Los Angeles herald., 1909-10-10

II. L GaIn6T D6 OIL the poorest lHdH
get money in that way"
But Lord Ernest put her scruples
aside.
In less than a week Mr.. Goldenhawk
arrived by appointment at Shrapnall
manor and took the tapestry away. 1t
was returned at the end of three
months, and about two weeks after
ward Mr.. Gardiner called. He started
when he entered the tapestry room.
Then you have had this restored?'
he said.
why, of course; you must know" |"
she replied. 1T was your own wish.
Lord Ernest Malvern, your special
friend. called and recommended its
being done. How do you like it?''
ut is quite amazing; it is lovely" re-
piled Gardiner. THE colors are as
vivid as though they had just been put
in. Look at the green of that grass
and the foliage. 1 congratulate you on
having this valuable piece of tapestry
restored to it's original splendor"
Il am glad, too" she answered-''Very
glad. l missed it sadly. l think my
dear uncle must be happy again now
that it has been put on the walls once
more"
You are looking pale, Miss Ashley;
are you well?" asked the solicitor.
"Oh, yes" she answered; Il am quite
well. Are there any business matters
you want to talk over with me?''
We'll, none in particular No man
ever left his affairs in such perfect
order as did your uncle. The only one
subject that ought to be decided on is
this, Miss Ashley: You ought to make
your will"
But 1 am not 20 yet" she replied.
Surely there is time enough"
Il must speak frankly" continued
co hoyOnH HnIlht IN
make your will, and in all honesty, if
you don't marry, you ought to leave
your property to your cousin Stephen
He has never spoken about it, poor
fellow, never to me, since the day when
he was dispossessed. If you made no
will, he would inherit as heir at law,
but it would be much less complicated
towel, leave it to him. l consider
that he has been badly treated"
We'll, l will think about will, al
though l don't believe l shall make one
just yet" replied the girl; and she
added, coloring family, Il may marry
after all"
An alarmed expression went like a
flash through Gardeners eyes. Joan
did not see it. She was seated by the
fire; her face was white. She had lost
much of the bloom of her beauty.
You don't go out enough" he said,
looking at her you ought to be out
in the air and not stay in this big room
with such a huge fire most of your
time"
Il love the room, and the air tires
me-" she answered. Nevertheless, l
will take your advice. l will go for
walk now"
He shook hands with her and went
away. On his way up the avenue he
met a young man whose name was
Fleming. He had once known him very
slightly as a promising young artist in
London. The young man was riding
bicycle. Seeing Gardiner, he stopped
and dismounted.
How do you do, Mr.. Gardiner" he
said. do you happen to know if Miss
Ashley is at home?"
Yes, and she doesn tlook too we'll;
it's my belief she is consumptive."
Il will go and see for myself" replied
Fleming.
He remounted his bicycle and con-
tinued on his way. Joan was just go
ing out when she met Fleming.
"Oh!" she cried, a look of delight
coming over her face; you are the very
person 1 want. l am glad to see you"
Then you take an interest in me
still, although you are woman of
property and 1 am poor artist who
lives from hand to mouth?"
"Oh!" said Joan, with a sigh, 1--WE
were very happy in those days"
'We?" he answered. do you for a
moment class yourself with me?'
"And why not, Mr.. Fleming? Why
should we not be friends still?'
You need not ask if l wish it, be-
cause l should be only too delighted"
was the reply. And yet, do you know,
l felt more at home with you when