The Herald, 1910-10-14, Page 7hL
"Leave it as it is," said his lordship.
"It seems tolerably solid, and not dispos-
ed to melt or run away. it has been left
so iong to its own devices that it may
well be left a little longer. is there a
night train to London, do you know?"
"Yee, my lord," said Mr. Craddock,
and he lugged an immense turnip -faced
watch from his pocket. "in an Hour or
so; 1 ain going by it!"
"Then you have no time to lose," said
Ids lordship, with a nod which meant
"Uol" as plainly as any words. "Good-
night!"
Air. Craddock, dumbfounded by his
lordship's coolness, bowed. and mumbled
out a "good night" and shuffled quickly
past Joan, and down the steps.
Joan, with her heart beating, waited
to see what the earl would do. She
hoped that be, too, would remember
that there was no trine to lose, and
would follow the old man, but instead
the earl began to pace up and down, then
he stopped within a few inches of her
eliding -place, and, leaning against the
carved lion, took out another cigar.
Presently, to her immense relief, with
a sigh. the earl fastened his ulster, and
straightening himself, marched slowly
away.
Joan waited until his tall form had
disappeared round the corner, then
sprang from her ambush, and fled down
the steps.
She had scarcely reached the bottom
when she heard a voice behind her call
out firmly and gravely, "Stop, please!"
and turning round saw the earl standing
in the middle of the terrace, looking at
her with a strange smile.
For a moment Joan's heart stood still,
and she looked first in one direction and
then the other, like a frightened fawn, as
if trying to decide whic'i way to fly.
Then. with the sudden impulse of maid -
only dignity, she drew herself up, and
stood perfettly still.
'.Che earl came toward her slowly, and
raised his hat.
"I beg your pardon." he said, in his
grave, musical tones.' "loam afraid 1
startled you."
Joan, keeping her face turned from the
monrtli::•ht. shook her head.
"No," she said, in a low; voice, and
prepared to go on; but the earl Unwed.'•
"Will you be so good as to telt me
where I shall find the caretaker of this
place?" he asked.
Joan. still with averted face, pointed
to a small 'building at the end of the
house. • •
'There!" she replied.
"Thanks!" he said, gravely. "Probably
you are her daughter?"
"No. I am not," said Joan.
As she spoke he moved slightly, so • as
to sec her face, and a momentary expees-
siun of surprise and interest shone in his
eyes as they rested upon hers.
"t beg your pardon again," he said,
slowly. "I thought that the fact of your
being here at this time in the evening
warranted my conjecture. Please forgive
me."
"There is nothing to forgive," said
;Toth. "Those are the caretaker's
ronmr!" and, with an inclination of the
head, she was going to take flight again,
but, womanlike, she stopped to add, "I—
often come here. The place is usually
deserted. and I did not know anyone
would be here to -night.'
"I quite understand," he said, his eyes
fixed nn hers. "You were coming to see
the view, and my presence has alarmed
you. 1)o not let we drive you away. 1
AM a. stranger here and am now going.
Please remain!" and he turned as if to
leave her.
Joan paused. She abhorred a false-
hood. and to lot him go under the im-
pression that she had only just arrived
was more than her conscience would per-
mit. She opened her lips to make a full
confession of her eavesdropping, when
he spoke first and interrupted her.
"Perhaps it is I who ought to give
some explanation of my presence here."
he said, courteously. "My name is Vil-
liers, and I have inherited the place. Not
having seen it for many years, 1 came
down to take a look at it and try and
decide whether I liked it sufficiently well
to live'in it."
"I know," said Joan, nerving herself.
"1-1 have been here some time, my lord.
I was on the terrace when the old. gen-
tlema.0—Air. Craddock, he called himself
—came out of the house. I was frighten-
ed, and—and hid. behind that lion. 1
would have gone," she went on, hur-
riedly. "but --I am ashamed to say I did
not. I am very sorry. it is only right 1
should tell you---"
"It is not necessary,' he said, with a
11h" ttilfrV kTN TSSYSON,Sko
smile. "1 knew you were there," and he,
pointed to her late hiding -place.
"You knew l was there all the time—
and—and—you allowed me to remain?"
"Please reflect before you censureme.
What was I to do?' I am, so to speak,
the host here; a lady was honoring me
by paying my property a visit; I had no
right to object or to disturb her."
"And you purposely permitted me to
—to hear all --
"Why not?" he said. "We talked of
no secrets. Again, what could I do? 1f 1
had spoken to you, Mr. Craddock would
have been aware of your presence, and 1
think that would not have been pleasant
for you!"
"1 beg your pardon," she said, in a
low, hurried 'voice. "1 see now, you
were considerate. I—I am grateful!"
"Oh, no," he said, gently; "there is no
cause for that."
"Good -night," said Joan, swiftly, and
she turned to hurry away.
"Good—will you wait one other mo-
ment?" he said.
