Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1909-04-21
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Miss Darracourt-you can see her
When you please-you will see her
tonight. You look kind and gentle"
ne drew short breath, and Lucille's
face flushed, twill you speak a word
for a hard-pressed man?'
For you, do you mean?" said Luz
Gle, trying to speak coldly.
Yes, for me!'' he said
What is it you want?" she asked.
Il want her permission to remain
here-at Darracourt," he said, as if
he We're trying to speak calmly and
found it hard to succeed. 81 will be
her servant will do anything. /
have been here since-since / was
born His voice grew hoarse for a
moment and rang with a dull pain.
There is not tree, not a horse, or
hound that do not know and love.
And they tell me that-that must go
that things are changed The
squire knew me, and allowed me to
live upon the place; but now-the
lawyer-Mr. Head, tells me 1 must
go, and | feel that / cannot" He
looked around with a wild gesture of
despair. 1--WE no claim upon this
Iady-God bless heri-no, no claim: I
only ask to be her servant For Gods
sake, plead for me, Missl Forgive me
Tor seeming so wild and fierce: nv
hearts in this-I might say, my life,
Plead for mel"
Tell me your name?" she MUIR
INJURED.
Harry Herne," he said in low
voice.
Il will remember it." said Lucille.
And can answer for Miss Darra-
court; you shall stay
How can | thank your" he said,
with catch in his breath. ST may
seem light matter this, but to me"
He stopped abruptly. THANK you,
Thank you, Will you tell me your
name?' he added, his voice dropping
TO a grave respect that was as full of
dignity as his suppressed passion.
My name is Lucille Darracourt.
she said.
| might have known he breathed
7 might have known There was
pause, then he went on in a very
low, grave voice: Miss Darracourt,
there is no servant of them all who
shall serve you more devotedly than
will do-no, not one, Till | die I will
never forget what | owe you for
those words, You shall stay" God
bless you and watch over you, Miss
Darracourt!'
She stood while one could have
counted twenty, until the sound of
his footsteps had died out among the
bracken, then. with a sudden culver,
she covered her eyes with her hands.
and, woman-like, burst into quiet
cry. ~.
And if Miss Werner had seen her
then, she would not have had to COM
plain of her GOODNESS. The ice had
melted; the kiss young Harry Herne
mad pressed upon her dress seemed to
nave live coal as she turned and
fed toward the house. So
=, CHAPTER II,
Lucille paused for moment out
side the drawing-room window, to re-
gain her composure, and to wipe away
the traces of the tears which had
sprung to her eyes so suddenly.
She knew that Marie Verner's
sharp eyes would detect the signs of
her emotion, and would instantly
question her, and for some unex-
planned reason, Lucille shrank from
a recital of tho avtraord;porx Soono
which she had witnessed, and ner
Interview with the young man which
had followed it. It seemed almost
we'll, romantic and sentimental, and
Lucille had a horror of the senti-
mental. What did it amount to, after
all? She had by chance been wit
ness in a quarrel between the Mar
quis of Merle and kindly gamekeep-
er, and afterwards the gamekeeper
had begged her to take him into her
employ. There wasn't much in that
Il am over-tired and excited,' she
said, looking over the lawn, and
laughing family What fools women
are, If the man had not been so hand |
some. II shouldn't have made such |
an idiot of myself"
As she spoke, there rose before her |
the vision of the stalwart, graceful |
form, standing above her, with one
appraised hand, invoking a blessing |
upon her. She felt the beautiful, !
masterful eyes fixed on her, heard the |
deep. musical voice, and she tried to |
laugh again, but failed
NO l won't tell Marie she MUIR
INJURED. 'She would never cease to |,
chair me as she calls it. Besides, |
perhaps / have done a foolish thing, |
after all. The young man may be
bad charaeter-a poaeher, or some |