Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1910-05-18


already, Lorrie?"
Not just yet, Guy Now, agree
But why-why?' he demands,
impatiently.
"Because-oh, Guy, | know how stu
pid and silly thing this is you have
done tonight, and l want to avert the
storm for a littlei Who knows what
may happen in three months? r.
she laughs with infinite mockery-
Il may come into a fortune, or
catch the measles in the village and
die like heroine in novel, or-oh,
anything may turn up to prevent your
father regarding me as kind OF
stumbling block and blight to the
noble house of Latcham. 1t is only
three months Be good now, Guy,
and say yes
He hesitates moment. 1t is not
pleasant-the prospect of having TO
go to his father and say: 81 have
fallen in love and offered marriage to
young lady whose fortune consists
in her extremely pretty face And
the chance of postponing the row
which would ensue upon the declar
alton is not unwelcome; but still he
hesitates. Can he be sure of this beau
tiful little witch who has stolen his
heart? 1t is only by a fuke, as it
were, that he has got her to admit
that she loves him-a little. Will she
keep her promise for three months if
that promise is not made public, and
solemnly ratified?
We'll, sir?" she says, wistfully.
'Lorrie, there is nothing in this
world l could refuse you; I am like
a reed in your hands, you witch, and
you know 1t! Yes, you shall have your
way"
For three months we are to say no
word of what has passed between us
tonight. You are to be free, and | am
to be free, as free as Tiff you had
not forced me to say-what I did,
very well; but, Lorrie, can I trust
you? You seem to have been mine,
my very own, for such few minu-
ties. Can I trust you?"
What do you think?"
1t was answer enough, andhe was
satisfied.
"Jack!" she says. 81 can hear him
coming down the road Goodnight
and remember"
CHAPTER TX.
| OF the four persons who were out
in the rectory lane SO late tonight,
two only sleep soundly-Jack and
Guy. Love" as Byron remarks, is of
] mans life a thing apart, a woman s
whole existence" and notwithstand-
ing Guys honest sincerity, he sleeps
| soundly enough.
/ But how different with Lorriel
When she throws herself upon her
| bed in the dainty little room under
the caves, her whole being is thrill
ing with the electricity of a girls first
passion. To most men kiss is an
idle thing, matter of little moment,
to be forgotten or remembered as it
may suit the giver, but to girl in her
! teens, a kiss of the first man she has
loved is fraught with an argosy of
golden wonder. Lorrie, as she lies
| bathed by the same moonbeams which
smiled upon her in the lane, cannot
sleep for the memory of the kisses
that burn upon her lips, and cheeks,
and hair.
! To love is good, but to be loved
oh, how much better To know that
the one man in the world whom one
I worships adores one in return!
HE loves me! Guy loves me! Beau
! tifuI' he called me. Beautiful and
| his WITCH she murmured. "And
I'm not! I'm dark and-and-oh no,
not beautiful! Not like Diana, with
her golden hair and lovely eyes, And
yet he has passed her by. and loves
me! Oh. my darling, my darling =
and it was not herself she addressed,
/ but the vision of Guy-"if you only
knew how I loved you! And he asked
me to be mis- wifel He would make me
his wife tomorrow if l said Yes . Oh.
my darling! my king! Three months!
1t is a long time. Can keep silent all
those months? Shall 1 be able to keep
| from crying out He loves me! I am
going to be his wife' I wonder what
Jack and Greta and pupsie would say
if they knew that Viscount Kendale
had asked me to be the Countess of
Latcham! Poor pupsie, 1 am afraid he
would be better pleased if IT mad been
someone else-Seymour Melford for in
stance! No. it shall be you. my darl-
ing, or no one else in the wide. wide
world"
The other person who spent a bad
night was Seymour Meiford. Knowing
full well that in his present condition
of mind he should not sleep, he did
not attempt to go to bed. but content
ed himself with such rest as can be
obtained by pacing the floor ali night.
He descended to the breakfast
room before his father or Diana were
out of bed, and, afr snatching an
early breakfast, had himself driven to
catch the early London train.
Mr.. Melford had spoken of his son
as rather lazy young man, but as a
matter of fact, Mr.. Seymour Melford
was anything but one of the INDECENT