Morgan County republican. (Versailles, Mo.) 1906-1914, 1910-02-17

Ouce he caught up MS DnOyant mOOu
to say: What if the adventurous lady
should refuse?' His brow darkened.
she will not-she will come" he de.
cided with an arrogance for which
years OF success were responsible.
AT moor wheels were heard on the
meet her and lifted her out of the
trap.
You have brought this weather
with o from the states. where /
hear everything Is golden"
He had not released her hand,
which he took in welcome. Leave
me a calendar full of days like this
when you go, won't you, so that ! can
call on them when / like" He had
drawn her into his study window and
was by her side.
Before them miles and miles of
meadow-land swayed and rippled and
undulated like an inland sea hemmed
on all sides by a thick forest; the
trees were still in yellow LEAKAGE and
made a halo Of gold around the val
leying land. No house was in sight.
Directly in front stretched a thick,
green turf, and to meet 1t the stone
terrace with pillared. messy raili.g.
While the American Toasted her
eyes on the scenes melting beauty
tempest talked to her as perhaps he
alone Of all the world could have
talked. He told her tales Of shire
In a humorous, mystic fashion; pryed
out Tor her the secrets, the traditions
.! the country and its humble. pretty
legends. From these he passed to the
scenes of The Revelation" his latest
mover, laid here, and gave her a sketch
OF the history of the creation and de-
Velopment OF the book. Then finally
he said:
come, let me show the place where
! round Lettice GrammOnt."
His bewitched listener followed him
In a dream, walking on air, enchanted.
fiatless, they both slipped out from
the terrace into a little park, Tempest
leading, and suddenly she found her.
self In what went for a bit of wood.
land. At the side of a mcadow.brown
brook upon whose well-like water the
trees had sent barqucs Of withered
leaves to be whirlcd and destroyed,
Tempest said:
stand there, please, where you are,
by that birch"
Miss Carew obcycd the fancy and
stood motiOnless, whilst filtering down
upon her one by one the iecks and
circles of sunlight fell through the
leaves, dancing on her brown hair
and her brown dress.
Tempest. his brows knit, but his
expression radiant, watched her, smil.
ing.
DO you by any chance remember
the book. Miss Carew?"
"Oh, we'll"
And you liked it?"
His tone was almost timid, be
waited with suspense for her re.
Spouse.
1t struck her as curious that her
opinion about a work already trans.
lated into four languages and whose
merit was a household word should he
asked.
Like IT," she exclaimed, and he
was answered.
He crossed the brook from her, ex.
tended his hand. and helped her over.
Il am glad" he said ~fervently.
Luncheon had followed in q small
breakfast.rCom whose air was do.
mesticity and intimacy-a faultless
meal, f~aultlessly served, the light riot.
ing in the rejecting surfaces of glass
and silver, and dazzling on the cloth.
1t was past three when Miss Carew
found that she had made the tour of
Craven under the guidance OF the host
himself.
Il must go, Mr.. Tempest"
Nonsense" he exclaimed impa-
tiently. What for, pray?"
In an hour my train leaves for Lon.
dom
What train Of yours? You have no
time, no destination-have you-other
than this one spot OF the old world,
What is waiting for you in London?"
To his direct query, made testify
and sharply, she did not reply, but
simply held out her hand to him in
good.by.
He did not refuse to take the hand,
which in his felt prisoned.
You have been amusing yourself,
| see--this has been a little jaunt
from London. to what you have made
In your romantic mind a shrine? I
have made myself ridiculous in taking
1t seriously"