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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1913-06-20, Page 2Her Great Love; Or, A Struggle For a Heart OrtAPTEIt YI1.—(Cont'd.). "Pretty!" exclaimed Deoima, reproach- fully. "It isn't pretty, Bobby, dear; it as magnificent! But how still it isl And there are no lights in the windows; see, they are all dark. And there is no smoke from the ohimuees. What chimneys they are, too! Who lives there?" "No one," replied Bobby. "Let's sit down, here's a seat." Decima sat down on a rustic bench un- der a fir, and leaning her chin in her hand, gazed at the house. "No one? How is that? What is the • place called, Bobby?" "Leafmore," he said. "What a pretty name!" She repeated it, "And whom does it belong to? Not a city man, like Mr.—of The Firs—what was his name?" "Not much!" said Bobby, tilting his hat so that, he could lean against the red trunk of the giant fir. "This belongs to a man named Gaunt—Lord Gaunt." "What a singular name," said Decima, dreamily, her eyes fixed on the house. "Yee; and he is a singular character," "Do you know him, Bobby?" "No; I've never seen him. Ho hasn't been here for years." "Oh, how strange!" said Decima, "Think of having such a lovely place as this, and not living in it!" "Yes, it sounds odd and strange, doesn't it? But I think he has several other places as beautiful or more beautiful than this. Be is enormously rich and very eccentric." "How eccentric?" she asked. "What does he do?" "Well,• don't know quite. He's a great traveller, a eller, for one thing. He's the man who discovered Lake Ogyain. Tremen- dous find that was! He's a kind of Wand- ering Jew, Here, there, and everywhere. And—and he doesn't bear the best of reputations." Decima looked at him innocently. "He is a bad man, do you mean?" Bobby stared at the end of his cigar. ette. "Y -es; I fancy' so. He gambles. He is the man who lost --or won—I forget which, fifty thousand pounds to, or of, Prince Walden, the czar's brother, you know?" "That is a large sum," said Decima. "But—but— Of course it is wicked to gamble; but they both stood the same chance, Bobby?" Bobby laughed. Bravo! Not bad for a retort, my little Quaker!" he said. "But he's a dusky lot in other ways," "What ways?" she asked, with her pure, innocent eyes upon him. Bobby fidgeted. "Oh, all Sorts of ways. No, not all sorts. We'll give the man his due; he doesn't drink." That would be horrible!" said Decima. Bobby nodded. "It is only quite recently, during the last three or four years, less, perhaps, that he has been so bad," he said. '.Gley 'say that 116, was all right at starting. lie elattta into -'e tittle and the estates when he wee CG ,young, and did his duty by them iu meet exemplary fasnion. P y asnot. slept the eti'aight line like a pilot -engine for a timer then suddenly he swerved off, Bobby, rather Boldly, "It's a fine night, and has been rushing down line ever eines:' isn't it?" "Very, And you have only just cone :vima looked puzzled. "I don't understand how a man with to Stretton, Miss Deane?" +;aid. Mr. Mer - so beautiful a house as thre to come to mon, his ndes then turned her face for a can be so wicked," she said, dreamily. moment, wre and fr me her, aside, elle rse e - "But, Bobby, that reminds me, aren't Hod "Perhaps you would be' as unhappy,". said Decima. Bobby laughed—the young man's laugh. ""Oh, I don't know' about being unhappy. I should think Lord Gaunt has a high old time of it. He is tremendously rich, awfully handsome, according to Bright, and a devil-may-care sort of fellow, ev£- dently, or he woulan't let things here slide as 'he does. Bright says the tenants' places—the homesteads and all that—are going to rack and ruin; and he—that's Bright—can't do anything without Lord Gaunt's authority, and Gaunt won't write or take any notice. Unhappy! I should say lie was as happy as a sand -boy." "Aunt Pauline says' that no one is happy who does not do his duty." "Aunt Pauline is as.good as a copy -book heading," said Bobby, irreverently. "No wonder you are such a saint. But come on; we'd better be going back, or the guv'nor will blow up the house—he has invented a new dynamic force; it's to put an end to the modern system of warfare. You fire it out of an eighty-tonner, and It annihilates the enemy at one shot. Como on!" Decima rose, with her eyes still on the picturesque house, lying so still and de- serted in the moonlight, and they went back through the wooden gate and along the road. As they approached the new and im- posing entrance to The Firs, Bobby sniffed the evening air. "Some one smoking a cigar; and a strong one," he remaraed. A moment afterward, Decima saw a man standing just inside The Firs' gate. e'was a shortish manwith H young,t, a clean-shaven *face. he wasin