El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1912-07-11
What's Sauce For the Goose
The HeraId's Daily
ShortStOry

, the longing look gave Hartley his in
spiration.
Miss simpkins. here we are two
lonely folk thrown together by fate.
VIII you take pity on me further, and
come for a turn in the park? I know
we've never been properly introduced,
but assure you I am quite a respect
able person. 1t would be very kind Of
you to come"
I'D like to very much. I'm stranded
here for day or two because my
friends in Scotland can't have me IN
til the 18th. But perhaps you are go
ing north. too? I'm going to stay with
some people 1 met in Cowes-the
AT ArrOchar Iodge?" asked Hartley
eagerly.
yes, know them; they happen TO
be cousins of mine said Hartley
shortly. The Strangwaysi He set his
teeth. his eyes on Anastatia's fresh
loveliness- He could guess very well
why the Strangways had asked her up,
why they had made such friends with
the young milliOnairess. Wasn't the
/ Cecil, the eldest son, always looking
out for a rich wife? They were a
scheming set of people, and he could
read through their plans like a book,
then -
He was pulled up short by the mem
DRY of his own plans and schemes
d
felt hot color rise to his face. Anas-
tatia- The very name was a caress.
If only she hadn't those soft gray
| eyes, that seemed to look through one,
for all their softncss. If only she
didn't look as Anastatia looked If
only she was a. plain a pikestaff,
the sort Of person an heiress ought to
/ be by all the laws of compensation,
but she wasn't
But he had taken the plunge now;
better go with it to the Glitter end now
that he had started.
lot that it was bitter at present
as Hartley speedily found out
He learnt a good deal during their
IN in the park. Anastatia had no
idea that she was doing an unheard-
of thing in driving there with a stran-
ser, even though he was a peer of the
I realm But then, even If she had
known, it wouldn't have troubled her
much. for she was utterly uncOnven-
tional and openly rejoiced over the
! fact that her official chaperon-one
lady Banister-Was laid up with influ-
enza and had thus left Anastatia to her
own devices, secure in the conscious
ness that her charge was safely on her
way to Scotland.
He hated to think. that in a few
[ days she would be at the mercies of
the Strangways, that they would
speedily enlighten her as t his iden-
tity II she mentioned Basingstoke to
them. Ho they would laugh and
so easily taken in and deceived. The
thought made his blood boil.
He would have to own up before she
left town.
But the next few days sped away and
Hartley and AnaStatia SimpklnS man
aged to spend much time together. It
was easy. London was empty of those
people TO whom the heiress mattered,
ands she seemed in no hurry to go on
her round of country house visits. In
! eff Ia a
oner to her bed, and youth will have
its way.
It's a trippery thing to do but
why not the river?' said Hartley Gag
erly.
Anastatia looked up from a bundle
of letters she had been reading 4
curious smile danced in her pretty
eyes, as she Folded one with a colonial
stamp and slipped il into her pocket
! Outside. the sun was shining and there
sat Hartley, his eager eyes fixed on
her-something in them that made her
/ heart beat strangely fast. How much
may happen in a week. Anastatia had
often that thought to keep her COM
pany now 4 week,
I'D love to go on the river" she said.
Where do you thinA We could goe
"Datchet-it's delicious down there;
we can take lunch with us, and have
tea at some riverside inn"
A delightful program, and one easy
/ enough to carry out as Anastatia
found.
They slipped smoothly down stream,
] Hartley leisurely, Anastatia comfort
3 ably settled against a pile of cushions.
1t was perfectly calm, the murmur of
the river the only sound to break the
( peaceful stiffness.
Hartley was very silent
Tomorrow or the next day Anastatia
would wing her way northwards;
, something must be said. Confession
came with difficulty. because he had
| learned a lesson he had never even
tried to learn before. He knew he had
! found the one woman he loved-Anas-
tatia.
Curse her millions,
7 had a letter from a friend in
Australia" said Anastatia. breaking in
on his miserable thoughts suddenly
She was trailing one hand in the
water, and as she lay back against the
| dark red cushions in her white linen
frock, a mauve ribbon around her
| shady white hat and a string of anne
. thysts round her throat. Hartley felt
his eyes grow a little dim. That he
must lose what he had only Just found!
, 1t was too hard. She tells me that
lord Basingstoze is earning his living
as waiter in the hotel she was at"
"Basingstoker
Yes. Funny. isn't it? I wonder
Anastatia sat up and shook the glitter
ing drops from her hands, wonder
why you called yourself lord Basing-
stoke2"
Hartley drew a long breath as they
drifted into a quiet backwater. The
moment he had dreaded was upon him.
so you know" he said huskily.
''No. I think guessed once or twice.
I didn't feel sure until today"
And yet you came out with me?"
"Oh, yes; you may not be a peer. but
I know gentleman when I meet one.
even though he may do odd things. I
think I have a right to hear your
explanation, haven't 70"
Yes. Before 7 tell you anything
else. listen to me for a moment. Anas-
tatia. I love you-I cared from the
first. I know I haven't a chance be-
cause those hateful millions must al