Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-11-12

.ood a picture of lovely confusion, with
her pretty hands covered with -four, q
mudge of which was also to be seen
rrnamenting her soft pink cheeks.
Caught red-handed," said Lane gaily
Don't be angry with me, Miss Angela,
hut the temptation was not to be re-
sisted. Are those really tarts you are
makingf"
"Yes-raspberry and currant."
"Oh, splendidi VIII they be done in
Enle to. take up the river, want you
30 come up with me and lunch under
the trees. thought perhaps your
friend. Miss Carew, might come too"
Angela surveyed him with a smile
dancing in her lovely eyes.
How good-looking he vast No look
and die person, this.
DO you know you are very cool?" she
said. ''Why should make tarts for
you prayf"
eThen you force me to steal them,"
he said. 81 shall certainly get them BY
hook or by crook, for, as it happens, I
am particularly fond of raspberry and
Currants."
81 shall have to call you the knave of
hearts. I mean"
Their eyes had met, and what she saw
In his brought the hot color to her
cheeks Her eyes dropped before his ar
dent gaze.
There is only one heart should like
to steal away" he whispered, "and l
think you ought to know whose that is,
Miss Angela, for"
what plot are you two conspirators
hatching?" said gay voice, and Hilary
Carew appeared from the shrubbery
path, swinging her white cheeks with a
smile full of meaning "You both look
very guilty. You are going fishing
again, Mr.. Lane?"
This with a glance at the rod and
basket which Lane had deposited on the
wide window sill on which he was lean
ing very much at his ease. He had made
himself quite at home at the vicarage
since the informal introduction which
his false cast had won for him only a
few days ago, and it had not escaped
Hilary's sharp eyes that the attraction
was most decidedly not so much the fell
low-fsherman whom he found in the
vicar, with whom he discussed flies and
pools, with one eye on the charming head
of the wears niece as she bent demurely
over her sewing, as that young lady in
question. And more wonderful still, the
fair, cool, level-headed Angela seemed to
be falling a victim to that little mis-
chievous god who, armed with his bow
and culver full of arrows, had shot at
her in vain in the past. He must have
chuckled to himself, Hilary thought, as
he watched the little comedy going on
now, and fixed an arrow in his bow with
more confidence than ever.
"He is fishing for raspberry and cur
rant tarts," said Angela, rubbing the
-four off her pretty hands, and slipping
down her sleeves, "but he will have to go
without them, for they will not be ready
in time to take up the river, if that is
really what we are to do today. What
do you say to the plan, Hilaryf"
Il am sure Miss Carew thinks it per-
feet one," said Lane audaciousiy, "and l
suppose it will be our last quiet excur-
sion, for the festivities begin tomorrow
at the hall"
Hilary looked across at Angela with
q smile, which Lane caught, and an an
swering twinkle danced for a moment
an his handsome eyes.
Up the river the two girls glided in
the pretty boat which belonged to the
vicarage, pulled by Lane, with long, slow
strokes. 1t was delightful day, and
the luncheon basket, which had been
hastily put together by Angela and the
cook, was much appreciated. But per-
haps the fact that the food had been
prepared by those pretty hands on which
Lanes eyes were fixed as he slowly
pulled the light boat along had had a
good deal to do with its fascination for
him.
Through the trees something white
flashed out in the sunshine.
Look at the tents springing UP like
mushrooms on the lawns at the hal"
said Hilary. 'Will you be there, Mr.
IAne3 But of course you will, for you
know Mr.. Crispin very well, don't YOU"
Pretty WELL" he said lazily. eve
were at school and college together. Oh,
yes, know Crispini"
Then of course you take his part"
said the girl, with laugh
Lane rested ON his sculls for mo-
ment. He was watching Angela as she
upped her hand in the clear running
water
Take his part 20 he echoed. "I am
afraid l don't quite understand, Miss
Hilary"
DO You mean to say that you don't
Know what Mr.. Crispin's reputation is?
we have heard terrible accounts of him
arom friend who knew him when he
was with his regiment at Aldershot. He
appears to be the most inveterate knave
OF hearts-goes in for wholesale slaugh-
Ter Angela and 1 quite agreed that he
must want lesson-and he will get it
some day.
Lane laughed.
You are really laboring under mis-
take" he said, pulling up stream steadi-
there are two Crispins, you know
mai brothers. l expect you have mixed
them up At any rate, don't condemn
poor old Vivian unheard 1t is unfair
on aa MN, isn't it, Miss Angela?"
Oh don't appeal to Angela said
mary smartly, "she quite agrees with
The afternoon went all too fast, and