St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1910-09-14

MONSIEUR! he gasped, backing aWa.y
from me. and as his hand, fumbling
behind him, found the latch OF the
door. he opened it and scrambled out
by sort Of spiral movement round
the casing. When followed mo-
ment later. with my traps on my
shoulder and the packet OF sandwiches
In my pocket, he was out OF sight.
Miss Elizabeth sat beneath the arbor
at the other end Of the courtyard. and
beside her stood the trim and glossy
bay saddle horse that she had ridden
from Quesnay, his head outstretched
above his mistress to paddle at the
vine leaves with tremulous upper lip.
An expression in the lady's attitude
and air which / instinctively con-
strued as histrionic seemed intended
to convey that she had been kept wait
ing. yet had waited without reproach,
and. although she must have heard me
coming. she did not look toward me
until was quite near and spoke her
name. at that she sprang up quickly
enough and stretched out her hand to
me.
"Run to earttv' she cried. advancing
step to meet me.
"a pretty poor trophy Of the chase"
said /. ''but proud that you are its
killer"
To my surprise and mystiication her
cheeks and brow flushed rosily. She
was obviously conscious Of it and
laughed
'.Don't be embarrassed" she said.
.Tm
eyes. you, poor man. / suppose /
couldn't have more thoroughly COM
promised you. Nine. Brossard will
never believe in your responsibility
again"
ooh, yes, she WILL" said I.
''What! A lodger who has ladies
calling upon him at 5 o'clock in the
morning! But your bundles on your
shoulder" she ratified on. laughing,
though there's many could be holder,
and perhaps you'd let me walk a bit
Of the way with you If you're for the
road"
perhaps l WILL said 1. She caught
up her riding skirt. fastening it by
clasp at her aide, and we passed out
through the archway and went slowly
along the road bordering the forest,
rein's length.
when did you hear that I was at
Nine. Brossard's? ?" asked.
'Ten minutes after l returned to
Quesnay late yesterday afternoon"
"Who told your"
"Louise."
repeated the name questioningly.
''You mean Mrs. Larrabee HarmanY
Louise Harman," she corrected.
Quesnay?"
name confused"
Eyes; she's been kind enough to look
after the place for us while we were
away. George won't be back for an
other ten days, and I've been over
seeing an exhibition for him in Lon
don. Afterward did a round Of visits
tiresome enough, but among people it's
we'll to keep in touch with on Georges
account"
81 see." said, with grimness which
probably escaped her. But how did
Trois Pigeons?'
"She met you once in the Forest
Twice." interrupted.
''She mentioned only once. OF course
she'd often heard both George and me
speak of you"
But how did she know it was and
where l was stayingT
"Oh. that" Her smile changed to
laugh. Your maitre d'hotel told Fer
ret. gardener at Quesnay, that you
were at the Inn"
HE did"
"Oh. but you mustn't be angry with
him. He made it quite all right"
How did he do that?' asked, try
that In my mind which might have
blanched the parchment cheek Of a
grand inquisitor.
"He told Ferret that you were very
anxious not to have it known You
think Louise very lovely to look at,
don't your she asked.
Exquisite" answered.
"Every one does"
''I suppose she told you"-and now
felt myself growing red-''that be-
haved like a drunken acrobat when
she came upon me In the pathY
'No. Did your cried Miss Eliza
beth. with a ready credulity which
thought by no means pretty. Louise
said that she wished she could have
had better look at what You were
painting"
Heaven bless her!' exclaimed
''Her reticence was angelic"
Eyes, she has reticence." said my
companion. with enough Of the same
quality to make me look at her quick
". A thin line had been drawn across
her forehead.
'You mean she's still reticent with
GeorgeY ventured.
YES" she answered sadly. poor
George always hopes, Of course. In the
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