The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-03-11
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 lage?''
 Cara shook her head.
 ..No," she replied. ''I do not often go away from the moor; my father does not wish me to, and 1 do not mind. I have seen the people of the village. and do not care for them" .No?" said Evelyn. Some of them are quite nice people. But,.' she added. looking thoughtfully at the girls almost statuesque face, II think understand-I mean, why you do not care for them. They are so very English, our Devonshire people; and you are somehow different DO you speak Italian, Cara?"
 -Oh, yes," replied Cara. with slight surprise. T speak it with my father sometimes. though he does not like me to do it often; he likes me to be as English as possible" DO you remember Italy, the place you come from?" asked Evelyn.
 "Just a little," Cara answered. "But oniy a very little. I do not know the name of the place; I have never thought of asking. It seems as if had lived here all my life.'
 "Do you not remember your moth- er?" asked Evelyn, after a pause, and tn a lower voice.
 ..No," said Cara: 'she died when I was quite a little baby"
 Evelyn put out her hand and laid it softly on Cara's.
 .T too have no mother, Cara she said.
 Almost unthinkingly Evelyn had driven in the direction of the Hall, and presently they came in sight of it. Cara Eazed at the great house, and she said gravely:
 "what a beautiful place!"
 .That is where I live" said Evelyn brightly. "would you like to see it? Yes, you shall. should love to show St to you You must come and see me often-"
 Cara looked faintly troubled, and she glanced from the house to Evelyn doubtfully.
 T don't know" she said hesitating- ly. T don't think my father would like me to 90
 "Oh, but why not?" pleaded Eve lyn. T will not keep you long. We will just go round the garden and into my room want to show it to you.''
 She spoke a word to the pony, they reached the lodge, the lodge-keeper's wife opened the gates, dropping a curtsey as she did so to the young mistress. and the pony tore up the drive and stopped at the entrance to the Hall; a groom sprang forward, a footman hurried down the stone steps, the butler stood in the doorway. One would have thought that Cara would have been embarrassed and made nervous by the state and formality of the service, but she did not appear to be at all affected by it. Her grey eyes wandered along the magnificent front of the house with grave inter
  pressed by it; but she was quite un- self-conscious, quite at her ease.
 Let us go round the garden first Evelyn said. ''It is not looking at its best, because many of the flowers are not quite out I have a little garden of my own, where I sit and read CT work. when I want to be quite alone and quiet Here it is. Isn't it pret- ty?"
 They passed under an arched open; ing in a tall, thick yew hedge, into an old-fashioned ladies' garden, with miniature lawn. having a sun-dial i1i its centre and some beds of old-time flowers.
 T like this,'' said Cara, as she look ed around. Tt must be nice to sit here alone and read and thinl1,' she added, but without any envy in hel tone
 ''I call this my door," said Evelyn as she opened an old oak one: s.be. cause scarcely any one but myself uses it, and it leads up to my room We will go there first.''
 They went up c narrow staircase of stone-the one by which Evelyr had descended on the night she hat stolen out to meet Ronald-crosset the corridor and entered Evelyn. rooms. She was eager, girlishly eag CT, to show her new friend the pic tures- the books, the innum era blt nicknacks of which she herself hat grown fond; and Cara looked at ev. erything. doubtless with an inward wonder, but with an outward calm.
 I've will spend many an hour here Cara" said Evelyn, land have many 3 talk. Are you fond of music? Btu what a question to ask an Italian!'
 She went to the piano and began to play carelessly, and Cara stoot near, looking down at her. Pres ently Evelyn looked over her shout der and saw that a subtle change hac come over the other girls face; ! had grown pale, the lips were apart the eyes were wide open; her bosom was heaving; she was evidently great ly moved; and when Evelyn, rathel