Joan would have given much to have
shaken her head and fled homeward, but
there was something, an indefinable tone
of command in. the masterful voice, gen-
tle as it was, that made her stop against
her will.
"You spoke of gratitude," he said. "I.
do not acknowledge that there should be
any. Will you repay me for my—what
shall I say—consideration?" and he
laughed grimly.
Joan turned her eyes upon him ques-
tionidgly, and taking her silence and her
look as consent, he said:
"You heard me tell Mr. Craddock that
I was quite undecided as to my future
movements? 1 am still undecided. Will
you help me to arrive at a decision?"
"I1" exclaimed Joan, knitting her
brows.
"Yes. Who could be better fitted to
help me? We are strangers, and you
will be what no friend knew me could
be, impartial and unprejudiced. 1 will
not detain yon long. Will you come up
to the terrace?"
,roan stood for a moment uncertain.
Lord Villiers 'watched her, a curious
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"Gond-by it iltust be," he said flinging
his eioer away. "(food -by, Miss .loan.
May the gods send you all the happi-
ness that liwish you!"
He held her small hand in his for a
Moment, looking into the lovely eyes
upturned to lhitn, then she walked quiet-
ly away.
"Some men would stay." he mused,
slowly—"stay and see if anything came
of this petite eomedy in the moonlight.
Could one desire a sweeter face, a more
l;ewitehing—no, no!" and he bit bis lip;
impatiently. "I have done with all that:
Womankind and I have said a long fare-
well, Poor child! Alone, save for the,
sea and wild birds! How troubled she
looked when I pressed her. It was fool-
ish ; it was worse, and yet I could not
help it. Never mind; never mind. 1
Shall not trouble her again. Good-bv.
Miss Joan! You have come across my
life to show me what kind of happiness
might have been possible a few y' al's
back1 But now" ---with a exclamation
of regret or wistful longing -which ;'--
he tamed and walked toward; the town
of Bedstaple. the lights of which ghillie.
ed fitfully from the hollow behind the
house.
weary road again, in search of that for-
getfulness which, like the Jew, 1 should
seek in vain."
There was silence fora moment, then
he went on:
"If I ant right in my conjecture, why
disturb the place? --why produce the
CHAPTER IV.
.roan walked until she was out of
sight of the eyes she knew were watch-
ing her from the terrace, then she quick -
td her pace until it neatly a run, and
reached the hams breathless.
The door was open as she had left it,
and as she entered quietly she could
hear the two girls chattering still in
the drawing -room.
She paused for a moment at the door,
then with a strange feeling of shyness,
took the candle from the hall table and
went to her own room.
"Good -by, Miss Joan," rang in her
ears and mingled with her dreams when
at la'.t she fall asleep, and visions of
the Wold, the tall figure standing re-
garding it with grave, careless regard.
She knew that she looked pale in the
marring, before the two girls, with that
cheerful readiness to make unpleasant
remarks, called her attention to it at
the breakfast table.
"Why, Joan, you look as if you had
seen a ghost 1" said Julia, amiably.
"Don't she, Em?"
"She looks as if she had caught a
severe cold, which would be only the
fuss and bustle to no gond purpose. On natural consequence of wandering about
the other hand, one owes a duty tit one's the cliffs in such weather as last night,"
position—,you were going to tell me, said Emmeline.
Miss Joan?" Joan. looked up with a ""I only hope you won't catch one of
slight start. `And one should cettsider those fevers they are always having
the happiness of others before one's own. down in the villase 1" remarked Julia
The people here—they are ley people mini sudden alarm.
now, I suppose -tell me ta'hat are they "That is )tot at all likely," Joan said.
like? You live here, you know then?" "I am quite well."
Yes," said Joan softly. She felt be- Emmeline was about to speak again,
interested expression in his dark. eyes. . wildered, like a person in a mesmericw}ten the colonel entered.
to the terrace is a
"My reason for asking you_ to return trance. "Yes, I live here, I know them There was no trace of the smile upon
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said; "one can see the view from there,
and is sheltered from the -wind.",
Joan moved forward,'but did not avail
herself, of the hand which he eiotehded
to help her up the 'steps.
"You are very.good," he said. "Do
sent misot my smoking?"
Joan 'shook her head.
"Thanks; but first will you, please,
let me give you my coat. It is cold up
here!" and he took off his ulster.
"No, no!" said Joan, a quick flush
rising to her face. • "I am quite warm."
"And it is right that you should keep
so," he said, firmly, and he held out the
coat to put it around her.
Joan put up her hands hurriedly to
take it from him, but in his quiet, self-
possessed manner he wrapped it round
her, and indicating the wooden bench,
waited until Joan had seated herself;
then lie half sat, half Plunged on the bal-
ustrade above her, and looked down at
her for a moment in silence.
The moonlight fell full upon her face
and lit up every line of it. In that mo-
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the consciousness that he had never seen
a more beautiful girl; in the next, that
this girl with the face of an Aphrodite
must be one far and away beyond the
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—I think—I do not know,' she s.i.icl,
putting her hand to her brow. "Why
you shouldrnot'be happy here?"
