The searchlight. [volume] (Culbertson, Mont.) 1902-current, 1910-04-29

Lucy Carew opened her eyes the
next morning in the blaze of brilliant
day. The 10th of November broke in
holiday and golden fashion after a
night OF wild. unusual storm. In the
coarse nightdress of her hostess she
lay In her clean bed in the country
smelling little attic. She had scarcely
stirred to rise when knock at her
door held her motionless.
Mrs. Ramsdill. red-cheeked, bashful.
eyed, came In like bright appari.
ton, for she looked at her ledger over
giant bouquet; the profusion filled
her hands. She arrived like Flora.
She had note and gave II. .r-
If you please. miss. from Craven
there's a hanswer to take"
She regarded with pretty, tinid Gu
riosity this handsome young lady who
stood well out OF the short nightdress,
her feet cleaning charmingly dis
played below the hem. Above the
low. plain collar her neck and dark
head rose frankly Women-beautifu
women-do not imagine how much to
their beauty's enhancing Is sometimes
the naive garments of their simple sis
tiers. Ribbons and furbelows would
not have made Lucy Carew more
lovely to look on than as thus the Eng
lish cottager saw her: the coarse mus
lin over her swelling breast. her arms
bare to the elbows-for Mrs. Ramsdill's
gown stopped there. Miss Carew took
the roses in her hands.
Mrs. Ramsdill had her wonderings.
Tempest was beloved. but he was as
well known. Even Cravenford could
tell its tales. The good creature
unused on her guest and remarked the
eyes-how they lost their clearness to
sparkle. how cheeks mantled as the
letter. with entire ignoring OF her CON-
pany. was broken open.
TN wait outside. MISS" she deli.
cately suggested. land you'll call me
for the answer"
Miss Carew held the roses against
her and read her note.
Craven. November 10
My dear Miss Carew: II what YOU tell
me is true land how can I suppose YOU
have come 5000 miles to play with my
vanityD then you will feel II worth your
while to write the study OF which Won
spoke-unless my conduct as host has
blackened me too much In your eyes.
II you VIII GOMEZ have sent d carriage
for you'll will do all In my power to
make II easy for you to write what you
wish. There will be no train to London
before late afternoon. II you refuse me
the proof of your entire cordially, / shall
come to the Ford-to avoid me you will
have to walk. and I fancy your shoes
VIII NOT help you. Faithfully.
BASIL TEMPEST.
For the first time in weeks MIR.
Tempest slept till morning, and for
the first time in weeks awakened not
a prey to the black horrors that gen.
orally perched on his bedpost to wait
the opening of his eyes. If" as he
had often grumbled. lone could only
get into the day without beginning
It."
To superintend the gathering of a
bunch Of roses. to write the note he
had sent, amused him. and no sooner |
was Ramsdill and the trap dispatched |
than. whistling like boy. he made a
tour of the house. followed by Mrs.
AASAAASs ~ "ucAa AN saw COuulltSS Ill.
rections a. to setting of Craven in !
holiday trim. Sunlight flashed at him
everywhere. 1t fell in luxuriant floods
Down the long galleries. routed Mel.
lncholy out of hooks In the darkest
'ooms where ghosts and dismals that
tempest had grown to consider a
lamiliars nested and Matched.
What q day." he exclaimed more
han once. Open everything-throw
u the windows wide. No, / viii ar.
'ange the flowers myself" The Ear.
lener had fetched IN what Tempest
ealled torrents II bloom" and he
Flowed With enjoyment a he piled
'oses and carnations and lilies into
Ilass and silver according to his fancy. I
once he caught up his huoyant mood
p ~: What II the adventurous lady
IAoo0 ref0ssy His brow darkenea.