The Washington times., 1912-12-04
CHAPTER XII.
Campbell Resigns.

IY Under q yew tree overlooking .
wide lawn, bordored On the
farther side BY q bank Of now
ers. three people are sitting
clustered around q tea table.
One Of them 10 . little old lady; the
dearest old lady imaginable. BY her
side. in q low basket chair . SRI 10 half
sitting, half reclining. Her small ngure.
clad In q simple black frock. gives the
Impression Of extreme youth. an i'm
preston heightened by the fact that her
curly yellow hair. reaching barely to
the nape of her neck. Ii caught together
by black ribbon like q schoolgirls.
But when one looks more closely into
her pale face one realises somehow
WSe nss sss sss !. so%iSa III. sf :asf:
On the ground facing the younger
white liannels Is squatting tailor fash.
.o Snj be Hs ls,ii.d, II holding out an empty cup
MOT snothsr7,' excIaims the little old
lady IN = horriied tonA why. you
,.nS Dec e- Tiyi .. II .s. .ss% ssSs
my figure. why should I persist In the
struggle now. that Anita refuses to
smile on me? When ones heart is
Of the few pleasures one can .stili en-.
Joy. 30 another cup. please"
Anita took no notice Of his sally;
her eyes were fixed on the distant
o%n eS1,'9n; eScu:ss,. :ss seemed absorbed in her
"By.. the wayr" remarked Campbell
casually as he slipped his tea. II spent
last Sunday at 9eralton:"
hutter Of the ,eyelids was the only in.
yet Guy was convinced that she wa:
waiting breathlessly for him to con-
HOW is Lard Wilmer.leyy. asked
"Very well, indeed. He 10 doing .
lot lot, to s. the castle ;.,.s,, You u would hardly
Although ne had pointediy addressed
Anita, she made no comment. 1t was
only after long silence that she finally
And how 10 valdrisues," she in.
Much the same. She plays all day
long with dolls Cyril bought for her.
She seems quite happy"
n Ms. rlsSor snsy r'opsed oOs up n'S her
which had been lying In her lap. and
was soon busy avoiding the pitfalls q
heel presents to the unwary.
''! think ! will 60 for walk" said
There was q hint Of evaporation In
her voice which escaped neither Of her
hearers.
'Campbell's rubicund countenance had
mo better?" ne asked as soon as
Anita was out of ear-shot.
Miss Trevor shook her head disconso'
"Worse. think. can't imagine
what can be the matter with her. She
seemed at one time to have recovered
lo% as You nea can sss's .es for yourse she es
solutely wretched. she takes no interest
in anything. She hardly eats enough
to keep . bird alive: II she goes on like
this much longer she n.Y.r E fret hsr.sf
Ton her she assures me that she is all
right. i really don't know what ought
Al. ns: + ~ never bv 70 The:
has never written to her nor been to
see her?'
Lord wilmersley: Why. no. She
hardly ever mentions him."
Guy. "she inquiries after everybody. at
Geralton except cyril. Doesn't that
strike you as very suspicious?",
IGh! 10 noSSso XSs don't mean that"
But she hardly knows him! You told
me yourself that she had only seen him
True. but you must remember that
they met under very romantic condi-
tions. And Cyril is the sort Of chap
who would be likely to appeal to a
girls Imagination"
Lady Wilmersley in love! can't
believe it!'' exclaimed Miss Trevor.
II wish I didn't" muttcred Guy. Tn
She heard him. however. and laid her
small. wrinkled hand tenderly on his
''My poor boy. I guessed your trouble
Don't pity me. It doesn't hurt any
ionger-not much. at least. When one
realizes a thing 10 quite. hopeless one
somehow ends by adjusting oneself to
the Inevitable. What I feel for her now
10 more worship than love. want.
above all things, that she should be
happy, and II Cyril can make her 20
would gladly speed his wooing.
DO you tink he has any thought Of
herT
"I am sure he loves her."
'"Then why has he given no sign of
life ali these months?"
II fancy he IL waiting for the year Of
their mourning to elapse. But I con-
fess that I am surprised that he has
been able to restrain his impatience as
long as this. Every day ] have expect |
ad- Nv JOVeV' cried Camphell anytnO.