“Broken! When?”
lows, and it seemed to him
to And places in the quadrille, yet ev
wreaths in their hair, and Miss Betty’s
“Oh, here's the gate. Isn't It?"
“Last uight."
lng could have been a
ery
sidelong
glance
In
the
room
still
that uight was of marguerites. "Read
Her answer was a short laugh. You
"Who broke it?”
forherehehadhaiig.dhu'X'^
your fortune in them all,” whispered mean you wish to persuade me that rested upon him. and he knew it. He
“It fell from the table In my room.”
“Reproach her!" jp. «i
remained
in
the
ball
alone
through
that
Tom's heart, "and of whomsoever you you laid forgotten It was there? ’
“How? Easily mended, isn't it?"
played hla Imbecility M
* <k
dance and at its conclusion walked
wish to learn every petal will say, 'He
“I did not see It," he protested lam
“I think I shall not play it soon he been her father's 1°? T Hg
slowly through the rooms, speaking to
loves you; none declare he loves you entably.
should have had too „..I,
h
people here and there as though noth again.”
not!’"
“No?”
Crailey swung his long legs off the shame to dare to »,>ak , * ** <
ing bad hapi»ened, but when the music
She bowed slightly, but did not speak
“
I
wasn't
thinking
of
It.
”
that
night,
when
her
X
’
uJ?
2
sofa and abruptly sat up. "What’»
C:
to him, which was perhaps a better re
“Indeed! You were 'lost In thoughts sounded again he went to the dressing
had exhibited h|ni to
«to,
room, found his hat and cloak and left this?" he asked gravely.
ception
thau
that
uccorded
the
young
or ”—
By BOOTH TARKINGTON
Tom pushed his papers away from the world ns naught el®. i *'•
man
by
her
companion.
"Oh,
It's
you,
“Of you!” be said before he could
Author of “The Cantieman From Indiana” and
him, rose and went to the dusty win and a noisy one at that'
’ *
is it?” was Mrs. Tan berry's courteous check himself.
dow that looked to the west, where, at
Suddenly a shudder eon«,.
observation as she canted the vehicle
“Yes?” Her tone was as quietly con
the end of the long street, the sun was He struck bis open pain. M
in her descent. She looked sharply at temptuous as she could make it. "How
Copyright, 1902. by S. 9. McCJur« Co.
setting Iwhlud the ruin of charred tim forehead and spoke aloud whT* *
Miss Betty, and even the small glow of very frank of you! May I ask are you
horizon to horlzou. the ni'J,
bers on the bank of the shining river.
the carriage lamps showe 1 that the girl's convinced that speeches of that sort are
“It seems that I played once too of thick with the whisper«^*»»
cheeks had flushed very red. Mr. Van-1 always to a lady's liking?”
observing hobgoblins;
«
ten," he said.
Tom Vanrevel ought to be kept far revel, on the contrary, was pale.
“No,” he answered humbly and hung
CHAPTER IX COSTINE!)
"And even if there had been
Crailey was thoroughly astonished.
They stoo I for a m >ment in awk his head. Then she threw the question
away from this house."
He went to his friend and dropped a way, we could have slid rt
“Oh. It was not l>e.” returned Misa ward sllen -e, while from the lighted at him abruptly:
▼neu the esnuies kt-4 relit ami u.«
do*» tg
hand lightjy on his shoulder. "What hose line!”
“Was it you who came to sing In our
serenaders iti' lted within. Nelson came Betty quickly. “It was Mr. Gray. Did house where the flying flgm--s i rcled
He retraced bls steps, a tall —
made you break the guitar? Tell me.”
came
the
waltz,
“
I
Dreamt
That
1
not
you"
garden?
”
bearing cake and wine, and the house
“What makes you think I broke it?” ure moving slowly ihroagh'£r.*«'
“My dear,” interrupted the other, Dwe-lielt In Ma-har-ble Halls.” Tom's
There was a long pause before a pro
was made merry. Presently the romp,
| darkness, and his lips for *. .r?1»
asked his partner sharply.
