The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1910-08-18

Cara shook her heal
Il don't know; | don't remember.
she said, but she knew that if she
had seen Evelyn before this shf
would have remembered her
81 am sure We have not; or
should not have forgotten you" said
Evelyn. She looked at the moor
grand and impressive in its soil
tude, and then, with a sense of pity
stirring within her, at the girl.
do you not feel lonely here
sometimes?' she said
Cara considered for a moment
then shook her head
NO" she replied "Why should
/? There is always the work"
Yes; but you cant always be
working" said Evelyn. with a smile,
The mill must stop sometifes. an3
then--But l suppose you go for
a walk, or read, or do needlework?' ?'
Cara appeared to ponder these
suggestions before she answered
q walk about the moor sometimes; (;
don't read-I haven't any books
and there is no needlework to do
must 80 now. Good morning
But she was stopped again; this
time by Dexter Reece
zone moment, please" he said,
in quite different tone to that
which Evelyn had used-the tone of
fine gentleman addressing a per-
son very much his inferior
He was about to make The mistake
which Ronald had made last night,
and his hand went to his waistcoat
pocket in search of half sover-
eign; but Evelyn saw the action,
and shaking her head earnestly, she
murmured:
"Oh, no, no."
He colored, bit his lip, and shrug-
ged his shoulders, and, raising his
hat, said to Cara, in the same tone:
Let me add my thanks to Miss
Dedborough's. You have behaved
very plucllily; and We both appreci-
ate your assistance"
Cara turned her eyes upon him
as if she had not seen him before;
but she made no response; did not
even nod, and went into the mill.
Reece scrambled into the phaeton,
eyeing the horses with covert ap-
prehension; and Evelyn drove on.
The cobs were perfectly quiet now,
and trotted down the incline with
ID subdued and demure air, as If
they were ashamed OF themselves,
which they probably were; for your
horse has conscience.
What an extremely beautiful
girl" said Evelyn.
Yes; she was rather cookbook
ing" he admitted. But | don't ad-
mire that kind of beauty. An extra
ordinary looking creature"
"Oh. do you think so?" said Eve
lyn. glancing at him with surprise.
Il thought she was most graceful,
and, in way, charming. You mean
her dress? Poor girl! l suppose she
has nothing else to wear. The flour
would spoil nice things. But you
wouldn't think her extraordinary if
you saw her properly dressed" she
added confidently. Didn't you notice
how graceful she was, how straight
she held herself, and how she move'A
and walked"
Pm afraid | was too much TAX |
en- up with the horses to pay much
attention 10 the girl" he said. with |
a laugh.
Think what life it must be for
her, alone up here on the moor, with !
no other woman near her" said Ev-
ely H. idllltl 10 utl Stll llldll W hcttt. I
Yes; it would get on most peo-
pies nerves-it certainly would on
mine; but she is used to it, and use |
is second nature. Grand view, here" |
Evelyn nodded absently; she was
still thinking of the girl-could not |
get her out Of her mind.
! must come up here and see
her again" she said.
She was preoccupiei during the
rest of the drive; and when they
were at luncheon she told her father
Of the incident, and dwelt admiringly
on Cara's display of courage.
Sir Reginald listened in his grim,
way, and made no com
nent.
Her fathers name is Lemuel Ra-
zen said Evelyn, as if she could
lot leave the subject. He must be
, foreigner, think; for the daugh-