ce evening - dress, with the dinner -jacket which bach- lors nowadays affect, and looked par- ticularly spruce and alert. "Mr. Theodore Mershon," said Bobby, under his breath. As they came up to the gate, Mr. Mer- shon turned his head and looked at them, recognized Bobby, and raised his bat in a rather cool and supercilious ray; but as Decima moved from the shadow of a tree and came into the moonlight, Mr. Mershon saw her distinctly, and his sharp eyes scanned her with a critical stare, As he looked, his manner changed, and ho took a step or two forward and held out his hand to Bobby. "How do you do, Deane?" he said; but though he addressed Bobby, his sharp oyes were fixed on the girl's lovely faeo, Bobby replied coolly enough, and would have pae;sed on, but Mr. Mershon detained him with a question. "Been for a stroll?" he said; and De- cima notireti that his voice was thin, bet quick and sharp, in harmony with his face. Yes," said Bobby. "My sister and I— this is my sister, Mr, Mershon." Nothing would have.induced him to omit the "Mr." Mr. Mershon raised his hat again and bowed, here," didn't know Miss Deane es 'r�dewn he said. 'In fact,i I 'did 1e�, k now on had a tester.• y erre . "She has only Just come down," seid we trespassing?" "No," lie said. "I know Mr. Bright, the steward. He's an awfully decent chap. 1£ He's as fond of the place, and Lord Gaunt se himself, as if it and he belonged to him." "Be likes Lord Gaunt, then?" D "itather! Be thinks there is no one se like him, and he's awfully fond of talk- h lag about—him. According to him, Lord h Gaunt is a kind of demi-god—the best rider, the beet shot, the coolest, bravest man in all the world. He's kitown him ever since he was a child. Bright was toward here in Lord Gaunt's father's time, and he says there never was such a boy, or such a young man, as this Lerd Gaunt was. Bright will talk about him for hours. Sometimes, when I'm fishing— there's a splendid stream rune through this place; it's just below that hill—he comes and walks beside me and jaws about 'the young lord,' as ho calls him, though Gaunt must be quite thirtyone or two, I think." "There must be some good in a man for another man—and not a relation—to be so feud of him," said Decima, thought- fully. Bobby nodded. "Oh, yes, Bright says that Lord Gaunt was as good as good until something hap- pened to change him. What it was, he doesn't know. Something with a woman in it, I expect," • 'A woman?" said Decima, turning her eyes upon him. "Why do 'you say that?" Bobby lowered his eyes tinder the di- reot, innocent gaze, "Oh, it's usual to say that. I don't know anything about it. Bright himself doesn't know. All he knows is that Lord Gaunt is letting this estate—and all the others, X' suppose—go to rack and ruin from neglect. He won't come down to see it, he doesn't answer any letters, and, in short, behaves as if he didn't care a brass farthing for the place. Bright does what he can to keep things straight, but of course there are heaps of things he can't do, and that's why the place looks so desolate." "The house is like that poem, of 'Hood's," said Decima, dreamily. "It's a lovely place inside," said Bobby, "I'll take you in some day. Bright has given me the run of it. So far as I am concerned, I don't care how long Lord Gaunt keeps away. I come here to fish, and I often come here to work, and some- times I take a turn in the picture -gallery —there is s, perfectly lovely collection, a priceless collection of the old masters, especially the Flemish—and now and again I almost fancy I'm the proprietor of the whole show. I wish I were." • "Only tri -night," - "Well, it's too early to ask you if you kb it," he said. "But I hope you will. ave you been abroad?" "I have been living with an aunt." said mime; and she, too, spoke rather cold- , for something in the man's face or is voice or his manner was repellent to er, He shot a glance at her, and averted his eyes again, "Ah, you've come at a nice time of the year. The place looks at its best now. By the way, Deane"—he glanced at Bob- by—"I was going to ask if you and your father would dine with me some night—" "My father never dines out," said Bob- by, somewhat stiffly. Mr. Mershon looked from him to De- cima. "Oh! Perhaps you and Miss Deane would honor me? I will have the pleasure of calling on you, if you will allow me, and we can arrange a night. I should like to show Miss Deane—your father— the new palm -house. Will you come?" He looked for an instant at Decima— an instant in which his sharp eyes seemed .to take in the whole of her face and form. pliciDecdly. ima's frank eyes rested on him "Perhaps," she said in her direct way, "If any father or brother--" "Better say 'Yes,' and name a day, Deane," he said. "Say neat Tuesday, I'll come