Virginia Bareaud, making her appear "Crailey Gray's specialty Is talking own dreams were much wilder than found sigh came tremulously from the
Sick shadow of a smile whe^^
“Tell me why you did it.” said Crai
auce on the arm of General Trumble, Most of the vagabonds can sing anl the gypsy girl' , he knew thnt. yet he darkness, like a sad and tender confes
that he had unconsciously turn i
ley.
sion. “Yes.”
Mrs. Tanberry led them all In a hearty play n bit. and so can Crailey. partic spoke out brat a
"Will you da. -e the first two with
And Tom, pacing the room, told him, Carewe street. Presents he ™ “*
“I thought so!” she excalmed. “Mrs.
game of bi.nd man's buff, followed by ularly when he's had a few I miw I s of
while Crailey stood In silence looking a gap In a hedge, through w”? *
Tanlierry thought It was some one else,
as hearty a dancing of Dan Tucker. punch, but when Tom Vanrevel touches me?”
him eagerly in the eye whenever Tom had sometimes stolen to bear the'? *
Miss Betty bit her lip, frowned, turn but I knew that it was you.”
After that, a quadrille being proposed, the guitar and lifts up hla voice to sing
turned his way. The listener Interrupt of a harp and a girl', Voil,
Mrs. Tanberry suggested thnt Jeffer there Isn't an angel In heaven that ed away and. vouchsafing no reply. ' "Yes. you are right.” he said quietly.
but he did uot enter then- tm^
ed seldom. Once it was to exclaim;
son should run home and bring Fan wouldn’t quit the place and come to walked toward the house with her “It was I. It was my oily way to tell
"But you haven't said why you broke though he paused a moment. h;?±
chon for the fourth lady. However, hear him! Crailey wrote those words eyes fixed on the ground; but Just as you what you know now.”
bowed *on his breast.
“Of course!” She set It ail aside with
Virginia explained that she had en to Virginia Bareaud. (Her hair Is even they reached the door she flashed over
the guitar?”
There came a sound of voice, n.
deavored to persuade both her sister darker than yours, you know.i That him a look that scorched him from those two words and the slightest ges
“ 'If thine eye offend thee, pluck It
anil .Mr. Gray to accompany the genet- was when he was being engaged to tier, bead to foot and sent his spirits down ture of her hand. “It was a song made
out!' I ought to have cut off the hands seemed to lie moving toward theheu
toward the gap where lie stood Zf’
al and herself, hut that Mr. Gray hn ! and Tom must have set the music to through the soles of his boots to exca- I for another girl. I believe?" she asked
that played to her.”
complained of Indisposition, having suf ’em lately and now comes here to sing vate a grotto in the depths of the lightly and, with an Icy smile. Inquired
"And cut your throat for singing to man's enger, quick, but very
the other a girl's, a rieb and clear ,«'
ferid greatly from headache on ac ’em to you. and well enougli they fit earth, so charged It was with wrathful further. “For the one—the one before
her?”
tralto that passed Into Tom's soul la
But you must keep him away, pity and contempt.
the last. I understand?”
count of inhaling so much smoke at yon
“Eui* force inc to beg you never to ad-
"She was right!" the other answered.
a psalm of rejoicing and like a sZ
,
Urena me again."
tlie warehouse tire. and. of course. Fan princess.”
He lifted his head, surprised. "What
“Yes!” she said abruptly and follow
striding up and down the room. “Right
Nevertheless Betty knew the voice ed Mrs. Tanberry to the dressing room. has that to do with It? The music was the house. For awhile he stood on the —a thousand times—in everything she Iter of flame. Me shivered and
chon would not leave him. (Miss Ca
rewe permitted herself the slightest was not thnt which had bld her look to
The elder Indy shook her head sol made for you; but^ then, 1 think all opposite side of the street, watching did. That I should even approach het away quickly, but not before the J
voice, somewhat louder for the J
tlie stars, and she remained convinced emnly as she emerged from the enor music was made for you.”
shrug of the shoulders.)
the lighted windows, and twice he was an unspeakable insolence. I had
“Leave the music out of It. If you caught sight of the lilac and white bro forgotten, and so. possibly, had she, ment, came distinctly from the oth.
