Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-10-20

| she nOQQeQ. he llIteu Ills Hat po-
litely, and away went Sultana over the
beach toward Blackport town and the
villa.
Godfrey Greylock was a late riser
Ethel fervently hoped that he had not
yet discovered her absence. AS she
rode into the green, dripping Woods, g
sudden thought struck her.
Il wonder If there are any signs al
Rose Cottage Of mammals return?'
she said to herself, and the next mo-
ment she was flying through a by-path
straight toward the pretty hermitage
AS soon as she came in sight Of 1t
she knew that her mother had arrived
The blinds were open, the shades up;
servants were moving about the house
Ethel slipped out of the saddle, enter
ed the cottage without ceremony, and
ran lightly up the velvet-covered stair
to her mothers chamber.
Mamma, mamma, it is T." she cried
bursting in her glowing young beauty
into the room where Mrs. Iris sat be-
fore a toilet-table, scanning her own
face in the mirror while Hannah john
son dressed her hair.
Time had dealt kindly with Iris Grey
lock, and on an income of ten thousand
per year she had manged to live In
tolerable ease and comfort. Her rich
and entirely free from tell-tale streaks
No wrinkles disfigured her pale face
She kept the infantile look Of her girl
hood. Her figure was as slim, as
sylph-like as ever, and there was a
sort of weird, spiritual fragility to her
beauty which was very taking, espec-
tally by gaslight. She looked ten
years younger than she really was-a
fact which no one knew better than
herself.
AS the door opened and Mrs. Grey
lock saw the radiant vision on the
threshold a sharp exclamation escaped
her lips.
Fairy! Good heaven! can it be
you?" Out went her arms dramati-
cally. my child! My child" she
cried, and the two embraced, but with
no particular fervor. when did you
leave school? What are you doing at
the villa? Does your grandfather love
you as much as ever? Have you quite
forgotten me?" cried Mrs. Iris. as she
held the girl from her, and looked at
her with the eye of a connoisseur.
"Oh. you are absurdly beautiful!
Where did you get that grand air?
am amazed-I am charmed! You
have more than fulfilled the promise
of your childhood"
Mamma, how you take ones
BREATH" said Ethel, lightly. IF a
daughter of the Greylocks Is not, by
birth, entitled to a grand air, pray tell
me, who is? 1 left school two weeks
ago. I am doing a variety Of pleasant
things at the villa, and grandpa loves
me with ever increasing fondness
Does not this early call prove that
have not forgotten you? En- passant,
if you will send a servant to the villa
to tell grandpa where I am, will
gladly stay and breakfast at the cot
tage-as yet l have eaten nothing
Mrs. Iris rang the bell and gave the
order.
do you ride at this unearthly
hour?" she said, glancing at Ethers
habit why, the tempest was fright
full Just nowhere you out in it? Were
you harmed?"
| Her manner, without being affec-
tionate, was full of keen interest.
Not in the least" replied Ethel, COL
oring family as she thought of her
late adventure. II found a shelter,
mamma"
| Hannah Johnson was knotting her
mistress's childish curls in a great
cluster at the nape of her white neck
over Mrs. Iris's shoulder her stealthy
eyes eagerly surveyed the handsome
creature who had flung herself into an
easy chair beside the toilet-table.
Il hope you remember me, Miss
Fairy" she ventured. I'm still here,
you see?"
Ethel started. She had detested her
mothers favorite servant for many
a year.
Yes. Hannah" she answered dryly,
Il possess a peculiar faculty for re-
membering unpleasant things"
"Lor', Miss Fairy, whatever can you
mean?" stammered the woman.
THE slaps and bruises which you
inflicted upon me in childhood, Han
nah, are as real to me today as they
were ten years ago."
But you were such an outrageous
child in them days, Miss Fairy said
Hannah, with a grin on her ugly
brown face, you needed all you got;
and your mamma knows l adored you
just the same. I'm sure none can be
gladder than l to see you grown now
into such a fine young lady-with such
prospects,, too! When you come to be
mistress of Greylock Woods, I hope
you will do the right thing by me-"
Her familiar tone exasperated Ethel
II see that you are even more intol-
cradle than of old Hannah" she said
severely.
Hannah gave an odd and unpleasant
laugh.
"Oh, I've got my rights at Greylock
Woods, Miss Fairy" she answered
and your mamma understands 'em, il
you do not"
Mrs. Iris looked greatly alarmed and
annoyed.
Hannah. Hannah, how can you talk
so foolishly?" she cried. Il really will
not have it, Bring my robe de cham
bre-the white cashmere. with the rose
satin ribbons. Fairy, my dear'-witf
an anxious effort to turn her daugh-
ter's attention from Hannah Johnson
IT have brought some delicious
Worth toilets from Paris-you shall
see them by-and- by. All, sans doute
you find me so faded and old that you
wonder how l can care any longer for
the purple and fine linen of life"
Ethel smiled.