The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1911-02-09

Mrs. Trent had not yet arranged
her splendid hair for the day II
hung about her and emphasized the
fact that the skin of her throat was
no longer quite firm. Her elaborate
wrapper was a good deal soiled. and
in fact, she looked haggard. Her
pale eyes rested with mute envy
on the beautiful lines of the girls S
form, as she stretched her arms
above her head, sat up, and shook
back her curly locks.
How do you feel?" asked the
hostess, sitting down to chat when
the maid had departed.
Wonderful, | feel quite well. How
dismally hunger takes the courage
out of one, If could have bought
some buns, | should never have come
to the desperate pass YOU saw. But
mile after mile ! tramped-mile af-
ter mile and no sign of human hab-
itation. | thought England was just
strewn with houses all over, and
telegraphs, and telephones, and trains
and motor buses. A man on board
said to me, If it should happen that
the village you're wanting hasn't got
3 depot to it, You may bet motor
bus runs there, every time"
This is an out of the way spot"
said Mrs. Trent. 81 suppose these
hills are as little known as any
part of England; and If you came
from Bantistock Road, there is next
to no traffic that way. Perhaps you
got into the forest at Ponthewel? If
so, that accounts for your getting
lost"
Il did get in among some trees.
just as the dusk was falling: and
| thought ! should never find my
way out. | wandered and wandered.
and about ten o'clock at night,
found a ruined castle or tower, and
IL Hdu hol Dtch oo uitduluIlN nun
CRY. | should have stopped there
for the rest of the night"
"Lancelots Tower, You got there?
Oh, you went miles and miles out
of your way, | am atonished you
ever got here at all! You must
have doubled round and come back"
Il don't know. ! lost all sense OF
direction, | think My one desire was
to find house and knock up the
people. When | found | was out of
the wood, just ran forward blind
ly"
you didn't see the ghost?" asked
Mrs. Trent, with fleeting smile.
mo. | was too much self-occupied.
imagine. Is there a ghost?"
'In Lancelots Tower They say
so. A rider on a white horse, and
they 90 up the stair"
The horse goes up the stair?"
They say so. And then you see
them at the top of the tower on
the battlements, and they jump over.
There's a piece of poetry about 1t,
somebody told me. Two men, over
at Wishfield, say they saw it, and
heard the noise of the horses hoofs,
paving the stone steps
81 almost wish ! had seen it,
said Miss Wilmot reflectively. But
| can't say | did. oh, how glad !
was when espied your light"
Mrs. Trent was apologize on the
subject of the girls reception.
MY nerves were all on edge"
she said. Il had been sitting up
waiting for Danny husband-so
long that | got cross. He is a horse
dealer, and goes about the country
great deal, to races and sales.
But he always let's me know If he
is coming home or not, because
don't like being alone in the house,
and | get Mrs. Daggett to come and
sleep in. Well, yesterday, he said
he should be home. so | kept on
expecting him all the time"
Her manner as she spoke was a
little embarrassed, but anxiously cor.
dial Breaking off in her EXPLAIN
tions, she suddenly said
Are you well enough to get up?'
"Oh, quite. But are my things
dry?"
Your under-clothes are, for Mrs
Daggett popped them atl in the tut
this morning, and has nearly finish
ed ironing them. But your coat and
skirt are still very damp. ] wonder
if can find you anything to wear?'
You are very kind, bu. I don't
like"
"Oh. please don't apologize. II
amuses me, we have so little happen
hereabouts; and II We are 20 be
neighbors, as well begin by being