So they danced the quadrille with that It lielonged to Mr. Crailey Gray, mous folds of a yellow silk cloak. “Ah.
Jefferson at the piano and Mr. Marsh who had been too 111 a few hours earlier princess," she said, touching the girl's please,” she said Impatiently. “Your cade, the dark hair and the wreath of but I had not even been properly Intro side of the hedge.
After all, said tlie voice, with
pssformlug In tlie character of a Indy to leave the Bareaud house, and now, shoulder with her Jeweled hand. “I told talents make yon modest! No doubt marguerites, 'then, with a hot pain duced to her.”
ripple of laughter-“after all. we^
a preeeedlag must unacceptable to the with Fanchon’s kisses on his lips, came : you I was a very foolish woman, and I you consider it unmaidenly In me to in his breast and the step of a grena-
"No.
you
hadn't;
that's
true,
”
observ
you a little bard on that poor v.
general, whom Mrs. Tanberry forced to stealing Into her garden and sang to j am, but not so foolish as to offer ad- have referred to the serenade before dier, he marched down the street.
ed Crailey reflectively.
“You don’t Gray?”
•
•
be Ills partner. And thus the evening her a song he had made for another vice often. Yet, t>elleve me. It won’t yon spoke of It, but I am not one to
•
•
•
•
*
seem to have much to reproach her
Tom did not understand, butbeka®
do. I think thnt Is one of the greatest cast down n:y eyes and lot It pass—no.
passed gayly away.
Tappingham | girl.
In the carriage Mrs. Tanlierry took with. Tam."
If
there
was
one
person
In
tlie
world
the voice. It was that of Crailey Grw
nor
one
too
sweet
to
face
the
truth,
young men T ever knew, and It's a pity
Marsh spoke the truth. Indeed, when
Betty's hand in hers. “I’ll do as you
“
Reproach
her!
”
cried
the
other.
He heard the same voice again tb«
either!” she erle.l. with sudden passion. wish, child." she said, "and never
he exclaimed In parting, "Ob, rare Mrs. whom Miss Betty held In bitter con —but It won't <lo.”
"That I should dream she would speak night and again stood unseen. Lons
tempt and scorn, ft was the owner of
Tan berry!”
Miss Betty kept her face away from “To sing that song In the way you did speak to you of him again as long as to me or have anything to do with me
that voice and that guitar.
after midnight he was still trampi«
But the bouse had not done with sere-
her guardian for a moment. No Incon meant—oh. you thought 1 would flirt I live except this once. I think it was was to cast a doubt upon her loyalty as :
the streets on his lonely rounds »ba
nodes that night. The guests had long
siderable amount of Information find with you! What right had yon to come best for his own sake as well as yours, a daughter. She was rlglit, I say! And
CHAPTER X.
he chanced to pass the Ilouen Hom,
since departed; the windows were still
drifted to her from here and there re with such a song to me?"
but”—
she did the only thing she could do- which hostelry bore to the unlnltiatg
Tom intended only to disclaim the
ORE than three gentlemen of garding tlie career of Crailey Gray,
and dark under the wan old moon,
“He needed a lesson," interrupted rebuked me before them all. No one eye the appearance of having '.oat
Itoiien wore their hearts In and she thought how Intensely sb» presumption, so far from his thoughts,
which bad risen lamely, looking unfa-
Miss Betty wearily. She had danced ever merited what he got more roundly Its doors upon all hospitalities for ii
tlielr
eyes
for
any
fool
to
gaze
that
Ills
s
ing
had
moved
her,
for
he
miliar and nut half itself; the air bore
would have hated any person In th«
long aud hard, and she was very tired. titan I deserved that. Who was I. In , night in strict compliance with the lav
upon, but three was the num world except Mrs. Tanlierry for pre- could see Hint her attack was prompt
an odor of lateness, and nothing mov-
Mrs. Tanberry’s staccato laugh came her eyes, that I should besiege her with I
I
ed, when a delicate harmony stole out ber of those who told their love before | I sinning to think she needed to tie warn ed by her Inexplicable impression that out Irrepressibly. "All the vagabonds ny Importunities, who but tier father's of the city fathers, yet a slender
of bright light might be discovered n»
of the shadows beyond the misty gar the end of the first week of Mr. Ca- ed against the charms of this serenad he had assumed the attitude of a' con do, princess!” she cried. “And I think worst enemy/’
derneath the street door of the le
den. Ixiw but resonant chords sound rewe’s absence, and told It In spite of ing lady killer who was the property queror, but his explanation began un- they are getting it.”
