Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1910-05-13
CHAPTER XIV.

d1Ao Will uST LudC Gay, 50 nope I6ll
no conjunction about leaving her
alone, though she was by no means
anxious to accompany Miss Dacre
whose constant condolences about Lum-
ley made her feel uncomfortable; for
during his visit to Dresden she had
perceived what was the real attrac.
ton which brought him there, and she
had a sense of guilt towards Miss Da.
Gre which oppressed her.
However, she will be going away
SOON" was her reflection as she Cress.
Cd, always In black, but not now in
such mourning-black lace over black
satin, her snowy neck and arms show,
ing through their transparent cover.
ing and Jet comb shining among the
abundant coils Of her rich, dark-chest.
nut hair.
Il am SO glad you could come!"
cried Miss Dacre. when she got into
the carriage. II cannot go quite by
myself, and there is no one else in
Paris l care to have. Do you know,
my father says he thinks he saw
George Lumley on the Boulevards this
morning."
Indeed Well. we have seen moth
ing of him"
the house was crowded with a bril-
liant audience. The music was light
ana sparkling. Many glasses were
turned to the box occupied by the two
MISUNDERSTANDING Englishwomen.
Hope Desmond had had budget from
her faithful friend Miss Rawson that
evening and something in the con-
TENTS had sent her forth with a bright
color and smiling face. Even Miss
Dacre, self-absorbed as she usually
was, thought How handsome Hone ia
lookingI" -
Tnat young lady, who had been
weeping the house with her opera.
ylass, suddenly started, and exclaim-
%, Why, there is George Lumlev IN
me balcony oppositel He is with Lord
nverton. Is It not extraordinary?-as
Soon as l come to Paris he appears
Stay' ne sees US; they are coming
Over. don't know how it Is. but
keEt should meet him here"
In few minutes the door Of the how
opened to admit Lord Everton and his
young nephew. -
well Miss Dacre, this is an unex-
pected pleasure" said the gallant old
peer. Il met Castleton a couple NJ
hours ago, and he told me Won wera
coming here tonight. Then this voung
Scapegrace called at my au quatrieme
and we agreed to look you up."
saw Richard Saville in town the
day before yesterday" said Cantain
Lumley as he shook hands with Miss
Desmond. He told me you were IN
Paris; and-here am"
1T is the best time for Paris. every.
thing looks 80 bright and gay" she re-
turned, with some slight embarra az.
menf- Rather different from ORES
den."
Il hope there may be a change from
the Dresden Tone" he replied. with
some significance. Then he turned To
greet Miss Dacre with great cordial
ity, and while they talked with much
animation Lord Bverton addressed
Miss Desmond.
Delighted to see youi So glad Won
have not deserted my distinguishes
s1ster-in-law. You remind me OF Una
and the Lion, or might say the I'll.
ger. The sottening power you have
exercised is amazing. only wish the
process extended In widening circles
to embrace a few more than your IA
vored self"
Il wish I possessed the power Won
credit me with. returned Hope, smil-
ing, as she made room for him beside
her. She was always amused with the
boyish old peer, who showed her a de-
gree Of kindly attention which touch
cd her.
"And how are you getting on?" he
continued, in a confidential tone. 'I
know that good fellow Rawson count.
cd on you as an ally In the cause Of
Madame's prodigal SON"
II do not get on at all. have had
but one chance Of pleading for him.
and 1 am afraid l made little or no
impression. Mrs. Saville has been
profoundly offended. Naturally, she
will find 1t hard to forgive"
"She is somewhat adamantine. IF
you succeed with her 1 shall say YOU
are a deucedly clever young woman.
Still, 1 am inclined to back you. i
must tell Hugh what a f1rst-rate ad-
vocate he has. 1 had a letter from
him few days ago. His ship will be
out Of commission-let me see, in less
than i've months. The present First
Lord Is an old schoolfellow Of mine,
and he wants lift with him. He must
keep up, you know, now he is a mar
ried man-poor beggari Then, in
way, am responsible for his sins
"oh, indeed" said Hope, looking at
him with eager, earnest eyes
yes; knew old Hilton for years,
on and on. He wasn't bad fellow at
Rll-very much Ia my own line; and
! am not at all q bad fellow, 1 assure
Vou"