The Detroit times., 1913-11-17


~ her own room Shirley undressec
3 thouehtfully. There was between her
*'0nd Ter mother nne tenuous BOND
% sympathy and feeling as raro. pei
!. hapS. ~ II Was lovely. She could MOI
pomember when the other had no
\ boon : semi-invalid, and her earliest
childhood recollections were punctr
4 atod With the tap Of the little cant
4 Tuniehrs sudden indisposition had
\ ohocked and disturbed her; to fsini
q rush Of perfume seemed TO sng
i eeet . growing weakness that was
01ASUtag Tomorrow, she told her
oelf, she would send Ranston with e
waSon-load OF the roses TO the hos?r
tai It Charlottesville.
0aA slipped on pink shelEshadeu
\ drosSiug.gown oil slinky silk with
not OF exaleas scattered In the weave.
ana then, dragging CHAR before tho
opon window, drew aside tho light
curtain and began TO brush hcr hair
She parted the lustrous mass with
!! hong sweeps of her white arm. for.
ward first over ono shoulder. thesi
over the other. Tho silver brush
smoothed the lighter ashen rippfes
that Melted and fretted into One
amber lace, till they lay. rich warm
mahogany like red earth. Tho COP
pery whorls eddied and merged then.
selves, showing under-gltnts OF russell
and dun-gold, curling and clasping IN
lanettinted burrows like living Geld
Of goId under q silver harrow. Out
G1do the window the stars lay on the
hpio.lasuli sky like white dover.
potAls on still deep watsr and In tho
Das4ure across the hedges she could
- the form Of Selim. her chestnut
hupter. standing ghosuy. Ike 90
oQuine sentinel.
Wheu that shimmoring glory lay
q two thick bralds against her shout
dorS, Shirley rose with . sigh and
Z vent % hor vriting-desk, where lay
hor diary. But shs WAS IN no mood
- write. and che turned from It.
\ lfoWning little. with the reflection
that she had not written In It since
\ ne uight Of the cape jeseamines.
All at once her case fell upon tho
Noor. and she shrank backward nom
s. twisting thssad-like thing whose
brlght salPron-y elbow glowed sharply
agninSt the dark carpet She saw IN
A Instant, however. that It was notn-
iug moro dangerous than . fragment
of loye-yine from the garden. which
kad chung to her skirt. She picked
ylp the tins rSass Of tendrils and with
Y16W smile tossed 1t over her right
shouIder through the window. III
& takes root" she said aloud, my
uyoolheart loves me-" She leaned
ffUm the sill to peer down into the
misty garden. but could not follow its
I'M.
Long ago her visitor would have
Yonched Damory Court. She had .
vloa0u OF him wandering. candle In
fnad. through the empty echoing
sf6ms. looking at the voiceless por-
Sita on the walls. thinking perhaps
" hisS father. Of the fatal duel OF
kfch Ne had never known. She liked
n - way be hsd spoken of his father!
or. maybe, he was sitting In the
finely library, with some volume
$1kom IT. shelves on his knees. She
5Efctured Uncle Jefferson fetching his
:11pe and Jar OF tobacco and striking
The match on his broad foot to light
S1k She remembered one Of the old
,1arky's sayings: FER man ain mach
lily no angel. but 'thouten terbacker.
Al reck'n he be pixen-ugly ernuf ter
Nv Dc Bad Man de toof-ache!' In
MAT instant when her cheek had
'eouched his rough tweed jacket. she
zhad boen sensible OF that woodsy
<r6py fragrance.
= vivid Aush swept up her face and
VIM sudden gesture she caught
NJ cpon palms to her cheek. With
What daring softness his eyes had
800 @ they looked down at her un-
- his crisp waving hair Why was
M memory Of that look 80 sharply
;Ggpot?
~ she leaned, out Of the stiffness
4 (tkere came to her ear q mellow
6ound. It was the bell Of the court
'xeGUe In the village. She counted
fke strokes falling clearly or family
'0p The slugeish breeze ebbed or
'GV0lled. Il was eleven.
M She drew hack. dropped The curtain
~ shu4- ont the van glimmer. and In
~ darkness crept into the soft bed
~ n into hiding-place.
CHAPTER xxx.
AZ the Dome.
a warm SUN and an air mildly mel
Inv. A faint gold-shadowed mist over
t6 valley and soft lilac haze blend
HI the reunited outlines OF the hills.
~ breese shook the twigs on the
Godass, nuttered the leaves OF the
'Ycp1arS till they looked quivering
'mAas Of palpitating silver, bearing
NG0y with It the cool elastic grace
mites Of the dripping water. as It
Spparkled over the big green-streaked
rocks at the foot Of the little lake
n DamOry Court Over the wild