Deep anxiety knitted Crailey’s brow. room.
fortunately.
ed on the heavier strings of a guitar, ifrs. Taniierry’s utmost effort to pre of another girl.
“No, no; I don't mean”—
“I understood she knew of the quar
From within the merry retreat isurt
while above them, upon the lighter serve, at all times, a conjunction be
"Forgive
me.
I
think
you
have
com
“We've turned their heads, my dear rel," he said thoughtfully. “I saw that
“You must keep him away, 1 think,”
wires, rippled a slender, tinkling mel tween herself and Miss Betty.
pletely misunderstood. You thought !t between us, you and I. and we’ll have the other evening when I helped her an uproar of shouting, raucous laugh-
ventured Mrs. Tanberry gently.
.Mias Carewe honored each of the lorn
ter and the pounding of glasses on ta
ody that wooed the slumlierer to n de
At that Betty turned to her and said meant something I did not intend at to turn 'em again, or they'll break their out of tlie crowd. She spoke of It on
licious half wakefulness as dreamily, three with a few minutes of gravity. sharply:
all. and”—
necks looking over their shoulders at the way home, I remember, But how bles, heralding all too plainly the by-
as tenderly as the croon of rain on the Out the gentle refusal prevented never
“What!” she said, and her eyes blaz us, the owls!” She pressed the girl's did she know that you were Vanrevel? pocrisy of the landlord and possibly
“I will. After this ¡»lease let us nev-
a swain from being as truly her follow
ed. for now she beheld him as the ar hand affectionately. "But you'll let me No one in town would be apt to men that of the city fathers also. To»
er us before, not that she resorted to er speak of him again.”
knew what company was gatbend
A slow nod of the other's turbaned rant sneak f the world. He, the iady say something Just once and forgive me tion you to her.”
the poor device of I alf dismissal, the
there
—gamblers, truckmen, drunk®
killer,
with
bis
hypocritical
air
of
because we're the same foolish age.
“No, but she did know, you see.”
everyday method of tiie schoolgirl flirt, head indicated the gravest acquies strength and melancholy sweetness, you know. It’s only this: The next
farmers, men from the river steam«
cence.
She
saw
that
her
companion's
“
Yes,
”
returned
Mr.
Gray
slowly,
“
so
who thus keeps tlie lads In dalliance, but
making riot while their boats lay tt
tlie leader of drunken revels and, by young man you suppress, take him off
because, even for the rejected, it was a cheeks were still crimson. “I under reputation, the town Lothario and In a corner. Lead him away from the It seems. Probably her father told her the wharf, with n motley gathering tf
to avoid you and described you so that good-for-nothings of the back alley»
delight to lie near her. For that matter, stand," said she.
A buzz, of whispering, like a July bee light-o'-love. under promise of mar crowd where he won't have to stand she recognized you as the nian
It Is said that no one ever had enougli
and tippling clerks from the Mail
riage
to
Function
Bareaud,
had
tried
to
and let them look at bint afterward. caught the kitten.”
of the mere looking nt her. Also, her tle, followed Miss Carewe and her make love to another girl, and now bis
street stores. There came loud er.«
That’s all, my dear, aud you mustn't
partner
about
tlie
room
during
tlie
next
He
paused
and
looked
at
Tom.
talk was enlivening even to tlie lively,
for a song, and in answer the voice of
cowardice
in
trying
to
disclaim
wbat
mind.
”
continued to pace up and down
being spiced with surprising turns and dance. How hud Tom managed It? lie had done lent him the insolence to
Crailey rose over the general din.son»
"I'm not sorry!” said Miss Betty hot
amiably seasoned with the art of badi Had her father never told her? Who say to this other; "My child, you are
what hoarse and never so musical vba
nage. To use the phrase of the time, had dared to introduce them? Fauchon betrayed by your youth and conceit; ly. “I'm not sorry!”
he sang as when he spoke, yet so tooth
“
No,
no,"
said
Mrs.
