Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1911-09-06

Summer was waning and Cannaughi
Ionged again for the quiet of his stu
dio and the companionship OF his
| personal surroundings. He had anoth
er week to remain at the chateu &C
cording to the promise made to him
/ self early in the season, and he was
sitting fretfully in his accustomed
| place behind a bank of palms. Be
| fore him was a tabourette with his
/ coffee and cigars.
Presently, he heard a bell boy say,
That is Mr.. Cannaught, behind the
palms.
Then, a voice answered. THANK you,
I'll find him myself, now"
The next moment. the beautiful
woman who had so attracted him,
stood before him, a letter IN her hand.
'Mr. Cannaught?" she said, look
ing at him through her gold-rimmed
lorgnette. There was slight infec-
tion in her voice. as If to imply inter
rogation.
Cannaught laid down his cigar and
stood quickly. 1T is. ]. Madame" he
said.
Marguerite smiled. I have been
searching for you all summer with
this" she said.
Cannaught took the letter. BE
seated, pray" he said. indicating the
great lounge on which he himself had
been sitting. Marguerite sank down
into 1t.
From dear old Bradley" Can
naught exclaimed as he scanned the
note. How good TO hear Of him again
and he introduces you-Miss Carver"
extending his hand, I'm happy to
say" II he hesitated over the prefix
to her name. Marguerite did not no
tice IL.
His villa is next to my own in Sor-
rento, and as we two alone spoke
English we became the best OF
friends" Marguerite told him. And
when / came away he asked me to
see you. He says he's a poor hand at
writing. and that you like to know
how he's getting on"
Cannaught studied her while she
spoke. He was paying little attention
to her words-they would keep. "Pd
like to know more than that" he said,
irrelevantly. I'm curious about your
grandchild-Miss Carver?
Marguerite drew her shoulders to-
gether in a characteristic manner and
her eyes twinkled. How did you
known" she asked.
THE first time saw you you were
here in this lounge begging some
friend to come to see your grand.
child"
isn't II funny?''
Cannaught laughed Very. How
does 1t happen?"
Il have a sister who is as much az
seventeen years younger than | whom
| married off at sixteen fearing she
would become as hard to please as
am--if she waited The little one
her child-seems to me more like a
grandchId than niece. She's my
grandchild to all my friends. Now do
you see?"
Cannaught did and felt strangely
relieved Does old Bradley have
room for one more at his villa in
Italy?" he asked.
Marguerite nodded. will you come
to visit him2"
after you return, might" Can.
naught said, pointedly. I'D like you
for inspiration. think. living next
door to you on the Bay Of Naples
would be inspiration personifled."
How about-Bradley? she asked.
"A woman OF your persplcasity
to an end. He always said he'd send
me-but I'm going too fast. l beg
your pardon. won't you have some
coffeer'
Marguerite nodded Yes, think
l will. / went to your studio in town
three times with this letter and to
beg the cup of tea Mr.. Bradley said
you would offer me. I'll take coffee
as a substitute now II youn promise
to come out to see my grandchild on
Sunday"
"In come next Sunday and as often
as you'll let me until you return to
Italy and"
''Yes--and?" Marguerite asked
And after that | shall hope TO see
you every day and tell you lot of
things I've been saving up to tell
Just such a woman as you-iust you
In fact"
I'D love TO listen" Marguerite said.
earnestly. How good It viii be to
be back there next door to Mr.. Brad
ley and--his Euestl"