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CHAPTER I.
I know how silly it is of me Jo fct
over this 'separation of a f ew weeks,
Jack, but I'm suffering from that most
feminine of all feminine ailments a
presentiment. I have a horrible drend
that you will not come Jiack to me just
the same as you leave me.
Jack Dornton knew this was all very
foolish. He loved pretty Ethel Mallett
rery dearly; so, instead of putting his
thought into words, he kissed the tearful
face and lovingly comforted her with
tows of eternal constancy.
"You know I needn't stay down there
until the pictures are finished," be said.
"As soon as I have the sketches well
forward, I shall come back and complete
the larger pictures from thorn at home;
and, though I shall be working very
hard, that will not prevent you from,
coming every day to watch my progress
and cheer me up for an hour or so in the
afternoon."
Ethel smiled it was rather a pitiful
attimpt and turned resolutely to the
breakfast table. ,
"It was good of yoc to think of com
ing 'to breakfast with us, so that we
might see the last of you before start
ing," she said bravely, as she busied
herself with the coffee cups. Mr. Mal
lett came down a few moments later,
and breakfast was gU through with due
decorum, in deference to "papa's dislike
to emotion." ,
Shortly after the meal Jack was
tramping away his portmanteau in one
hand and a portable easel in the other.
He had been engaged to Ethel Mallett
for two months, and they were to be
married as soon as he could provide a
suitable home for her. A fortnight after
he had obtained the reluctant consent of
Mr. Mallett to this arrangement, a cer
tain Lord Summers, attracted by two
water colors of Jack's in a fashionable
gallery, had found him out and offered
him a liberal commission to execute a
series of six pictures, the subjects to be
selected from the immediate neighbor
hood of his lordship's place in Exbridge
shire. Jack had jumped at the offer, see
ing that it would enable him to place
little Ethel in a home of her own two
months sooner than he anticipated.
So here he was, after a two hours'
run, hard at work in the woods of Mal
lingford, skillfully and rapidly filling in
the leading features of Mallingford
House and its surroundings. While his
fingers were thus busy, he was recalling
the conversation he had had with Lord
Summers upon the place of his first sub
ject. "Would you wish me to begin with
. Summerfield?" Jack had asked, wheD
taking his final instructions from his
Lordship.
"No; I should like to be at Summer
field .myself when you are there. I think
you had better make Mallingford House
your first subject. It is about ten miles
from Summerfield, and you can work
your way toward there. I shall be down
by the last week of July, and hope to
haVe the pleasure of showing you some
hospitality."
Jack bowed his thanks.
"You will be delighted with Malling
ford," his lordship went on. "It is a
noble place, and I have a rather peculiar
Interest in the property. The late owner,
Sir Paul Mailing, was a most eccentric
man, with a very exalted notion of his
own importance as head of the house.
He had never married, and was mortally
offended with his brother Geoffrey be
cause he took unto himself a wife at the
age of thirty-eight without first consult
ing him. l'oor Paul! He was a great
friend of mine; but I'm bound to confess
that he was of a most unforgiving dispo
sition. Would you believe it, Mr. Dorn
ton? He was so unjust as to disinherit
Geoffrey and leave the whole of his prop
erty to his ouly sister's only child, Pau
line Lufton. liis will confirmed his rep
utation for eccentricity, for he made even
her inheritance conditional; first, upon
her taking the name of Mailing, and,
secondly, upon her not marrying under
the age of twenty-five without her guar
dian's approval and consent. A very
awkward thing for the ghardian. I am
that not-to-be-envied pernon. So, you
see, should tho young lady in question
happen to fall in love with some poor
beggar of a fellow, I could not consist
ently give my consent, and she would
have to give up. either her love or her
position as owner of Mallingford, one
of the finest seats in the county." ,
"In which case 7" Jack said, iuterroga
tively. 1
"In which case the disinherited broth
er would have his own. But I am glnd
to say that my charming ward will be
tweuty-five In September and Will then
be in a position to please herself in her
choice of a husband for which I am A
voutly thankful, as it relieves me of a
serious responsibility." ,
"I can quite understand that."'
"I was in hopes at first that I should
not be called upon to exercise my guar
dianship at all. When Sir Paul died.
Pauline was away with her father , in
Italy. He was a sad reprobate, and
spent his time chiefly in gambling houses,
leaving his motherless girl among all
kinds of people.' Well, as fate willed.
this Lufton died just a .month , before
Sir Paul, and, though we made every
effort to find his daughter, we could ob
tain no tidings of her. W traced the
father and daughter to Naples, where the
former died; but after , that, we could
hear nothing of her. We sent eut agents.
