Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1924-10-18
Gerald smiled slightly.


sure that you altogether understand
her. She doesn't like surprises. We
must pave the way a little before we
ask for her help"
MYRTLE had been looking from one
to the other Of her two companions
with a sense Of growing trouble in
her eyes.
'Messleurs." she interrupted, at was
wrong of me not to tel you before. l
speak a little English. 1 understand
very well"
You are most amazing child p
Gerald exclaimed, looking down at her
In genuine establishment. you have
never been ten Adlometers from your
homestead, and you speak a foreign
language! That comes of having a
schoolmistress for mother suppose.
| However, have no fear We shall dis
pose Of you pleasantly"
Tomorrow" she said timidly, 81
can find work"
Tomorrow be hangedr' Gerald re-
piled. Look about you, little one. We
are entering the town. If your story
is true-and we know that 1t isl he
added hastily, you see for the first
time shops. villas, hotels The build
ing in front Of us is the casino. Now
you see the lights that fringe the bay"
ut is amazing" MYRTLE murmured.
They drew up at the side door of the
hotel where the two young men were
to stay. Gerald descended.
Take care of the child for a few
minutes, Chris" he begged. Il am
going to interview one of the house
| keepers"
He disappeared into the hotel. Myr-
tile watched his tall, slim figure until
1t was lost to sight Then the fear
seemed to return. She shivered.
81 am a trouble to him." she fall
tered HE will hate me for it. / only
meant that you should drive me some
where where l could lose myself. Per-
haps / had better go. monsieur. Can
not slip away before he returns?"
"He would be very angry If you did,"
Christopher assured her "He has
gone to arrange for some one to look
after you for the night. Tomorrow
| think you will do well If you try to
find some work II you wish it, l will
help you"
Her eyes stitl devoured the dooI
through which Gerald had passed
"Tell me his name?" she begged.
His name" Christopher replied, rs
Gerald Annesley Dombey."
She repeated 1t after him, little
hesltatingly.
81 shall always think of him as
Gerald" she said "It is very pretty
name. Tell me, why did the chauffeur
say your lordship'?'
I Because he is the eldest son of an
! earl and he is entitled to be called
Lord Donbey"
"IIe Is noble, tben7 l am not sur
prised. He seemed like that to me.
And you, monsieur? May know your
name"
/ my name is Christopher Bent" he
replied, plain Christopher Bent"
christopher is a very nice name" "
she said, with a trifle of unconscious
condescension, but of course 1t is not
like Gerald"
She looked longingly back towards
the crowded doorway, and the young
| man who stood by her side was aware
of a curious and altogether inexplica-
bic sensation. He suddenly found
| himself envylng Gerald's careless but
/ fascinating manners, his good looks,
his light, debonair manner of speech.
Even this little waif picked up at the
roadside was already under his spell.
Then Christopher remembered other
/ things about his friend, and his face
| grew stern.
Gerald returned presently with a
neatly-dressed young woman. He held
out his hands to MYRTLE and assisted
her to alight.
at is all arranged, child" he an
nounced. Annette Is a chambermaid
here. She viii take you to some rooms
close at hand. where you will be made
| comfortable. Tomorrow morning,
early. Christopher and l will come and
see you"
'Mademoiselle will be entirely well
suited" the young woman declared
at is but a few yards away"
MYRTLE, stlll wrapped in Christie
! piers coat, looked a little pathetic as
she stood upon the pavement by An.
nette's side
"I shall not see you again tonight
then, Monsieur Lord Dombey?' she
asked shyly.
Not tonight" he laughed. "And
Monsieur Gerald is quite enough from
you, ne tie. Tomorrow we will have a
long taik Have no fear-you shall
not return to the farm unless II is
| your wish"
MYRTLE stopped and with a sudden,
passionate gesture raised his hand to
her lips. Then she dragged Annette
Off without looking behind. Gerald
/ laughed little consciously.
"Our village maiden is somewhat
! demunstrative,' he remarked lightly
Come on, Chris. A cocktail while
| they unpack our clothes. I've tele-
rhoned to the villa. We must do a
.