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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Herald, 1914-06-05, Page 2A Fooi!sh:Youn Or the Belle of the Season, 0 Cl'TAPTER IX.—(Continued). • cell's we Fate?" she asked ,fainely, •'k1t;w did w e stop? Who—" " , She paused abruptly, and both she and Stafford, stared at the two men who were standing confronting each other. Sir Stephen was as white as •a ghost, and there was a look of absolute terror in his dark eyes. On the face -of the other man was an enigmatical smile. 'which was more bitter than a sneer:. . "You are all right?" said Stafford; but 1 am afraid you were very much frightened!" The girl turned to him. "You!' she said, reeognlzing him. "Did you stop them?" "Yes; it was easy; they had had al- most enough," he said. While they were speaking, the two ,: elder men drew .apart as if instinctive- ly,' "You; Falconer?" murmured Sir Ste- phen, with ashy lips. drily; "Yes," assented the other, y; "yes, I am here right enough, Which is It to be=friend or foe?" Sir Stephen stood gnawing his lip for a moment. then lie turned to Stafford. "Stafford, this—most extraordinary— this is an old friend of mine. Falconer this is my boy, my son Stafford!" CHAPTER_N. "A very old friend of your father!" said I\Ir." Falconer, and his keen eyes looked ino Stafford's as he put out his hand. Then he turned to Sir Stephen, whose face had resumed its usual,seren- ity, and was fixed in the smile appro- priate to the occasion. "Mr. Stafford Orme and 1 have met before to-day—e Sir Stephen shot an inquiring glance from one to the other. —"At the inn at the other side of the Lake, My daughter, Maude, and I have been resting there for a few hours. Maude," he said to that young lady, who • was standing looking on at the group generally, but more particularly, under her lids. at Stafford; "this is a very Strange meeting between old friends. Sir Stephen Orme and I haven't met for —how long ago is it, Orme?" • Sir Stephen shook his head, and rais- ed his thick, dark brows. "Too long for us to go back—espe- daily in the presence of these young people, whom we are always trying to persuade that we are not old. T am. delighted to see you, my dear young lady. and I am devoured by curiosity to -know how it is that you are here:' Well, we owe it to your son, Mr. Orme here, I should imagine, Sir Ste- ,,, .>phen, " she replied. She had fully re- covered her self-possession, and her manner and voice had all the tone of Pride and indolence which Stafford had ' noticed when he met her at the inn. "If lra had not stopped the horses, I supp'bse we should have either been kill- ed or on the way to the nearest hospital. Tay the way, have you thanked Mr. Orin yet, father?" • 'Not yet; and I shall find it difficult to do so" said' Mr. Falconer. "Thanks re poor return for 'one's life, Mr. Orme. lta a ydii°'wens not butt' He glanced t cad's •el<re15-clothes, ,which- _ were ays\ zrs with dust on ane aide; and dis- played xt rent'in the sleeve. of the coat," "Oh, that's' all right, sir," returned Stafford,' with all an Englishman's dread of ;a fuss; They stopped short the mo- inent - I got hold of them, and I only slipped and got up directly. "Voie are not hurt, then, Stafford?"' said 'Sit" Stephen. "As I came up. I 'thought. was afraid, that you were smashed up—and I daresay I showed my fear; it's my only boy, Falconer." I3e looked at his old friend meaning - 1Y, and Falconer promptly backed him up. "Well, yes, you looked fairly startled and scared," he said. "But now, if the horses are all right, we may as well get on, We leave given you quite trouble enough." ' The horses are all right, -sir," said the driver. `I've managed to take up the broken trace; it was that that startled them, sir, and they'll be quiet enough now. Oh, but where are you going?" said Sir' Stephen. with hospitable eagerness. "Were you not coming to us at the Villa?" "Noe we were going to Keswick,'• said Mr. Falconer. "My daughter had a fancy for seeing the Lake district, and we are making a kind of tour." "You have no other engagement? I am delighted to hear it," said Sir Ste- phen. " Oh. I'll take no denial! What! Do you think I shall part with an old friend