over and try and persuade your father." Bobby was old enough to know that this was not the proper mode of invita- tion, and he colored with boyish embar- rassment. Mershon glanced at him, bit his lip and colored, as if he saw his mistake. "I'll write," he said. "Good -night" He did not turn into the drive, but stood and watched them as they passed on. "By Heaven! what a lovely creature!" he said to himself. "Fancy that old man iac having a daughter like that! Locke like—like-el don't knew what she locks like." "What a strange man!" said Decima, when they had got out of hearing. "Yes, he's a rum fish," said Bobby. "Awfully bad fond, pressing us to dine with him, wasn't it?" •'I—I you suppgo?ose" it was," said Decima. "Shall "No," said Bobby. Then he added: 'Would you like to?" "Oh, no. Why should I?" "It might, be fun," said Bobby. "We'll see. Did you see the diamond stud in his shirt -front? That sort of man always wears a diamond stud, It is the mark of the beast. And did you notice that hie eyes never met yours? Sort of man I distrust. But I'mrather curious to see what kind of a dinner he would put on. We'll see. Here you are, 'the light of home!' I'll go into the laboratory and see if the governor Is still there." He opened the door and looked in, "Gone to roost, the saints be praised! And you'd better go to your little bad, sister mine. Oh, you don't want to keel me, do you? Well, ins the first night— He submitted to the embrace, and De- cima ran up to her room. She slept like a top—if ever the gods are envious, it is of the blessed sleep of youth—and In the morning came down "fresh' as the rose that's gemmed with dew." llcr father had already breakfasted and gong to his laboratory, and Bobby was dashing wildly through a course of eggs Lig :a" Outing Shoes For Everybody THE PERFECT SHOE FOR SLIMMER SPORTS ASK YOUR DEALER.' Oa a Packet of Tea means Freshness Purity Exquisite Arorria • Delightful Flavo r Try a Packet and snake the test. urs Id/Sealed Lead Packet; only, BLACK, GREEN & MIXED: and bacon and marmaliedee prepara,te y to his morning grind with the "coach," who lived in the town, three miles dile te, "ntYou'll be left to your own devices all day, Deoie. What shall you do?" Decima smiled rather nervously,= "I am going to interview the 'cook and Sarah Jane," she said. Bobby grinned. "Well, if you live through it, you :shall, as a reward, go fishing with me at Leaf - more this evening. I generally take a rod down before dinner, and to -day's a good day. Meet me at the gate—you know?—at five o'clock. Going to inter- view the slaveys, are you, my poor child? If a brother's blessing and deepest' syn- pkthy—I've been there myself—are ed : any service to you, pray accept them. I'm off. Five, by the- gate, remember," After breakfast, Declma' wept all over the house, and then "interviewed" the cook and Sarah Jane. The former at first met her timid remarks anent the dinner of the preceding . evening with a bland contempt which gradually developed into a reluctant respect and civility, for there was a certain something at the back of Decime.'s innocent blue -gray eyes which had its effect. As for Sarah Jane, she was instantly moved to tears, and, remarking that she was an orphite, and had been "brought up by a charity," assured Decima that she would be more carerul of•the crockery in the future A portion of the morning Decima spent in the lrboratory, where her father submit- ted to her presence in an absent-minded way. She "lured" him into lunch at .c:e o'clock, and in the afternoon she wrote to Lady Pauline a full account of this first chapter in her new life. ' Then, at a quarter to five,she went down to the gate through which too and Bobby had passed to the Leafmore av- cane. Bobby was sitting on the bank, await - int; her, a pipe in his mouth and his fishing -rod by his side. "Good girl!" he said: "Alway's be in time, though, for than matter, half all hour later wouldn't have mattered,, for it's too bright for 'trout. But there's a cloud coming up, and I can start' pre- sently. Meanwhile, as you ecu, Vis: hard at work." "Hard at work?" '"res; sigoking...r'Comet ans , on ," She went and sat beside izn;ex- amined his fly -book boak wiltsome rest for a few minutes; then sheGci i aad wandered the avenue, picking the wild flowers which grew along the border. Debby lay back with his eyes closed and half asleep, until suddenly. he was arcus*d by a clinking sound. Ho looked lie, 'end saw a gentleman shaking the leg en- trance gates. Boy -like, he watched him for a moment or two with bland enjoyment; then lie shouted: Hi!" The gentleman Iooked round, saw the recumbent figure, and said: "Well?" "Gate's locked," remarked Bobby in his concise fashion. "There's a, door here"— he indicated the gate—"f you want to come in," "Thanks," said the gentleman; and lie came along to the wall, passed through the gate, and stood beside the lad, look- ing down • at him. 