Tauberry
sooth
was
the
only
oue
who
knew,
and
as
she possessed the accomplishments, an
ing in its dramatic tenderness that s - mb
you
exaggerate
my
meaning.
I
bad
>.o
ingly.
“
It
was
better
this
time
to
do
antiquated charm now on the point of she whirled by with Will Cummings intention to distinguish you by coquet
the noise fell away, aud the roister«
disappearing, so carefully has it been she raised her abseut glance long ting with you!” This was her interpre just what you did. I’d have done it
sat quietly to listen. It was not tbt
myself, to make quite sure he would
enough to give Tom an affectionate
snubbed under whenever exhibited.
first time Ben Jonson's song bad stilM '
tation
of
him.
and
her
indignation
was
keep
away
—
because
I
like
him.
”
a disreputnble company:
She sketched magnificently, This Is aud warning shake of the head.
not
lessened
by
the
inevitable
conclu
"I
’
m
not
sorry!
”
said
Miss
Betty
Tom did not see this, Miss Care we
the very strongest support for the as
"I sent theo late a rosy wreath.
sion that he, who bad been through ao again.
Not so much honoring thee
sertion: Frank Chenoweth and Tap- did. Alas! She smiled upon him in- many sceues with women, secretly
"I'm
not
sorry!
”
she
repeated
and
stantly
and
looked
deep
into
bls
eyes.
As
glvlirr It til,- ! U”‘ that there
I
pingbam Marsh agreed, with tears of
found her simplicity diverting. Miss reiterated to herself after Mrs. Tan
It might not withered be."
enthusiasm, that ‘‘magnificently” was It was the third time.
’erhaps Just then Vanrevel w’lnH
She was not afraid of this man flirt. Betty had a little of her father in her, berry hail gone to bed. She had sunk
the only word. They came to this con
He
was to be settled with once and while It was part of her youth, too, into a chair in tlie library with a book,
have wished to hear him sing sty
clusion as they sat together at the end
that
of
all
things
she
could
least
en
thing in the world rather than that, far
of a long dinner, at which very little forever. She intended to avenge isith dure the shadow of a smile at her own and “I'm not sorry!" she whispered as
on Crailey's lips It carried too mod
the open unread page blurred before
had been eaten, after a day’s picnic by Fanchon and herself. Yet It is a haz expense.
her; “I’m not sorry!” He had needed
meaning tonight, after the voice J
the river. Miss Carewe hail been of ardous game, this piercing of eye with
"Oh. oh!" siie cried, her voice shak his lesson, but she had to bear the rec
the garden. And Tom lingered »
their company, ami Tnpplnghnm and eye. liecause tlie point which seeks to
ing with anger. "I suppose your bad
more near the betraying silver of Ii<M
So they danced the quadrille
Chenoweth found each ills opportunity penetrate may soften and melt, leaving heart is half choked with your laughter ollection of how white bls face went
one defenseless. For perhaps ten sec
when he received it. Her affront had
beneath the door than be bad by dz
roof soothes a child to
Under the in tlie afternoon. Tlie party was small
onds thnt straight look lasted, while it at me."
put about him a strange loneliness
gap in the hedge, but went steadily ■
artist's cunning touch the instrument and no one had been aide to effect a
She
turned
from
him
swiftly
and
left
seetued to her that she read clear into
tile lone figure with the stilled crowd
his way.
was both the accompaniment amt the total unconsciousness of tlie maneuvers
the soul of liiiu and to behold It through him.
