Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1909-05-12
CHAPTER TX.


A week passed since the accident
in the park, and Lucille had seen no.
thing of Harry Herne. She might
have sent for him at any moment
for was he not her servant? But she
did not do so.
Once or twice she had made in
quiries concerning him of Susie, who
was always ready to talk about him,
and she learned that, though he still
limped little, he was in his usual
good health, and that the heroic
stoppage of the ponies had not re-
suited in broken limbs.
One afternoon, while Lucille was
up in her room, Marie Werner, from
the drawing room window, saw ap-
preaching great yellow chariot,
that might have come from the ark,
supposing that Noah had stored
furniture as we'll as animals, and a
footman announced Lady Farnley.
An old-a very old-lady entered,
with white hair and thick eyelids,
with a touch of rouge on her cheeks,
and ornaments of pearl and topaz
hanging to her ears and shining at
her throat. She had large nose,
slightly hooked, and sharp eyes gilt
tering under thick, white brows, and
when she came in and saw Marie
Werner she stopped, bent her eyes
upon her almost fiercely, and drop
ped a stately, dignified little curtsey,
Marie Werner, with her sweetest,
demurest smile, bent her head, and
old Lady Farnley came and sank in
to a chair, her yellow satin robe flow
ing around her like balloon.
She looked at Marie Werner for a
moment or two, and then commenced.
well, | suppose you have heard of
me? | should have called before,
but I thought you would. have been
in too much confusion to want visit
ors. Don't seem to be much upset,
however," she added, with a little
grunt.
"Oh, no." said Marie Werner, sweet
ly. "Mr Head, the lawyer, had The
pidCe put otIdi5Ht uclol0 VIC Soh
down."
'Ah, Head? Yes, I remember. Re
spectacle man! And how do you
like the place, eh?"
ooh, remarkably replied Marie
Werner, enjoying the mistake the
old woman was making. ut is so com
pact and comfortable
Compact? Humph! Pretty extens
i've. too Comfortable? Of course
it is. You speak of it as if it was
cottage"
''Oh, it is quite large enough" said
Marie Werner Miss Darracourt
says sometimes that it is too large.
Miss Darracourt!'' echoed the ole
lady, glazing at her fiercely. "Aren't
you Miss Darracourt?"
"Oh, no. murmured Marie, with
an angelic smile.
MOT Then who-who are your
/ demanded Lady Farnley, with {
scowl of indignation.
/ Il am Miss Darracourt's friend anC
companion, Marie Werner she re
piled, with an innocent little smile.
What the old lady would have re
| torted in her wrath will never bt
i known, for at that moment the doc
opened and Lucille entered, and Ma
/ RE Werner said:
This is Miss Darraeourt."
Lady Farnley rose, purple will
rage and indignation, but the sigh
| of Lucilles beautiful face, and NOR,
especially the calm, dark eyes, dis
! armed her. and before she coult
| curtsey, Lucille held out her hand
| and Lady Farnley took it.
'Humph.' grunted her ladyshir
well, there is no mistake abou
| your being a Darracourt, at an.
rate: that's a comfort. my dear. Al
the Darracourts were good-looking
worse luck to them, But l don't re
member any with that hair of yours
Got it from your mother. l suppose
And now. | imagine you know who
ann"
| You are Lady Farnley?" said Ii
ellie.
yes. Martha Farnley. the prir
cipal woman in the place. until yo
came And now. l suppose. | sim
into insignifcance before chit of
girl. Not that that title fits you
You're tall, aren't you? Humphi
rather like you. tell you what,
don't like that girl you've got here
Impudent mink. amused herself wit
playing a practical joke upon an oil