The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1910-01-07
CHAPTER II.
E0nfinII9i7


they were coming, though they had
been very much at home in this Swiss
villa. 1t was rather a depressed and
downcast family party that arrived
after brief but rough crossing OF
the Channel and all the wear and tear
of the journey-Lady Car, very pale,
with lines on her forehead that
showed all the freshly awakened anx-
iety with which the sight of her ma
tive country, involving, as it did, the
renewing of many responsibilities and
of life in its commonest aspect after
long holiday, had filled her; little
Janet, very fretful and tired, almost
paler than her mother, with her
black brow, and black hair, and big
blue eyes accentuating the whiteness
of her face; Tom, distracted with the
confinement and the inp0ssibility Of
any play or commotiOn beyond that
which could be carried on within the
limited space of a railway carriage,
eXasperated and cZasperating; and an
attendant group Of tired maids, rem
dered half frantic By his pranks and
lIS HpOSSIDlllly VI kcEL5Ls1So lIlIl III
order.
Next morning the whole party was
revived and Cheerful! The children.
when they burst into the room, after
q long enforced waiting in the tenn
porary nursery which looked to the
back, and freq which they saw moth
ing but chimneys and the backs Of
other houses, rushed to the large win
dow of the room in which Lady Car
was breakfasting, with a scream of
pleasure. TO look out upon the busy
road full Of carriages and people, and
the trees and space of Hyde Park be-
yond, delighted them. Little Tom
stood smacking the whip which was
his perpetual accompaniment, and
making calculations. ooh, I say!
What lots and lots Of people! There's
a pony but he can't ride a bit, that
fellow on it. Where's he going to
ride? What's inside those gates? Is
it palace or is it park, Or what is
it? I say, Beau,-what a liz he is,
Jan! he said there was nobody in
London-and there's millions!"
"Tom," said Lady Car, "if you say
such things you will be sent away"
Let him talk" said Beaufort; "he
is quite right from his point Of view.
You must remember, Tom, that,
hough you're a clever fellow, you
don't know everything; md there
may be millions Of people in London
though there's nobody"
They both turned upon him incred-
ulous faces, with that cynicism OF
childhood which is as remarkable as
its trust, overawed by sense of his
superior knowledge, yet quite uncon-
vinced of his good faith Their faces
were very like each 9th er-rather
large and without color, their eye
brows shaggy and projecting, their
large round eyes a feur de tete.
Janets little red mouth, which was
her pretty feature, was open with
suspicion and wonder. Toms bore al
expression Of half assumed scorn. He
was a little afraid cf Beau" and
had an alarmed belief in him, at the
bottom Of much doubt of his meaning
and resistance generally.
You seem to have a great budget
of correspondence mis- morning, Car. :"
From the house agents there seem
to be houses to be had everywhere.
Instead Of any difficulty in finding
one, we shall only be troubled where
to choose. What do You say to Rich
mond? The river is so lovely, and
the park SO delightful for the cnil-
dren, and
IF Tor is going to school, as l
suppose ne is, there will only be one
child to consider, and little Jan is not
difficile."
Am to go to Eton straight off,
mother? | want to go a good long
way Off. l don't want to be near
home. You would be coming to see
me, and Jan, and kiss me, and call me
Tom, and make the other fellows
laugh"
What should you be called but
Tom?" said Lady Car, with a smile.
"Torrance!" cried the child with
pride, as who should say Plantagenet.
She had been looking at him, smiling,
but at this utterance of the boy Lady
Car started and turned burning red,
then coldly pale. Why should she?
Nothing could be more fantastic, more
absurd, than the feeling. She had
done no harm in making a second
marriage, in which she had found
happiness, after the first one, which
had brought nothing brt misery. She
had offended against no law-Written
or unwritten. She had wiped out
Torrance and his memory, and all be-
longing to him Except his money!, =,
for years. Why should the name
which she had once borne, which was
undeniably her sons name, affect her
so deeply now? The smile became
fixed about the corner Of her mouth,
nothing of what was passing in his
mothers mind, though he stared at
her little as if ne did, increasing her
confusion The fellows never call
a fellow by his christened name" said
Tom, great in the superiority of what
he had learned from various school
boys on their travels.
You'd better come and have a
stroll with me, Master Tom" said
Beaufort. III show you Piccadilly,
which is always something; as for the
PARK, you wouldn't care for it; there
are no riders in the Row now. You
see, as I told you, there's nobody in
London. Come, get your hat, quick
ly."
Me, too, said little Janet, with a
pout of her small mouth.
mot any ladies to-day, only Two
fellows, as Tom says, taking a stroll
together"
In moment, Beau!" cried Tom,
delighted, rushing to get his nat. Il
told you, Jan, Ole Beau.s q gent!aman