so quickly --and after such a—er sudden and unexpected meeting! Miss Falconer. let me beg you to plead with your father far me!" Mr. Falcor•er regarded Sir Stephen for a, moment curiously, then Looked to - Wards his daughter, Iier'fine eyes rest- ed on Stafford's face, and he could do not less than repeat his father's invita- tion. "I hope you'd consent, Miss Falcon- er." he said. Yon have no doubt been a Tittle upset by the accident and it is rather Iate to go on, Pray stay with use„ "Thanks I shall be delighted," she said, with her indolent regal air. By this time, as they went towards the gate, some of the men who had been walking in the garden . cams up, and eloward's voice called out: Ilallo, Stafford! Anything tine mat- ter?" No; nothing whatever," said Stat tor& promptly; and Sir Stephen seized the opportunity to steer the Falconers through the group. ,"Some 014 friends of shine, Mr. now - tied: their carriage broke down—fortu- nately at our very door— This way, F`aleoner. Stafford, will you give Miss Mude your arae?" "Strange, .our meeting again so soon, and under such circumstances," she Salt: "You must have stopped those horses Very pluckily. I thought that kind of tieing was out of date now and that gentlemen only called the police on such .occasions. You are sure you, are not hurt? T 'thought from . your father's fade you must be, Ile must be very fond of you to look so seared. He was as white as a ghost.' He is very fond of ole, I hope and think," said Stafford. "Candidly,'I did not think he would. be so alarmed—but 1 don't know him very well yet --We have been living apart until just re cently.e. : "Why, that is my case," she said, "My father and I were strangers until the other day, when he carbo from abroad What" a beautiful. house! It . is like ' eaminiature palace" She looked at the "dila and then at Stafford with re- �rtJeved interest° '1 suppose your -fay there is the •Sir • Stephen Orme. of whom. one' has heardso' much? I did not think Of it, until thee Moment.,' Stafford was giving instructions that the Falconers' carriage .should be seen to, .and was so spared a reply. She stood in the hall looking round with a kind of indolent admiration and sur- prise: and perfectly • self-possessed, though the hall wasra.nidly filling with Men e''roen the garden. 'You would like to `go to your rooms at once," said Sir Stephen, in 1118 serene and courtly voice.. "tf yoti should be toe 'tired to ° come delve again to -night I will have" .some dinner sent up td you --but 1: hope you won't be. It would be a great disap- pointment." . t oin r n ." "Oh, am not at all tired," said' Miss Falconer; as she followed the house- keeper and the two demure'...maids up the exquisite staircase. Sir Stephen looked after them with a bland smile, then he turned to Stafford and caught his arm. Not hurt, my boy?" he said, in a tone of strained anxiety. • Stafford was beginning to get tired of the question, and answered rather impatiently: "Not 'in the least, sir—Why should 1 be?' I'll change my things and be down in five minutes!' 'Yes, yes!" Sir Stephen still eyed him. with barely concealed anxiety. "'strange coincidence, Stafford! 1—I haven't seen Ralph Falconer for—for—ever so marry years! And he is thrown at my very gate! And they say thereis no such thing as Fate—" Hadn't you better go into the draw- ing -room, sir?" Stafford reminded him. "They'll think something' has happen- ed." "Eh? Yes. yes, of course!" said Sir Stephen, with a little start. as If he had been lost in thought; but he waited un- til lie saw Stafford walk up the stairs, without any sign of a limp, before he followed, his son's advice The butler, who was too sharp 'e to need any instructions, quickly served a choice little' dinner for the unexpected guests, and Stafford, who had waited in the hall, accompanied them into the dining -hall. Miss Falconer •had chang— ed her travelling -dress for a rich even- ing -frock, and the jewels Stafford had noticed were supplemented by some re- markably fine diamonds. "I wish you had come in time for din- -ner!" lie said, as he conducted her 10 her seat. "So do I!" she returned, serenely. "We are giving a great deal of trouble; and we are keeping you