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CHARLOTTE M, BRAEMB
we advertised, we did everything we
could. At last, after five months of
fruitless inquiry, and just as we were
losing heart, and wondering whether we
should not begin to hunt up poor Geof
frey, she appeared suddenly at my so
licitors' offices. She looked wretchedly
ill, said she had been working her heart
out as a teacher of English at a Spanish
school, and had only recently seen one
of our advertisements. She was nine-.
teen then and that is nearly six years
ago."
And now, as Jack Dorpton stood in the
shady wood, with the noonday sun mak
ing little patches of white here and there
wherever it could pierce the thick foli
age above, and. with a buzzing of insects
in his ears, he was weaving all sorts of
romantic fancies concerning the owner
of all the beauty surrounding him.
CHAPTER II.
From behind the bole of a large tree
Jack Dornton was being narrowly scan
ned by a young lady, who seemed well
pleased with the Inspection. 1 She watch
ed him at work for some minutes with a
decided look of admiration in her eyes.
She turned from her survey presently,
and stooping down, crept away slowly
among the brushwood, making a detour
with the evident intention of reaching
the spot again.
In the meantime Jack, stretching him
self after his spell of work, noticed a
small natural mound covered with soft
velvety grass. The more he looked the
stronger became the temptation to take
ten minutes' rest He yielded at last,
and found the mound an excellent pillow.
. Before be had enjoyed two of the al
lotted ten minutes' rest, his open locket,
containing a portrait of Ethel, dropped
from his hand, and a myriad of gnats
buzzed and whizzed in happy freedom
round his head. ' Jack Dornton was fast
asleep.
At that moment a woman came glid
ing by in full view of the easel. She
was a woman of surpassing loveliness,
tall, stately, with mass of golden plaits
coiled round and round her head, full
melting brown eyes and ripe red lips, a
skin rivaling the peach in its delicate
coloring, and a carriage queenly in its
every movement. Her dainty cambric
gown, cunningly made to "more express
than hide her form," trained carelessly
among the ivy roots and brambles be
hind her. , Her simple straw hat she car
ried in her hand, and her whole air sug
gested the pretty "maiden meditation
fancy free."
She gave a well-feigned start when she
had come well in view of Jack's easel.
It was not pleasant to watch the swift
change that came over the beautiful face
as she marked the vacant seat and
thought herself alone. It revealed un
mistakably the defects of her character
as indicated in the cruel little curves at
the corners of the mouth, which were
generally concealed beneath the pretty
confiding smile that from long practice
had become habitual with her.
Advancing cautiously, she glanced
around, and soon' discovered Jack's
whereabouts. She went quickly to the
easel, and critically examined the morn
ing's work. Turning aside, she remarked
to herself, "With such decided talent
and such an appearance, he would be
sure to succeed if he were properly taken
up." She then walked on tip toe to
Jack, and scrutinized him quite as crit
ically as she had scrutinized his work,
and evidently with as much approval.
Then her quick eye detected the open
locket by his side.
She looked carefully at the sleeper and
having assured herself of the soundness
of his slumbers, went down upon her
knees by his side, the better to examine
the portrait.
She started visibly when her eyes fell
upon the sweet face smiling at her from
the tiny trinket. , She rose quickly and
walked away a few yards.
"So she is this landscape painter s
village maiden!' " she muttered vindic
tively. "Surely there is some fatality in
his coming here! . I can't be mistaken,
it is the Barue Insipid babyishly pretty
face that Lord Summers pointed out to
me in the park the other day. , And she
loves this Apollo, does she? And per
haps he thinks he loves her. Well, we
shall see what we shall see!" . i
There was a significant glitter in her
fine eyes, and au instantineous tighten
ing of the red lips seemed to tell of a
hard, cruel heart beneath, the fair ex
terior. But the expression of her face
changed as if by magic when Jack roll
ed over on to his side and showed signs
of waking. She had posed gracefully
before the easel, and awaited him. 1
"I believe I've been asleep," he mur
mured drowsily, raising himself on one
elbow, when his eyes fell upon the daz
zling loveliness of the girl so earnestly
regarding his picture; and in the first
glimpse of Pauline Mailing, Jack's senses
and artistic perceptions 1'ere alike rous
ed, and, springing to his feet he went
toward the easel.
"I beg your pardon for the liberty
I have taken in examining your picture,"
murmured the woodland nymph melodi
ously. "I hope I did not disturb yon.
May I be allowed to continue my Inspec
tion?".. t . : . V'
Jack, hardly awake even yet, mut
tered something' about "too ' much hon
or." ... ; . -r .. ' .... I-
"You are Mr. Dornton, are you not?"
she continued, still looking at the pie
tore, and giving Jack time to pull him'
self together. "Lord Summers told me
he was going to ask you to make a pic
ture of my house." . .
