The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1910-10-18
CHAPTER VIII.
Continued.

your young affections; that am lead
ing you on, to put 1t vulgarly. He
says I am treating you as the cat
treats the mouse. He says am like
a lighted candle, and that you are
one Of the silly moths. He laughs
at you for allowing yourself to be
taken in by my wiles, but, all the
same, he likes you, and he doesn't
want you to SINCE your wings.
Good heavens." The fury in his
face cheered her up tremendously.
This was all right.
"Qf course it's all the most absurd
nonsense," Lise pursued lightly, land
Toffen tell him so. You love Audrey
devotedly-as devotedly as she loves
you-while as for me. simply glory
in your constancy It's so unusual in
q man, you see, and so fine of you to
allow yourself to be originate It's
the quality most desire, and that is
why have always looked UP to you
so in every way"
Michael Strengthened his shoulders,
and his anger began slowly to melt
away under the warm, affectionate
look she gave him then.
"You aren't the kind of man to fall
in love with woman who adores
her husband" she proceeded adroitly,
"a woman past her first youth.
elise was twenty-two) "You are
too strong and manly and reliable
for such weak, degenerate nonsense,
And it's because / want to show Jack
that I'm right when I explain to him
what a fine character you really
have, that I've been haunting you in
this apparently heartless way. +
want to go on being proud of my
friend / want him to take his life
in his own hands and model 1t to his
oNrn will. You aren't the man TO sit
down and cry for the moon. You've
only been pretending to do it, be-
cause you were afraid of being selfish
and plunging Audrey into poverty.
But now is the time for YOU to strike,
and strike boldly
The deluded young man, carried
away by her enthusiasm and touched
by her trusting confidence in his in
herent nobility, flushed as he rose,
anu gave HCE HIS manu- VI ~ Win q
reckless little laugh.
by George!'' said he. you've
made me feel new man. There's
no one like you for putting new
heart into chap. believe you are
right, after all"
II know / am" Lise, answered,
with a little sigh.
/, CHAPTER TX.
It was young Osgood who shot the
bolt from the blue He had just come
down from Oxford, and was not as
we'll versed in the latest gossip as
might afterwards be expected of him.
What a fortunate thing 1t is for
Micky Kenworthy," he remarked to
Mrs Cogwheel in a distinctly envious
tone. Some men do fall on their
feet, and no mistake. There's that
chap hanging about, waiting for the
heavens to fall. as a ripe plum to drop
into his mouth, and, by George! It
has. dropped.
Abr. Cogwheel raised his head with
ili-cnncealed interest.
"a PLUMP" said he. Young Ken
worthy? Howl"
II don't know. wish did"
Harry Osgood laughed ruefully.
s'f4e's just got an appointment at
some place in the Midlands. The
sort Of thing a decent, Woodworking
man might work and wait for ten
years, and then not get"
Mr.. Bromsgroye asked pleasantly
what the new post could possibly be
for which young Kenworthy was
fitted.
Some kind OF a land steward or
agent, believe Osgood said. IAN
assistant, merely to carry out the
orders of the present competent man.
He's to get five hundred year for
his job Just riding round and max
ing remarks on the crops and the
weather when the air is too damp
for his chief, who happens to be rheu-
matte. He won't have to do any
head-work at all. Merely physical
ezertion Of the lightest kind. Man
needn't use his brains from one years
end to another unless he likes it.
The posts ideal"
Audrey's eyes were on the edge of
her plate, but she said nothing.
s'Ah." Mr.. Bromsgrove murmured
softly and sadly This ID good news
for you, dear child"
THAT he Is going away?" She
raised her innocent eyes. ooh, how
can your"
THAT his prospects are so good"
"You think he will go, then, and
leave me7''
"Only for a time" he answered
playfully. And then shall be called
upon to officiate at pleasing cere-
mony. IT, he continued gently, ito
some amongst us the ceremony proves
heart-breaking. who is to know it,"
Don't" said Audrey gently. ST
shall, of course / wonder IL It's
true. wonder if he will accept it."
well, that's the queer part Of it, "
Csgood admitted He's most rum
about it. / was with him when the
o3fer came It's from the secretary
Oh the Duke Of Lavendale, and it's a
genuine thing undoubtedly. But
Kenworthy flung it across the room
when he'd read it. and said he wished
people would mind their own BUSH
ness. He said. Osgood stopped