from your told tme that The maid had a largwaitede house party." Yes," said Stafford, "It is a kind of house-warming. My father intends settling in some -time, he d "And he hasbuilt this place." Mr. Falconer looked up from his plate in his alert, watchful way. '"Sir Stephen's plans rather uncer- tain?" he said. "I remember he always used to be rather erratic. NPell, if 1•re means settling, he`s made himself a very cosy nest.' He looked round the magnificent room with a curious smile. "A wonderful man, your father, Mr. Orme!" Yes?" said Stafford, with a non -com- mittal smile. les; of course, I've heard of. his great doings—who hasn't! .Did you ever hear him • speak of sae—we were great friends one time?' • No, I don'!* think I have,' replied Stafford. "But as I was telling Miss Falconer, I have not seen very much of him." Ah, yes, just so," assented Mr, Fal-' eoner, and he went on with his dinner. Stafford, had taken a seat at Lthe table and poured out a glass kei wine ao that they mlgbt not hurry; 'b ''t ho felt that. he : need not .!rave been anxious on that account, for the girl ate her dinner in a most leisurely manner talking to him in her soft, slow voice and looking at him from under her half-closed. lids. She talked of the scenery, of the quaint inns and hotels they had put up at, of the various inconveniences which she had suffered on the way; then sudden- ly she raised her lids and looked at him fully and steadily. I suppose°' the young lady we saw YOU Withtall his rnatural simplicityister?" . Staf- ford Mas a man of the world, and he did not redden or look embarrassed by the suddenness of the question and the direct gaze of the luminous eyes. "No," he. -said. "1 have neither sister nor brother—only my father. She was a friend." Oh, she said. Then after a pause: "She was very pretty.' Stafford nodded. Like a flash floated before him the exquisite loveliness of Ida Heron. Do you think so?" he said, with af- fected indifference. "Why, yes; don't you?" she retorted. "Oh, yes," he assented; "but I didn't know whether you would; men and wo- men so very seldom agree upon the question of looks I find that most of the women I think are pretty are con- sidered next door to plain by my lady friends." Well, there can't be any doubt as to your friend's good looks," she said. She trade rather a striking,not to say startling, figure perched sideways on that norse, in the pelting rain. I sup - Pose she is one of your neighbors?" Yes," replied Stafford, as easily and 1 floated before him -"l e;rbut not a a very l 'near one. Let me give you some more wines, "No, thanks. Father, haven't you nearly finished? Mr. Orme has kept us company so nicely that' we've been tempted to forget that we are keeping him from his guests." She rose, and with a peculiarly sinu- ous movement threw' out the train of her dress, and swept languidly to the door. Stafford offered her his arm and 'they entered the drawing -room. I:Ier' appearance naturally caused a little sen- sation, for some of the men had learnt and told the story of Stafford's plucky' arrest of the bolting hi people were curious to seed the father and daughter who had been rescued, and who had proved to be friends of Sir Stephen.. By a sort of tacit understand- ing, Lady Clansford, who was was a tdaaufdeiad'was playing pstohostssnseTlceape- ron and Stafford'led Misaconrp to her. Before a quarter of an hour had pass- ed Miss Falconer seemed to b'e' quite at home in her novel surroundings;,and leaning back in her chair, and sowly tanning herself, received with perfect self-possession the attentions which her beauty, her costlydress, and her •still 'more costly jewels merited. Presently Stafford heard Lady Clansford ask her to sing; and he went to conduct her to the plana,' Itey music is upstairs in my box— hut, it does not matter: I will "try and renletnber' something," she said. "1 wonder what you 'like?" She raised her ei'es to his, es her fingers touched the keys. "The simple ballad would, be ra- ther out of place, 'wouldn't it? Do you know this thing of Wagner's?" As she began to sing ,the' talking died down andg adually ceased; and 'every eye was fixed upon her; for itwas evi- dent that site not ender htedeeie