Not far from the hotel be pax-td •
staring, it had made a picture from
song, and Miss Hetty, at tirst taking of the two gentlemen. Even Fanchon
Almost running, she entered tlie bouse which her mind's eye had lieen unable
small building- brightly lighted ni
comprehended
languidly, some befooling magic as strong, ten
the music to be a wandering thread in Bareaud
der. wise and true as his outward ap and hurried to a seat by Mrs. Tanber to escape, danced she never so hard
echoing with unusual clamors of lad1*
the fabric of I mt own bright dreama, though she was more blurred than ever,
pearance would have made an Innocent ry. nestling to lier like a young sapling and late. Unconsciously Roliert Ca
try—the office of tlie Iloueu Joon*
and
her
faraway
eyes
belied
the
me
drlftiMl gradually to consciousness to
stranger believe him. for he looked all on a hillside. Instantaneously several rewe’s daughter had avenged the other
The press was going, and Mr. 1 ®
find herself smiling Her eyes opened I chanical vivacity of her manner, for
these things, she admitted that much, gentlemen who bail hastily acquitted lonely figtire which had stood in lonely
mings' thin figure crossed an<* *
wide, but half closed again with the | Crailey was thirty miles down tlie river
and lie had an air of distinction and themselves of various obligations In humiliation before the staring eyes.
crossed the windows, while his row
with
a
fishing
rod
neatly
packed
In
a
Ineffable sweetness of the sound.
order
to
seek
her
sprang
fiwward
with
resource beyond any she had ever
“I'm not sorry!” Ah, did they think "Jt necma thnt I jilayed once too i ften.” could be heard energetically biddM
Then a voice was beard, eerily low, leather case
eager greetings, so that when the It was In her to hurt any living thing
Mr. Vanrevel, of course, was not In known; even In the wild scramble for
floor. After a time Crailey, fumbling his assistants to "Look alive, s’
yet gallant and dear, a vibrant bari
tier kitten he had not lost It. So for stricken Toni, dazed and confouuded in the world? The book dropped from
Vlted. No one would have thought of
in his coat, found a long cheroot and Tom imagined that something
tone, singing to the guitar:
ten seconds, which may lie a long time, by his evil luck, followed her at about her lap, and she bowed her head upon
have happened between the
asking him to Join a small party of
as lie lit It inquired casually:
*’M> lady's hair.
she saw a man such as she had dream tlve paces be found himself confronted her hands. “I'm not sorry!” —and
river and the Rio Grande, but be
which Robert Carewe’s daughter was
That dark drlight,
"Do
you
rememlier
if
she
addressed
ed, and she did not Isdleve her sigtit. by an luqieuetrable abatis formed by tears upon the small lace gauntlets!
la both an fair
not stop to ask tlie Journalist, f t
to l>e a member, but it was happiness
you
by
name?
”
tieeause she had no desire to lie as cred the spiked tails of the coats of Gen
And dusk us night.
desired to behold tlie face of non»«
She saw them and with an incoherent
enougli for Tom that nlglit to lie hid- ,
"I
think
not.
”
Tom
answered,
halting.
I know f
lovelorn hearts that beat
ulous as tlie others, to be as easily eral Trumble, Madrlllon. Tappingliam exclamation, half self pitying, half im
his friends until he bad f'1«^'
den In the shrubbery looking up at the
"What does it matter?”
In time to moonbeam twinklings fleet.
Marsh. Cummings and Jefferson Ba
stars between the leaves while he II®- cheated ns that poor Fanchon!
patient. ran out to the stars above her
That dune«* and glance like jewels there,
some things within himself -
Crailey
drew
a
deep
breath.
The luckless Tom found his own feet reaud. Within this fortification rang garden.
Kmbl.u* nlng the raven hair.
tened to her harp and borne through the
strode
on toward nowhere.
“
It
doesn't."
be
returned.
beautiful on the mountains and. tread out laughter and sally from Miss Ca
open window on enchahted airs the
Day was breaking when Mr "W
She was there for perhaps half an
“She knew me well enough.” said
"Ali. raven hair.
ing the heights with airy steps, ap rewe. Her color was high, aud her
voice of Elizabeth Carewe singing
Ho ilara anil blight!
hour, and Just before she returned to Tom sadly as he resumed his sentry- climtied the stairs to bis rooin- 1
peared to himself wonderful and glori eyes sparkle t never more brightly.
Who! low lies th- rn
"Robin Adair."
were two flights, the ascent of t*
I
go.
tlie house she did a singular thing.
