Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-10-10

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with you yet, and that everything here
ought to be mine; and she could wish
an earthquake could swallow it before
it passes to the English boy. She says
must dance to torment you. and that
she will put my name in full on the
playbills when I go on the stage to
support myself and her. Would you
like to see me dance, grandpa?" And
without waiting for an answer she
sprang out of Miss PANS chair, cast
off her jacket and whirled away over
the bare, polished floor, like a small
dervish.
| He spoke not a syllable. The fire
blazed redly on the tiled hearth, the
storm beat across the windows, and
the yellow-h haired child gyrated hith-
er and thither, spinning like mad on
the tips of her toes, until 1t was
enough to make one giddy to watch
her. Godfrey Greylock put out an
authoritative hand at last.
Stop" he commanded; mo more
Of these antics.
She stopped, but with a scowl.
Don't you like my dancing, grand
pa?"
mo; it is utrageous-abomina-
ble."
This was more than she could bear.
She snatched up her jacket, and turn
ed on him like wasp that had been
brushed rudely.
Nobody ever said that before. You
are rude-you are horrid. shall go
on the stage and dance to thousands
of people, and make mammals fortune
and my own. And I do not want any
of your money-you need not think /
do. I'd stamp on 1t, I'd throw 1t to
the dogs. You are a Grand Mogul,
and an old peacock, just as Hannah
Johnson says. Now, I'm going home
and 1 shall not come to see you
again."
She marched grandly to the door
but by the time she reached it her
wrath seemed to subside. She look
ed wistfully back.
II would kiss you, grandpa, II you
wanted me to-" she said.
That is kind, Miss Greylock," he
answered.; but I am not in the least
particular about It,"
She drew nearer to him.
IF you'll stoop your head, grand
pa, I'll give you a good kiss"
He did not move an inch, but she
was penitent, and ready to meet him
more than half way; so she climbed
on his chair, and, drawing his proud
head down to her own level, she put
her fresh young lips to his cheeks
and kissed him.
"I was very impolite, grandpa
hope you'll forgive me-" she said'
meekly, land send one Of your dogs
home with me. 1 saw one in the hall
as came in. 1t is very dark under
the trees, and the wind makes a great
noise, and the snow is deep-he'd
take care Of me, you know"
Godfrey Greylock started to his feet
and rang the bell sharply. Hopkins
answered 1t.
did you admit this child, Hop
kins?" he asked, sternly.
Her face betrayed her guilt.
Lord bless you, sir-yes, 1 did,
she stammered 81 couldn't help 1t.
She was standing at the door all COW
cred with snow, and she says, In her
sweet little voice, May come in and
see my grandpa?' and twas eight
years ago this very night
return will give you further instruc-
tions."
Hopkins looked as though the skies
were falling around her.
He stepped into the hall, seized his
hat and overcoat and strobe out OF
the villa into the wild night.
He took the way to Rose Cottage.
The furious storm pelted him, the
darkness was intense; but he went
swiftly on, like a man with a purpose.
AS he came in sight Of the house he
saw lights flashing from window to
window, and the shadow Of hurrying
figures on the curtains. The child had
been missed, and Mrs. Iris and the
servants were searching for her. In
the hall he met his sons widow. She
was white with CONSERVATION.
Fairy" she gasped, falling back,
as if about to faint at sight Of her WIS.,
itor "She is gone. 1 cannot find her.
Oh, am lost"
Calm yourself" he answered, cold
ly. Your child is at the villa, safe
and well, madam, and I am here to
ask for few words in private"
Then she knew that crisis had
come in her affairs Fairy at the villa
and Godfrey Greylock at Rose Cot
tage! Mechanically she led him into
the pink boudoir and closed the door.
"Well?" she said.
He looked grim and determined.
For nearly two years, madam, you
have lived in this cottage under limi-
tations which. I dare say, you find
distasteful. Tonight I have walked
half a mile through storm and dark
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of life Without wasting words, l
simply say, 1 am convinced that you
are unfit to exercise authority over
your child. Give her up to me, and
will educate her in a manner which
BELTS a daughter Of the Greylocks;
will place her with proper associates,
will make her my future heiress."
She could have screamed aloud In
her surprise and exceeding JOY. A
little tiff with Hannah Johnson, the
flight of an angry. audacious child
from Rose Cottage straight to the for
hidden villa, and 10! here was the re-
suit for which she had vainly worked
and hoped long. weary months! At
later day she would learn the details
of the matter; but now she only said,
with an air of indignant sadness:
"Is it possible that you wish to sep
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