Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1910-05-11
LORRIE
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ter all round, and Seymour Melford
soft, pleased laugh is as frequent as
anyone's. But there is a strange gilt
ter in his eyes as they rest upon
Lorrie and Lord Guy, who are seat
ed opposite him.
The game mas gone against him up
to the present; the girl he loves with
the intense passion of a nature self
willed and determined has scarcely
spoken half dozen words to him, has
seemed almost unconscious OF his
presence, has no eyes nor ears, appal
entity, Tor anyone but his rival. Yes, up
to the present Lord Guy is winning
all along the line But the future?
If Lorrie is not happy, most GER
tainIy Lord Guy is. He is aching in
every limb, but he has won some.
thing like a thousand pounds, and
Lorrie no longer snubs him, but list
ems to his utmost whispered speeches
and is generally good to him.
Lunch IS over at last and the party
returns to the race course. But no
body cares for the races now, except
the betting men, who are still shout
ing and gesticulating, and the gen
try" break up into groups of two or
three and stand about among the
shows and cocOanut SHES" under
the impression that they are seeing
4 little low life
Lord Guy has been compelled to at
tend at the stewards tent for some
time, but he is back again now by
Lorrie's side, steering her through
the crowd, which every now and then
gives him a cheer of recognition.
= never enjoyed triumphal
march before says Lorrie, mis-
chievously. 1t is rather nice than
otherwise; but | think you might
raise your hat now and again; or how
would it be to mount one of those
empty barrels and make them a
speech, commencing with Romans!
COuntrymen! Friends! What does be-
ing a hero feel like, Lord Kendale?"
Chair away he says. Il don't
know what being hero feels like, be-
cause it isn't in my line; but l know
this is the joliest, the happiest day
I've spent since was in long.
clOthes!"
You see, you've won so much
money she says, demure,y.
Yes. thank goodness; but it isn't
that altogether; it's"
The champagne? Well, whatever
il is, it is nearly over, isn't it?" and
half unconsciously she stiles a sigh.
Il can see your grooms putting the
horses TO the drag. We shall soon be
home, and Carshal races will repre-
sent memory and so many pairs OF
gloves"
Never mind-there will be the
memory, as you say. As long as
live
Miss Dolores, your sister sent me
in search of you and Lord Kendaae.
The horses are ready to start.
When they reached the drag they
ind that they have taken their seats,
leaving the box for Lorrie; but full
Of happiness and delight as she is,
she is too conscientious to be selfish,
and when Lord Guy stands with out
stretched hands and says, as a mat
ter of course, Come on, Miss Do
Iores,' she shakes her head.
I'm going to ride inside this jour
ney; Mill Melford shall occupy the
perilous post this time!"
He cannot say, She shall mott" but
the affectatiOn of pleasure with
which he helps Diana to mount to the
lofty perch is so thin that it pro
dUcss a faint smile at the corner of
Lorrie's mouth.
1omehow, the drive homeward does
not seem half so pleasant and anus
ing to Lorrie as the drive out. Mr..
Seymour is seated next TO her, and
his soft duIcet voice murmurs in her
ear; but Lorrie does not seem to be
paying very keen attention, for her
I beg your pardon!" What did you
say?" is heard occasionally by the
rest, and once she puts her hand tc
her lips 20 hide an unmistakeable
yawn.
when lord Guy pulls up at the rec
tory gate he looks back into the body
Of the drag, and there is a distinct
expression of complaint in his eyes
as they rest upon Lorrie.
Don't get out, Jack" he says. You
have got to dine with me, you know
Have your things pitched in here and
dress up at the barracks"
Want your things, Jack? I'll get
them for you"
Jack stares at her, then bursts into
a laugh.
The worlds turning upside down!
Fancy Borrie Offering to make her
self uSefuI!"
She not only offers, but performs.
for in a few minutes the neat servant
comes out with the portemanreau. and
the reformed Lorrie walks behind her.