The Morris County chronicle., 1910-08-30
CHAPTER II.
Continued.

AZ OuO VI ASI IbdltJ CuJOyoUlO hO
ments for the world, but il you arr
waiting for your niece" She leC
Miss Green through the wide, modern
hall to the garden, by side door
"Mr, Bromsgrove's coming" sh'
whispered as soon as they were alone
"The new vicar. l saw him through
the window. / can't endure the man
He gives me the creeps, and I wa!
| glad to escape. Isn't this pretty
house? Extraordinarily advanced fol
Malinder, You know we still lool
askance at Fart nouveau in Malinder
| Those chests are rather fine, dom
you think? You'd never guess thai
they were not really as old as they
look. And that spinning chair!
Audrey would love to spin, she says
| / wonder" There was something
little bitter and malicious in hel
voice, and yet, looking at her little
dark, lovely face, Greenie could not
bring herself to believe that it was
mean or spiteful one. The girl
looked soured, disappointed, bored
but certainly not mean.
AT the end of long pergola, uT
whose bare wires the Crimson Ram
bier rambled, slowly it seemed, and
most unwillingly, they met the two
/ girls; Audrey sparkling and excited
Tormentilla flushed and bright-eyed
Greenie, as she shot a glance at her
was glad to see how pleased and in
terested she looked.
do you know, Greenie," she said
as they walked down together after
wards, that this kind of thing is an
absolute revelation to me?"
What kind of thing?" Miss Green
asked sharply. She obviously dis
trusted Tormentilla's thoughtful
moods.
"All these people living their lives
In Malinder with nice little at-homes
and garden parties and dinners and
all the rest of it. / never realized
that there could be anything between
the deserving poor and us. 1t was
horribly narrow of me. OF course in
books-and one must have seen them
walking about. But one never real
ICED that they existed Mother"
"They don't exist to her," Greenie
said. II am sure she would prefer
that they didn't exist to you. My
conscience pricks me, Sandy, when
remember how strongly she will
disapprove of the intimacy"
They're rather nice," Tormentilla
said softly. "And my happiness is
much more important to you than
her disapproval, isn't it? Besides, all
men are brothers-y you've often told
me that. Ind Mrs. Cogwheel's house
is charming The tea-table silver
was Queen Anne, wasn't it? And
much prettier than Aunt Rasping-
toms, and the old oak was quite as
beautiful"
"Only good deal of it was hum
bug" said Miss Green drily, "and the
Raspington oak has always been at
Raspington since the house was built.
| There's four or five hundred years
wear between them, that's ALL"
"But doesn't it seem queer to you?
I'm awfully glad to find that Malinder
is full of interesting people and in
teresting lives, besides the shops and
the suffering poor. And / might
never have known"
Miss Green looked as IL she de-
voutly wished that she never had
known.
ALREADY Tormentilla said, tact
fully changing the subject, II have
found one way of being useful.
Audrey Cogwheel told me the secret
sorrow of her life yesterday, and I am
going to cure it if can. assure you
have strong hopes"
"Crossed in lover" Miss Green
asked sarcastically.
Poor Tormentillas face famed.
Her eyes filled with smarting tears,
but she said nothing.
Il mean,' said Miss Green hastily
"that she looks such pretty, happy
spoilt girl, and her troubles are al
most sure to be purely imaginary
Sandy dear, you know / wasn't think
ing Of"
II know" said the girl, trying to
smile. Greenie, life won't always
be such desert, will it? You always
say that clouds viii be sunshine to.
morrow, and I've never known you
to say anything that wasn't true, SO ]
must believe you, mustn't I? That's
the best OF never lying; you do gel
believed at important moments. AND
poor Audrey-well. 1t was a conf
) dence Won SEQ and nromisad to NJ
as secret as the grave. She's very
lovely, isn't she? And terribly like
Dolly when she's happy?D
"She's not at all the kind Of gir
I admire. Miss Green's voice wa.
cold. "Now, that lovely dark crea
ture with the little hat full of rose
buds"
MRS, Jack Standring? didnn
see much of her. Audrey says she il
rather a dear, but dreadfully quar-
relsome. She doesn't get on with hel
husband"
Here Miss Green laid down her EN-
broidery with some agitation.
Sandy, ! must beg Of you not K
allow yourself to be dragged int
these unsuitable discussions.
Tormentilla laughed
"Im nineteen" she said, "and full
OF common-sense, and l won't GOSSIP
If it distresses you, but / though
! perhaps-you never can tell
thought If got to know her bette,
might be able to help her too.
i Miss Green gasned Her advic,