exquisite voice, but knew how to use it. She sang like an artist, and apparently without the least effort: the liquid notes flowing fawn her red lips like the water' of a mountain rill. Stafford.' was :surprised, almost startled, but as he stood. beside her, he was thinking, strangely enough. not so much of the singer as of the girl he was going to 'meet on the morrow. When she had finished, there was 'a -gen- eral murrain*. of applause, and Lady Clansford asked her to sing again. You have a really wonderful voles, !ties Falconer. ' I don't think Melba ever sang that better.'' P. ere0a.'s register 1s. ,ever so much greater than n)Lne ' remarked 1\li;zs Fa+ ooner, salmi . No, t:onkel':I won'e sing again, I tiling; I am' a little tired.' pile area back .her seats!o 1yher fan moving languidly.as if she were too oonsoious. ofthe avorth of her voice. to be affected by the ie urinurs of ap- pllause and admiration;' and. Stafford, as his eyesfollowed her, thought she re seenbled a superb tropical .flower Of z'ieh and subtle,coloririg and' soft ,enee languorous grace : None ofthe women, would ver turn to sing •after this exhible'_ tion, `arid 'one of the young:Men went to the piano and deed 'off a. semi comic: song which relieved theetensioia produce., ed by Miss Falconers 1uagniflcent voice': and ntl Ie, Then the women. began to ; glance at •the clock 'and leeee sed stand' about+prepas•atory to going to beef; and peesentiy . they went •off, lingering talk Inge and laughing, in the, hall hied le the corridors. The men drifted into the billiard and 1 smoking -room, and Sir Stephen started a pool. He had beenat his very best in the drawing -room, moving about' amongst the brilliantcrowd', with ,a word for each and all, and a pleased smile on his handsome face, and a• hap*• py, genial brightness in his voice. Once or twice Sir' 'Stephen'' approached Mee Falconer, who leant •-against 'the. wall looking on with' the alert watchful eyes half screened behind his lids, which, like his daughter's. had trick of droop- ing, though with a very different ex- pression. Your daughter has a magnificent voice, Falconer," Sir Stephen had said in a congratulatory voice; and Falconer had nodded. Yes. She's been well taught, I be- lieve," he had responded, laconically; and• Sir Stephen had nodded emphatical- ly and moved away. "Will you play, Falconer?" he asked, when they got. to the billiard -room, as Stafford gave out the balls.. "You used to play a good game." Falconer shrugged his shoulders: I•Taven't played for years: rather look on" he said, "Let me give you a cigar. Try those; they are all all right, Stafford'says." Falconer seated himself in one of the lounges and looked at the players- and round the handsome room In contem- plative silence. Sir Stephen's eye wan- dered covertly towards him now and again, and once he said to Stafford: "See if Mr. Falconer , has some whis- ky, my boy?" As Stafford went up to Mr. Falconer's corner be saw that Mr. Grlfeenberg and Baron Wirsch had joined him. The three men were talking in the low con- fidential tone characteristic of City men when they are discussing the sacra;d subject of money, and Stafford caught the words—"Sir Stephen"—"South .Af- rican Railway." Mr. Falconer looked round sharply ::s Stafford stood at his elbow- - Eh- Whisky?' Oh, yes, thanks, I have sone." he said. As Stafford returned to the billiard - room, Falconer nodded after him. "Is the son in this?" he asked, sharp- Iy. "Oa no," replied the baron, with a smile. "He knows nothing; he ees too` young, too—vat do you say?—too va- shionable, frivolous. No, Sir Stephen doesn't bring him in at all. You under- stand? He is ze ornanientai, shleepia' pardner, eh?" And he chuckled. Falconer nodded, and leaning for- ward continued the conversation in a low voice. Then men went off to bed one by one, and presently only Sir Ste- phen, Stafford, and Falconer remained; and as •the latter rose as if to retire, Sir Stephen laid a hand on his shoulder., "Don't go yet!, I should like to have a little chat with you—about old times. Falconer sank Into his seatagain end took a fresh cigar, and Stafford• Left them. • (To be continuui,) r+. IN, THE TUNNEL. "My, Uncle," writes' a Youth's