The Hattiesburg news. (Hattiesburg, Miss.) 1908-1917, 1910-01-11
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The day was clear and mild; along
the hedges the holly Redeemed and the
warm dampness of the air bespoke
rain. The windows of the brougham
motor were open, and the golden air
swan in upon them soft and sweet.
Miss Carew's dress was red, her
coat tight-fitting buttoned up to her
chin, and toque of cloth from I'M
der whose furry edges the bright line
OF her hair ran like copper. She
glowed in her corner of the car. The
days brilliance seemed held in her
az in fulcrum.
Penthuen stands in a park of oaks
through whose bare branches the
gray and red of the towers burned and
shone.
IT'S Elizabethan." Tempest said.
they passed through the gates into q
broad court between two porters'
lodges and rolled slowly along the Az.
enue.
TITS not SO beautiful as Craven"
"Ah!" Tempest looked delighted
DE you really think that? wouldn't
have you feel otherwise, but I'm
afraid you're only kind. Penthuen is
more historic. On dit that Elizabeth
had 1t built for an obscure favorite
of hers. She made merry here a.
sver she made; poor. vacillating wom-
al. she was one of loves towards.
There's no one here today"
He held out his hand to help her
from the car. I'VE have Penthuen to
ourselves and with the Past"
The castle was museum, its treas
1res famous in two continents.
At the door they dispensed with the
old servant who acted as guide and
who knew Mr.. Tempest to have the
privilege of the house.
Miss Carew passed through the
an enchanted pilgrim down the av-
enues of history, from picture to pic
ture, from knight templar to the Span
ish Armada. Every now and then
Tempest would turn from the object
he was discussing to look at her, but
after the first time, when she caught
his eyes in all their brilliance and pas
sion, she did not meet them again.
At the end of the great gallery where
the stained windows let in foods of
yellow and crimson light he opened
the doors and led her out on to a
balcony running the round of the
towers.
Let me show you shire as no.
where else you will be able to see II"
She leant with him over the railing
and silently enjoyed, and at length he
said to her in tone whose vibrant
feeling made her shake as if he had
struck the stone on which she leaned
and it had trembled:
why do you keep your eyes from
me?"
His question and tone were so I'm
expected that she could not for the
soul of her speak-nor move. She
leaned as she was, her face from him
After a second, in which she could
hear her heart beat, he said quietly:
you are right to do so. Never look
at me--or my like-again."
There was such depth of melan-
choly and despair in his voice that
she involuntarily lifted her head-to
see that he had started sharply and
was looking through the open door
behind him into the picture hall; then
he gave an exclamation and she saw
him flush and start; he turned and
took her by the arm, thrusting her q
little around the balcony's curve out
of sight of the window.
stand there" he commanded;
don't move till come for you" He
had averted his face from her, and
bowed and lifted his hat and stepped
half way out of the balcony back into
the rooom.
Basil! What a fortunate en-.
counter"
How do you do?" Tempest said
coolly. where are the rest of your
party?"
''The rest of my party is one
Frenchman!-we have driven over
from Galeswater, where we are at a
dismal house party. l have left the
viscount at the porter's lodge, for
when ! heard that Mr.. Tempest was
doing the castle | decided | would
rather see you than the treasure with
my gentleman. So l told him that
par grand malheur, the castle was
refused to-day-that Lady Penthuer
was ill, and / should run in and try
to see her."
How we'll you lie"
81 have often lied we'll for you," she
said gravely. Let me come out and
see the sunset" and she pushed pas,
him. Tempest made no effort to re
tain her. Lady Ormond leaned az
Miss Carew had done on the balcony
| rail, but she looked at Tempest fear
lessly and not at the sunset,
Basil. I have scarcely eaten Of
slept since saw you"
you are foolish" he said coldly
but perhaps you are in love-"
ooh, you will say what you please
and can't blame you. But you are
cruel. How we'll you look. how hand
some, and how austere."