'That gate's always kept locked," said Bobby. "Indeed?" Said the gentleman, "I am a stranger here; I didn't know." , Bobby looked at him casually. "Aro?„ you going to see the house, he said. "It's worth seeing, the carving and pictures especially." "Are they?" responded the gentleman. "Do you live here?" "Oh, no; that is, not at the house. 1 live in the village; but I know it very well," "You are going to try your luck with the trout, I see. Is the sport good?" "Oh, yes; it's a capital river," sold Bobby, "Been neglected and a good deal peached, but there are plenty_ of fish in it, still." "Will you let me look at your Mee?" said 'the gentleman. "I'm a fisherman also," Bobby handed him the book with an angler's promptitude. "I'm going to put, on a blue uptight and a march brown." "Yes," said the other, "And a ir.oath- man' an hour or two later. You have some good flies. I hope you will have good sport." "Thanks. i think I'll get down to the river; it's just below here." "Yes; I saw it as I came up the, hill." Bobby nodded and gave him good -day, and, rod in hand, crossed the avenue, calling to Decima, "All right," she called back; "I will follow you. Here are the loveliest cow- elips! I must get a bunch," "Very well; follow the track," he ahout- ed.beek, and went on his way whistling. The gentleman looked after him,- then sat down on the bank, tgok out his cigar - case, and lighted a cigar. The match wee still in his hand 'when Decima came, like Diana, with light, fleet stepe down the avenue. She was arranging her flowers as she came, and did not see him until she. was close upon him. Then she paused a 'mo- ment and glanced at him with a faint surprise, and was passing on again, when he rose and raised hie bat. She stopped short with a slight •cry of recognition and astonishment on her lips. For 'she saw that it Was the gentleman who had befriended her at the Zoe: lie had recognized her at the first mo- ment and his eyes rested on her face inquiringly, as if he were half curious to see what she would do. Ho had not long to wait. With a touch of color in her cheeks and a shy,, •em' barrassed expression in her eyes, Decline looked at him, then looked beyond him, over his, head, and passed on without a sign of recognition. Gaunt ' smiled grimly, and stood, . like a soldier, Greet and unbending, his eyes fixed on her, as if the out direct amused rather than wounded him,' As she passed an, her lovely face set and cold, she continued the arrangement of. her flowers, and—perhaps her hand trove - bled, for it was trying business, this cut- ting of a man who bad been kind to her --she let 'a large number of them slip through her Angers. She stopped, and, biting her lip softly, began to pick them up; and Gaunt step- ped forward and assisted her., As he handed the yellow blossoms to her, he said, very quietly: ''Have you forgotten me?" ' The blood rushed to Deeima's face. "No." she said. "Not forgotten me? A,nd yet you would not bow to : me? • Why was that?" Deoima looked from side to side. "I—I 'can not tell you," she said. "But—forgiveme- 'don't •you think you owe me some, explanation? Let me put the; ease the other way, If you had ,deign- ed the, .'ho'e to ?ne, and I had declined to respond; If I had cut', you, would you not think an explanation due from me?" "Yes," said Deoima, her . brows coming straight, her lovely eyes growing dark - blue. "Be just then. Do unto ethers as you would that they should do unto you," he said; There was a suspicion of banter in his torte, and at the same time a grim kind of appeal which troubled Decima, "Must I tell you?" she said in a troubled voice, "Yes, I think you ought." "Then—oh, , T wish you would not ask me!—my aunt does not wish me to—to know you." "Why?" he asked, very quietly. "I ad- mit that it is a sufficient reason for the cut, but I am curious to know her rea- son," "Because—because you are— Oh, I can not tell you," she broke off, scarlet to the' very neck. Ho smiled.. "Too bad for you to know?" he said, with a smile. Decima hung her head. Good -b "Thanyek ."you, he, said. "I am answered. She turned and went a few steps from him, then slip swung round and came herback, her innocent soul shining through eyes. "Why are you so wicked?" she said pain/elle. as if the Question were forced from her. "You were 60 kind to me." His face grew hard and set, then he smiled to me." "That would take e a lot of answering," Vi r he' said. "Wait t a moment until I decide whether I can tell you." (To be continued.) A LIi.ND OF NAKEDNESS. Pew Towns in Central Asia Where Hen Lead Settled Lives. 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