Flourish
and
alarms
sounded
for
a
fied
he
was
waltzing
with
Miss
Betty!
Enmeshed tonight?
Indulgi
It
was
now
that
the
town
of
which
occupied
alsnit
b»
f
0
Standing
where
all
was
clear
to
the
“
Yes."
repeated
Crailey
deliberately,
1 know some • hing lads teat say
He breathed the entrancing words to quadrille.* Each of the semicircle, firm
Its liveliest spirit. Never an eveniug
Their hearts «■ re ruar* d ir I torn iwsy,
himself over and over, it was true he ly elbowing Ills neighbor, begged the sky. where she had stood after her talk “So it seems! So it seems!” He blew of Crailey's invaluable time. «0«
And now as p iris <>na fate they si are
lacked its Junketing, while the happy was waltzing with Miss Betty Carewe! dance of Miss Betty, but Tom was him with the ineroyable when he had bid a long stream of smoke
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out ____
into ____
the second might have taken ninre 11
Knuuut ed In the raven hair.
folk of Rouen set the early summer
Her glove lay warm and light within self again and laid a long, strong hand her look to the stars, she raised her air before him and softly murmured possibly consumed tlie greater
to music. Serenade, dance and soug
the morning had he received n0
•'Ah. raven hair.
his own. His fingers clasped that In on Madrillon's shoulder, pressed him arms to them again, her face, pale with again: "So it seems! So it seems!”
for them, the light hearts, young and
*•
Fti tn such a plight
a great tenderness, uplifted.
Silence fell, broken only by the sound ance; but ns he re lined to
gently
aside
and
said:
effable
lilac
and
white
brocade
waist.
Could you not Mpare
old making gay together. It was all Sometimes her hair came within an
“You, you, you!” she whispered. “I of I om s footsteps, until, presently, upon the first land
#
"Forgive me. Miss Carewe has bon-
One •< olyte?
laughter, either In sunshine or by can
some one Informally shouted his name tercd the hallway from
I know a broken heart that went
inch of his cheek, and theu lie rose out ored me by tlie promise of this qua- love you!"
dleliglit.
undlsturtied
by
the
far
thun
To wrv< you but a* ornament.
And yet it was to nothing definite, from the street below. It was only Will Mad** qniekly
right from the hilltops and floated in a drllle.”
''
Alaa, a ruby n w you > rar.
der below tlie southern horizon, where
. I
He bowed, offering his arm. aud none to no man nor outline of a man. to no Cummings passing the time of day, but pleasantly conscious that t*®
golden mist. The glamour of which the
Kna*n«utning the raven hair!"
Zachary Taylor had pitched his tent,
When
Tom
turned
from
the
window
hands Id!"
’ " ft !
Ineroyable had planned to tell her some of them was too vain to envy that bow phantom nor dream lover, that she
The song bad grown fainter and upon the Rio Grande
spoke; neither to him she bad af after answering him Crailey and bis presently that be v
day surrounded Tom. aud It seemed to and gesture.
-
fainter, the singer moving away us be
One fair evening soon after that ex him that the whole world was covered
upon the newcomer s back.
I
For a moment he remained waiting. fronted nor to him who had bidden her poem were gone.
sang, aud the last lines were almost In curs Ion which had proved fatal to the
That evening Vanrevel sat In the quite a Journey, yt the
with a beautiful light like a carpet, Miss Carewe rose slowly and. directly look to the stars. Nor was it to the
audible In the distance. The guitar hopes of the handsome Tappingham
dusty office, driving himself to bis soothing, so ho made no cm-r
which was but the radiance of this facing biui, said in conqiosed and even •tars themselves.
could lie heard for a moment or two and of the youthful Chenoweth It was
work with a sharp goad, for there was bis eyes until he found •*
adornble girl whom his gloves and voice. “You force nte to beg you never
She
returned
slowly
and
thoughtful
more, then silence came again. It was tlie privilege of Mr. Thomas Vanrevel
a race that came between him and all deposited upon the < ouch in
coat sleeve were permitted to touch. to address me again."
ly
to
the
bouse,
wondering
what
she
broken by u rustling in the room next to assist Miss Carewe ami her chaperon
else In the world and a voice that chamlier, when he smiled am 1
She placed her hand on the general's had meant.
