The Elk Mountain pilot., 1923-04-12


"Grundle." he said to the chauffeur.
syou will drop Miss Berners ut the
station and take Miss Aimee on to
yervaulx. returning here direct"
The chauneur, who was a middle
aged man with singularly wooden
expression, seemed to be making a
mental effort. He saluted, staring
straight before him.
"Goodby, Georgina! Bless you. my
| child; bless you! Drive on. Grundle.
What are you waiting forT
The car meandered out of Scroope
park and turned northward along the
main road. Georgina was in low spir-
Its. Aimee throughout had been seeth-
ing with an enormously increased
sense of mutiny, and, as they neared
the station, she exploded.
II can't stand it, Georgiei''
II wish 1 were you'll" said Georgina
mournfully.
"EhY
II wish 1 were Aimee Scroope, and
on my way to Jervaulx abbey. That's
ALL"
Aimee started slightly. An extraor-
binary impish expression came into
her eyes. Georgina, who knew the
sign Of old, looked at her nervously.
you are!" said Aimee, in a voice
Of unlooked-for decision.
what on earth do you meanT'
Aimee gripped her by the arm, and
replied, in a low voice that bubbled
with excitement.
my dear, fat cousin, your full
name. as 1 remember, is Georgina
Amy Scroope Berners! Lop off the
superluous head and tall and there
you are-Amy Scroope. Near enough
for anyone. You are going to Jervaulx
instead of me! Aunt Erythea has
never seen me, nor has Alexander
Lambe. And neither Of them know
you from ADAM mean Eve! You'll
suit them down to the groundT
Georgina looked at her with dawn
ing terror.
ut Is a gorgeous arrangement r. ex-
claimed Aimee, Tightening her grip on
her cousins arm. "And nothing cas-
Ter. Uncle Joseph with never miss
you-leave me to fix that up. Grundle
will deliver you at Jervaulx; he's a
perfect super-idiot, and has probably
forgotten which Of us is to 60 there.
IL we didn't tell him. He never talks.
either As for me, shall go to Sea
bridge, or on walking tour-or any
thing I chooser'
Aimee. are you mad?"
1T is one of the sanest moments of
my life!" retorted Aimee; and, lean
ing over the back, she tore the tag
labels off her luggage and Georgina's.
and scattered them on the road. you
can take my things with you'll"
III you think for moment I'd have
anything to do with such business
A fiendish expression came over Al
mee's features. She gripped her cous-
ms arms again.
If you DON'T" she hissed. "I'll tell
everybody about you and Aloysius
Blennerhasset getting lost at the ruri.
decanal picnicl"
AT this mOnstrOus accusation, GeOr-
gina blushed scarlet. The mildest pee
cadillo In blameless life, the memory
OF the incident In question always
hlled her with alarm Aimee had held
1t over her head before.
Il won't listen to another word y
she gasped
You needn't. 1t is the time for
deeds" Aimee seized a small square
pox from among the luggage and
thumped the chauffeur on the back.
drundle, stop here! have only a
bag. I'll walk up to the station ap-
proach. Take Miss Berners on to Jer-
Ar,l
already!"
family bewildered expression
passed over the chauffeur's face. as
,nough he were trying to arrange his
l"eas. He rubbed his ear for n mo-
'neht' then saluted and let in the
clutch.
1eorgina. who had risen with the
intention of escaping from the car,
'ost her balance and collapsed in a
shghtly undignified manner on the
seat.
She struggled up and turned a
Hushed face towards her cousin.
stop! Stop!" she cried, in an ag-
onized voice. Aimee"
Good-by, dearl'' said Aimee, wav-
ing her handkerchief. Don't get lost
with Alexander."
me car bore the speechless and ges-
heu,ating Georgina out of sight round
ne pend. Aimee sat down ON her box,
oulied her face in her hands, and dis
sUiveu into such unfeeling laughter
nat pair of thrushes and chaffinch
meu from the hedge in Indignation and
ward through tn green lanes