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

waiting for the porter. Her face was
pale, her manner strangely restless
perhaps from impatience.
"Your grandfather will not arrive
for a half-hour yet, Miss Greylock.
answered Miss Hale, with the defer.
ence which all the teachers were
prompt to show to this reigning fav'
orite Of the school-this heiress, whom
everybody admired and envied. "Dc
not be so eager to leave US; we shall
miss you sadly"
,, She made no reply. Was she glao
or sorry that her school days were
over?
do you go directly to Blackport?' p
asked Miss Hale.
"Yes," answered Ethel Greylock
absently picking up a book of French
exercises from one Of the seats. when
grandpa came to see me graduate
three days ago, he had, you know,
some business matter, which obliged
him to leave me here, and go on to
distant place to see somebody about
something-excuse me, cannot be
definite, as I never ask questions con-
cerning such things. All I know Is,
that he promised to return and take
me away at this morning"
HE will keep his word, never fear, "
said the under-teacher with an envi-
GUS little sigh. How happy you
ought to be, Miss Greylock! You have
won all the honors that we could be-
stow upon you here, and now you are
going home to relatives that adore
you-to the life of belle, an heiress,
a society queen. All this, am sure,
Is enough to turn the head Of girl
Of IT."
Ethel Greylock came over to one
end Of the long room, and paused be-
side Miss Hale. Her pallor and rest
lessness seemed to increase every mo-
ment.
There is still another thing wait
ing for me, Miss Hale" she said, with
a queer little laugh. You forgot to
mention it-a husband"
"My dear!" said Miss Hale, in a
shocked tone.
"Oh, 1t is quite true, I assure you"
answered Ethel Greylock, gayly; "a
titled husband, too-grandpa's partic-
ular choice. He is an English kins-
man, and it Is no secret-I have been
promised to him since childhood
exactly after the fashion Of the old
style novel. All the girls in school
knew it, and all agreed that 1 was the
most fortunate creature In existence" "
Did not Miss Hale think so, too? In
her poor, tired heart was she not re-
sentfully wondering why one woman
should be overwhelmed by fortunes
favors, while another must be left her
lifelong needy, and loveless, and fam
ishing? Was she not aware that be-
twixt her own pinched, faded counte-
nance and the dazzling young face by
her side the contrast was almost pain
full?
"You ought to be very, very hap
py!" she said again.
Miss Graylock did not answer, but
turned suddenly to a window and
looked out. She saw a wide play
ground, inclosed in high walls and
full of wind-tossed trees; she saw a
gray, rainy sky, and just across the
way a tall steeple, with a clock upon
1t, and the hand of the timepiece
pointed significantly to the flying mo-
ments.
What a dismal morning!" she fall
tered; ut is detestable to travel In
rainy weather. Apropos to nothing
Miss Hale, I have lost a ring a gift
from grandpa-I must go out In the
playground and look for 1t before he
comes. Doubtless I dropped 1t from
nv finger while I was walking there
yesterday"
LET me go with you, ma chere,'
said Miss Hale, land help you In the
search"
"By no means! I cannot think OF
troubling you. I will find 1t without
assistance"
1T Is no trouble" persisted the un-
der-teacher; II am ordered not to
leave you until your grandfather ar
rives"
Ethel Greylock's eyes flashed
naughty and imperious eyes they
could be, when occasion required.
II forbid you to follow mel" she
cried, throwing back her lovely blond
head with the air of a princess. Il
know exactly where to look for my
ring. 1 care not what orders you have
received-I have no wish for COM
pany, and I will tolerate none. When
one Is bidding farewell to old scenes
one naturally prefers to be alone"
Without deigning so much as an
other glance at the insignificant teach
er who held her, as she we'll knew, in
secret awe, the lovely young graduate
threw a wrap hurriedly about her
shoulders, and descended to the high
walled playground Of the school.
The walks were deserted now and
silent. There were no chattering
groups under the trees, no shrill girl
voices waking the echoes up and down
this inclosure, into which no male
foot was ever allowed to intrude.
Ethel Greylock cast one swift glance
back at the house. Miss Hale would
not dare to follow her, and the re-
naming inmates, with the exception
Of the kitchen-maids, still slumbered.
Her breath came in odd gasps Her
lovely violet eyes assumed frighten-
ed, guilty expression. Perhaps she
had forgotten her lost rlng-at any
rate. she did not stop to search for 1t.
but gliding swiftly into the shadow
of the dripping trees, she went on un-
til she came to a summer-house at
the furthest boundary Of the grounds.
There, leaning against the door of the
rustic structure, in the spot where all
males were forbidden as vigorously as
in a convent garden. stood-wonder