When the music stopped they followed
to Miss Betty's, anil Mrs. Tanberry from their carriage ns they drove up to
sounded always In his ears, but the looking up. discovered bi»
In the tralu of other couples seeking the arm. turning her back squarely upon
called softly through the open door:
a dance at the Bareaud»'. This good coolness of out of doors for tlie Inter Tom.
work was done before he rose from standing over him.
CHATTER
XI.
"I’rlncess ire you awake? Did you fortune fell only to great deserving, for
n « cnalr, though he showed n haggard
Tom was very pale, »m1
val. and Tom in his soul laughed at all
In addition to those who heard, many
¡RAILEY
came
home
the
next
hear that serenade?"
be had spent an hour lurking outside other men with Illimitable condescen persons tn that part of the room saw
vwnge as he bent aboYe his candles to deep violet scrawl* ,iene' '' _ f
day
with
a
new
poem,
but
no
After a pause the answer came hesi the house In the hope of performing
blow them out.
sion.
the affront and paused in arrested at
For once In his life be bad
fish. He lounged up the stairs
tatingly In a small, faltering vote«: such offices for them
It was 11 o’clock. Crailey had not
"Stop here." she said as they reached titudes. Others. observing these, turn
I
late
in
the
afternoon
hum
later than Crailey
n
“Yes If It was one I thought perhaps
Heaven was In his
the oj>en gate He was walking out of ed Inquiringly, so that sudden silence ming cheerfully to himself and. drop come back, and Tom knew that his
“First time, you k: 'v- *
he was only singing as he passed along breath departed out of his Issly when,
light
benrted
friend
would
not
return
It. hla head in the air and Miss Bet fell, broken only by the voice of Miss
with difficulty
1
1'®‘
the street.”
after a moment of hesitation. Miss ty on his artn. Apparently he would Betty as she moved away, talking ping bis rod In a coruer of Tom's of for many hours, and so, having no
fice. laid the poem on the desk before
completely ;: I
__^r
-
“Aha”' ejaculated Mrs Tauberry Betty's little lace gauntleted glove was
have walked straight across the state. cheerily to the general. Tom was left his partner, chuckled softly and re mind to rend and no belief that be guiding band, but never
abruptly, as though ah* had made an placed in his hand, and her white slip
It was the happiest moment be had standing alone In the broken semi quested Mr. Vanrevel to set the rhymes could if he tried, be went out to walk
it » •
unexpected discovery. "You knew bet per shimmered out from the lilac
the streets. He went down to the river fore.”
circle
ever known.
to music Immediately.
"Yes." said Tom qntow-
>
ter. and this was a serenade that you flounces of her dress to fall like a t»eii
nrst. and stood for a little while gaz
He wanted to say something wonder
All the eyes swept from her to him
"Try It on your Instrument." he said. ing at the ruins of the two warehouses, first time I ever sa*
did not laugh at Beautiful. I wou'dn’t ediction. lie thought, on each of the
ful to her Hl» spee,-ti should be like and back. Then every one began to
“It's a simple verse about nothing but
let It go any further, even while yonr carriage steps.
and that was like a man with a head fahed.”
the music and glory and fin- that were talk hastily ah mt nothing The young
stars, and you can work it out tn twen ache beating hla skull against a wall.
father to gone ftomeiblng might occur
They In him Therefore hr was shocked to man's humiliation was public.
It was the age of garlands
ty minutes with the guitar ”
that would bring t'm home without wreathed the muses. the seasons and
As he w,md on the blackened wharf
bear himself remarking, with an inan
lie went to the door under cover of
"It Is broken." said Tom, not looking
wamlug Such things bars happened. their speech. so the women wors
Old wheat flour, < h<*P
'
ity of utterance that sickened him:
.T
> ho” ,he charr<*l l*»m« rose
the moveuieut of the various couples up from bis work.
abuts him against the sky like a gal in exchauge tor »! 11 T[X ,|.£I. I
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