The Julesburg grit-advocate., 1910-04-28
CHAPTER vii-centInusd.

Miss Carew wore now cheeks that
5ivaled any red in her wardrobe.
"Ah. yes" nodded her ladyship with
. sort Of satisfaction that had no ring
of pleasure in 1t. They stood looking
at each other through the mist that
1sw about their charming forms In
little gusts Of broken clouds, the
dampness softening their tint and
crisping the ends of Lucy's hair.
You will ind the castle open. I
1aresay" Lady Ormond gave a cool
laugh. Il did not! and yet am an
habituse!"
ASK Mr. Tempest to show you the
empire room-it's = bijou." she said.
naliciously.
Az the Americans dignity impressed
itself upon the Englishwoman by her
silence. her maidenliness. BY her
mounting color. and her angry yet un-
ashamed eyes, with q keen penetra-
ton ntting Tempest's enigmatical re-
marx to the lady:
Tell me-your name is Lucy?"
Why do you ask?"
Lady Ormond shrugged. Il am
Lady Ormond." she said ~ II to COM
plete the Introduction, - very old
friend Of Mr.. Tempest's. and be has
spoken to me Of you"
The words did their work. Lady
Ormood saw that the blow she dealt
told.
"0ood.by," she nodded. maliciously,
"tAere's the horn" and 30 1t was. faint
and far away. She touched her horse
and rode into the mist, leaving Lucy
Carew trembling like . leaf. for the
arst time in her relations with Temp
est and Craven humlliated and
aahamed.
She went on, mechanically conscious
of having been dealt . suffering
wound.
He had spoken to this woman Of
her-calling her name to her! Oh.
what had she been doing! how mad
and fatuous and foolish she had been!
She would have turned then and fied,
II the fog had not lifted. as 1t does
absolutely for . second. and the great
mass of Craven risen before her. She
shuddered at 1t; for the first . mo-
nentary distaste. sickenins jealousy.
displaced all the feelings Of the past
hours. The prints Of Lady Ormond's
horses feet were on the damp earth
up to the very terrace steps: as for
herself, she was . pis-aller-a second
best. No, she could not bear tit
was too humiliating! Even part Of
Tempest had displaced the tender
memories Of his youth to humor the
caprice Of this woman. What part
did Lady Ormond now play in his
life!
The castle was silent. Before her
cleaned the large door. its highly
polished surface blurred here and
there BY the mist that lay in little,
pearly lines along the carving. Lady
Ormond's hand had first touched the
knocker. or else the great door had
Just opened to let her go victoriously
forth.
To Lucy Carew her own behavior
appeared now in all its rash uncon.
ventionality. She saw the situation
a. 1t should have declared itself be-
fore and she despised herself. What
was she doing here? The thought Of
Tempest came to her with SO much
anguish. SO piercing was her knowl-
edge Of how much she loved him, that
she bit her lips. felt her cheeks burn
with shame. and sharply she turned to
leave Craven forever.
Here the rustic Of leaves in the ter.
race close at hand made her con-
scious Of the indignity of flight in
the sight possibly Of some servant to
whom she was already too familiar,
and ~ she looked for another refuge
the long window of the empire room
caught her attention. At sight of the
room the last words Of Lady Ormond
came to her ears. She would go in II
It were open. leave the sonnets there
On the table. and then slip away. A
turn 10 the window knob and it yield.