Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1910-04-02
CHAPTER VII.

Richard Sayille was not 4 favorite
With his mother. though he had never
given her the least trouble. He was a
tall. slight young man. but there was
no dignity In his height, for 1t was
neutralized by a stoop conveying the
impression that he had not strength
enough to hold himself upright His
manners we're cold, though gentle, and
he gave a general impression OF lam
guild circulation and extreme correct
ness. He had inherited something OF
the Saville Indifference to everything
save his own peculiar tastes or fan
eiss, and a good deal OF his uncle Ev'
srton's obtuseness as regarded person
nj distinction. His keen-sighted moth
Or soon perceived that her first-born
would never fulfil her ambitious aspi'
rations. and this contributed to her
strong preference for her younger son.
on whose career she had built her
hopes, though his choice Of a profess
sion had greatly annoyed her. Hugh
had inherited all tho plebeian energy
which made his maternal grandfather
q wealthy and useful member OF the
community, and he cared little for any
personal distinction not earned by
himself. Nature intended him for
radical, and the accidents OF birth and
early association gave him certain
aristocratic lssnings. which made him
. tolerably round-minded man.
He and his brother were excellent
friends. In spite Of the low estimate
each had OF the others tastes.
The arrival OF Richard was. on the
whole, an agreeable change In the rou'
tine OF life at Inxleneld. He soon dis
covered that Hope Desmond was
sympathstic listener; he therefore con-
ndsd to her tho great scheme he had
conceived of compiling . book to con
tain all the English phrases and prov
eros that were distinctly derived from
the Anglo-Saxon. and he soon grew
suficiently familiar to ask II Miss
Desmond would be 80 good ~ to assist
him In his work, whenever his mother
could spare her.
II will do 80 with pleasure. Mr.. Sa-
vills," she returned. In her frank. fear
less way. But you must ask your
mothers permission. and before me.
She II . person not TO be tri1ed with"
II know that" he said. hastily. and
will do 30 on the first opportunity
Which he did. In a nervous, hesitating
way.
who cares for Saxon phrasesf" re-
piled Mrs. 6aville. CONTEMPORARY
Miss Desmond would be more useful.
ly employed making flannel petticoats
for my poor old women. However. II
she chooses to bestow some OF her
spare half-hours on your investigation
of such a dust-heap, am sure she has
my consent"
Hope Desmonds time was pretty
we'll occupied. for she had come to be
secretary as well as companion to her
active employer; still. she gave Rich
ard Saville what paringr Of time she
could, and. II occasionally bored. was
not little amused at tho profound i'm
portance he attached to his work.
But Richard saville's presence en-
tailed other changes. Captain Lumley
found 1t suited him to ride over very
often to luncheon, and sometimes tc
dinner, staying the night, almost with
out a distinct invitation from the hos
tess, who seemed to think two such
hedglings beneath her notice. YOUNG
Lumlcy did his best to attract Hopes
notice. and nattered himself that she
smiled upon him.
80 you have really managed to sur
WICKLOW longf-nve weeks under my
aunt's Jurisdiction" he said, having
discovered Hope with a book in heI
hand In one of the shady hooks Of tbs
garden one day after luncheon.
II have. and without any dificulty,
she returned. making room for him or
the seat beside her as she greeted hin
with kindly smile. He readily &C
cepted the place. thinking he had al
ready made an impression. Mrs. ga
Vile has been very nice and pleasant
II she were not I would not stay"
Pleasant Come, that's little to,
much. She is an uncommon brigh
woman, know. but it's in the flash OF
lightning style, and lightning some
times kills, you know"
well, she hasn't killed me-"
mo, l fancy you take great dea
Of killing. Perhaps that's because 20,
are 30 killing yourself"
"Oh. Captain Lumleyl that is a styl
of compliment you might offer to
barmaid. 1t is not worthy OF gallan
what are you-hussar?" said Hope
laughing good-humoredly.
You have taken leaf out OF Mri
Saville's book" cried Lumley. while h
thought What teeth she has-regula
pearls" III you are as hard on N
as she is" he continued. aloud. Il sha
not be able to live here"
Il suppose you are nor Obliged
stayf"