Com- panion contributor, "had a contract to install a heating and ventilating system in two school buildings out West. I had the supervision of the contract, and I.had to see that the plant did its work properly. As the success of the whole system depended on the proper making of the final con- nection, I decided to do that myself, and not trust it to my helper. "The two buildings we're about two thousand feet apart. One was old; the other had just been finished. The boiler rooms and furnaces were sit- uated in the old. building. Leading from this building to the new was a tunnel, four feet square, and lined on all sides with concrete. A. foot from the floor a. netwcrk of steam pipes ran the entire length of. the tunnel. "A gigantic fan in the boiler room pumped air through the tunnel. In passing over the steam pipes the air became heated, and kept the new building at the proper temperature. "The stystem was controlled auto- matically by compressed air. When the temperature in the new building rose too high, the thermostat auto- matically shut of the fan, and turned cold water into the pipes in the tunnel. When the temperature fell too low, the thermostat started the fan, and turned the steam back into the pipes. "The pipe that carried the compress- ed air ran through. the tunnel, and it was on this pipe that the connection was to be made.. "I put on my overalls and jumper. and went after my tools. My flash light was missing, so I took a stub of a candle that a plumber had left, and entered the tunnel. "I crawled along until the light from the entrance grew so dim that I had to' light my candle. Reaching into my pocket, I discovered that I had only two snatches. But I' went ahead,. assisted by the feeble' light from tlie taper. The connection was exactly in the centre of the tun- nel, I reached it in a few minutes, did the work, • and started back, • "In, my haste, I half rose to my feet, and was going along as fast as any- one in• that crouching attitude, could go. Suddenly, without warning, lay foot caught in an opening. between the pipes, and I fell.' My head bit the sharp corner of a reinforcingred that projected from the concrete wall. The fall knocked Me Unconscious, I lay there about two hours. "I came to with the consciousness that I was iii imminent danger; My head ached, Under me I heard the, ';snapping and Creaking of expanding, steam pipes. In an instant I' realized my danger. Thinking that I had made the necessary connection and bad left the tunnel, the'' ,l'anitor, according to' directions, was getting up steam. • "I tried to rise, but my ankle was sprained, and I fell back, with.•it..sharp exclamation of pain, on the hot steam, pipes. 1VI31 wound opened afresh, and I could feel the warm blood stream. ing doWn over my face, Again 1 trl,ed to rise, but the pain 'has too .much for . oThe heat of the pipes was getting �r insupportable..Theybe a touinmy hands and legs cruelly `,Co flake` Inat-1 ters worse, I- was so confused that. I, had lost all sense of direction, `.Sutdd niy, in the' distance, I. heard the;."grinding of'.the huge fan. The janitor Was ust;starting• it. •In a few minii,tes it 'would be going at ,full. speed`' "An dea flashed ;through my dulled brain, \I .groped overthe. pipes ;until I found `lily safrole, 'I: carefully lit my last match attd touched it to the Candle. •. 'p1e,'1'alnioatt imperceptible current had at first' no effect on the candle, it was so slight. Almost in- stantly, however, the tiny flame bent to one side, and showed me 'plainly the way to safety "The pipes,. ere. so hot that;I Could no longer touch them. `I toreoff my jumper ., and shirt, and 'wrapped one round; each. hand. I. began to drag. myself along, The , pain from my wrenched limb was so intense that I nearly fainted, "Suddenly I remembered the com- pressed -air control! - If the air -supply pipe were cut off, it would 'have the same effect on the system as a rise in temperature. The fan would be stopped, and cold water would run through the pipes. "I nmade my way painfully back to my tool kit, and: found a hammer and cold chisel, Then I found the air pipe, and attacked it as best I could. 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