very
tempting, l wonder what my people
would say II were to make fool OF
myself and marry herr"
Vernon vane moves slightly and
straightens his back,
what are you looking at down
there?" asks the Honorable Clarence.
Vernon Vane looks at him with
sternly set lips.
Il was wor dering," he says, with
quiet intentness. whether If man
were pitched over the balcony, ne
would break his neck?"
The Honorable Clarence stares a@d
strokes his mustache with ar inso'
lent wonder.
"Doont know" he says. Lets go
in and he pitches his cigarette away:
Eyes, / think we had better as
sents the other, with significance
which is entirely lost upon the self
satisfied Honorable.
Vernon Vanes handsome face looks
grimmer than ever as he strides
across the room. He looks, as Miss
Georgna whispers in a sentimental
giggle to Jeanne, who has finished
her song and is saying goodnight
like an angry prince"
He is very handsome, really, my
dear Jeanne!" whispers Georgina,
land quite too charming, don't you
think? It's such a pity that he's only
an artist--and so poorl"
us he's it?'' says Jeanne, with a
little start, and she raises her eyes
to the face that looks, indeed, Singh
larly handsome and noble in con-
trast with the commonplace counte-
nance of the pillmaker opposite.
Goodnight. dear-dear Jeanne,
shipper Georgina and Maud.
"You are quite sure you won't have
the carriage?" says Mrs. Lambton,
These spring nights are very danger
Gus; don't you think so, Mr.. Vane?
"oh. 1t is quite warm" says Jeanne;
and so they take their departure, the
Honorable Clarence accompanying
them TO the door.
let me arrange your cloak, Miss
Bertrand" he pleads, as they stand
upon the step But Jeanne draws
away little and the Honorable Clal'
ence's hand falls upon Halls shoulder
instead.
CHAPTER TX
Thank goodness that's overt ex.
claimed Hal. leaping into the road.
Never again with you, Robin. for
ne. Jeanne. wild horses wouldn't
drag me into another feed at the
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