" 'If was! Miss Mailing then, and no
woodland, nymph, after all.'. Jack felt ils
appointed,'' though he coiM not tell why.
"I. suppose you will remain here for
some days. May I offer you a little hos
pitality during your stay? The village
inns aro, I believe, wretchedly uucomfort
able; and I should not like a friend of
my guardian's to be driven to thoir shel
ter while I am at home. We are two
lonely women Just nowf and but dull com
pany, I fear; but we will do our best to
make you comfortable for this week at
least. . Next week I am off again until
the end of the season, and shall have
to leave you to the mercies of the ser
vants. Say you will come."
' "Thank you very much," Jack began
hesitatingly; "but I did not anticipate
in fact, I made no preparation "
"Is that the only difficulty?" she in
terrupted gently. 'Tray don't let that
stand in the way. Mrs. Sefon and I
will .Bhut our eyes to the enormity of a
morning coat at dinner, and will promise
to think no less of you on that account.
We dine at half past seven, so that we
may have an hour or two of these lovely
summer evenings in the gardens."
Jack raised his soft felt hat, and
watched her graceful figure as she glided
away down the dim leafy vista of the
wood. He wished that she had stayed
longer, that he might still be looking into
her. glorious eyes, watching the ever
changing lights that came and wer as
rapidly as scudding clouds across a Ham
mer sky. When at last a curve in the
path hid her from view he turned agtin
to his work with a heavy sigh, wishing
It was already half past seven.
CHAPTER III.
"Now you are to consider yourself
quite at home, Mr. Dornton," Miss Mai
ling eali3, as she rose from the table.
"Stay and meditate here in solitude,' or
come out on the terrace, as suits your in
clination." . .
The moon came out by and by, throw
ing from behind a curtain of tender gray
clouds a soft, silvery, shimmering light
over the landscape.
After Mrs. Sefton had gone Indt.vrs,
Pauline led the conversation In a manner
that quite entranced her companion. The
witchery of the evening, the beauty of
the woman, and the spell of her fasci
nations wrought upon Jack's Impression
able nature, and his dreams that night
were of lovely women with golden hair
and liquid brown eyes.
A week later, Jack Dornton stood at
the breakfast room window, apparently
absorbed in the calm, radiant beauty of
the scene before him; yet his breast was
torn with conflicting passions.
Pauline Mailing was returning to town
by the midday train, and the pain that
her proposed departure had caused him
had also opened his eyes to the hateful
truth that he had been unfaithful to his
little Ethel's memory.
"What a blind fool I have been," he
told himself, wrathfully, "to stay here
day after day, and not see my own dan
ger! Miss Mailing has been very kind
and gentle; but I dare say she looks
upon me as belonging to a very inferior
class to her own; and I, to show my
gratitude, must return her womanly
kindness by presuming to fall In love
with her! Apart from my supreme con
ceit with regard to Miss Mailing, I have
behaved shamefully to Ethel," he went
on; and a flush of self-condemnation
crept over his handsome face. " I've
been away from her a whoje week, and
only one short note have I went her."
He seated himself at the writing table
In the window and seized a pen. He
nibbled the penholder, as If In expecta
tion of receiving inspiration from the
act. Before he had quite made up his
mind as to the wording of his overdue
love letter he heard a rustle at the door,
and Miss Mailing entered in her elegant
traveling costume.
"How I shall miss your pleasant lit
tle morning chats, Mr. Pornton" with a
gentle sigh "our happy sketching expe
ditions, and our delightful evenings!"
"You canot miss them as I shall,"
Jack returned.
"You think not?" raising her eyes
slowly to his arid dropping her voice
mournfully. "That shows how little you
know and appreciate your gain in pos
sessing the hearty love and esteem of a
few true friends, instead of the monoton
ous adulation of a horde of mere fashion
able acquaintances. You cannot under
stand, because you have never experi
enced it, how the emptiness of our lives
sometimes palls upon us butterflies, and
what we would give at such times to
have a real object in life; how we long
for the affection of one disinterested
creature!"
Here Jack would have precipitated
himself bodily into the yawning chasm
she had so conveniently opened for him,
but for the entrance of Mrs. Sefton, who
proceeded to dispense the comforts of the
breakfast table in her own inimitable
manner. . The carriage was at the door
before the meal was properly over.
"Good-by, Mr. Dornton," said Pauline,
as she stood with one dainty foot upon
the step. "I shall hope to find you here
when I return; and I fear," she contin
ued, again lowering her voice dangerous.
ly, "I shall not be able to endure much
of London s vapid society after tne in
tellectual intercourse we have enjoyed
lately. I shall be back In a fortnight
You will not forget ,me in that timer'
, (To be continued.)
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