"Ali!" be said, with a strange smile.
"It is eaity for you to asks You have
friends, a, father asci n!other whom you
lou. '
,roan's face pared.. .
"I have no father ear mother," she
said, without li:okiee at him, "find few
friends, save these fisher people." '
IIe looked down et her with a warmer
light in his eyes.
"Forgive me! I ought not to have
said that! You. toe, are alone in the
world, bliss Jinn?"
Joan forced a smile.
"Very nearly. my lord." slie said.
IIe watched h:'r theuehtfuliy.
"And you are happy?"
Joan was silent for a moment.
"Yes, I am heppy," she said. "Or
nearly so,' she adth d with a faint laugh.
The thought "gave him pause," and he
found himself dwelling upon her face in
a deep study, until, warned by a sudden
upward glance of the lovely gray eyes,
lie roused himself and said:
"See how much you have spared your-
self and me by the accident which com-
pelled you to hear a part of niy story.
Miss—I beg your pardon, I do not know
your name."
"My name is Joan " she mur-
mured, with a calm innocence, which
smote him so that he stopped her.
"Stop!" he said quickly; "I have no
right to ask you that question! You
shall not tell mei You may wish when
you come to consider the circumstances,
that we should remain strangers until
we am properly introduced. You shall
not tell me your name!"
"As you please, my lord!"
He glanced down at her thoughtfully.
"You have heard me tell Mr. Crad-
dock how I calve to own this," and he
waved his hand toward the Wold, "and
that I am now a rich man. Most per-
sons, like. Mr. Craddock, would imagine
that I should be only too anxious to
enter into possession and enjoyment of
the good things which fortune, in the
shape of the late Earl of Anrowfield,
had given me. But possession and en-
joyment, Miss Joan—I rosy call you so,
may I not?"
Joan nodded, without taking her.• eyes
from the distant sea.
"Thanks. Possession and enjoyment
do not always go together. I have been
a very poor man, for one in my posi-
tion! 1 have led a life " He stop
peel; as if he had suddenly remembered
that he was speaking to a young girl—
"a, life of change and movement. I have
always been a wanderer, and 1 know if
I tried to settle down here, that before
a month had .passed She wandering fit
would come upon me, and I e should
have to take up my .staff and plod'the
"Why should I rot be? But. we are
speaking of myself now, and that is
wasting time. You have not decided
yet."
He started; the sweep conveyed to hi,
mind in an instant her intense loneliness
and unselfishness.
"Yes, yes," he said, quickly. "I ben
your pardon. No! I have not decided.
'You shall decide for me, please. If you
say stay, I will stay; if you say go, I
will go, once and for all."
Joan began to unfasten her ulster with
trembling fingers.
"You are jesting," she began.
"No, I am quite serious," he said. "If
you had not happened to have been here,
I should have arrived at the decision
by the spinning of a coin—in common
language, I should have tossed up for
it You shall decide in a more poetic
fashion"
"1----" began ,Than, and then she
dropped the ulster on the bench; "I can-
not do so. I ought not to have stayed
and listened to you, my lend," and elle
drew her ]rood over her head hurriedly
with trembling fingers.
"Why not?" he said, as if he were
calmly arguing the matter; "you are
fuite unpartial and unprejudieed. Tt
does not matter a straw to you whether
I go or stay; whether we are neighbors
is I suppose we should be near neigh-
bors ?—or whether you never set eyes
on me again."
,Teas was silent.
"That is eo, is it net?" he ur,rl.
,Joan raised her eyes to his. Of course
it mold not matter; and yet something
within her inenct,it, gniless mind made
the words difficult.
At last, with an effort, she smiled up
at him.
"No; it does net matter at all to me,
my lord,"
He inclined his head.
"Nor to a living snail." he said. grim-
ly; `,volt have deo:clot} for me, after all.
I shall go."
A sudden pang of disappointment
smote ,Tosu's heart. why s'ie knew not,
and she turned to go.
"Good night, my lord," she said, quite
gravely.
viciously all round.
"Why. papa 1" began Julia, when he
stopped her aaith a gnarl.
"If there is anything I hate, it is
that eternal 'Why, papa!' and I can't
stand it the, morning. I have hail quite
e . lttgh to unset me already! Lord Sil-
1 ars isn't coming:"
"Not coming!" echoed both of them
aghast. '?t isn't true."
"Yes, it is," he sail, gloomily. 'It
segs, that lie was here 'met night."
"haat night 1" echoed Julia, in a:ltaze-
7Joan beet over her tone`.,
Ytee," Can irtnad the colonel, tugging
et leis ate:,tache. "Cann; ciow:1 here on
the q=list, without telling anyone. I
heard it from Jades., at the inn. ]3e
drove hien from Rt'letep'.e yesterday
evening, and took 1:im hack again to
catch the night train.. Gave Jones a five -
pound rate, and told him that he could
keep the change until he saw him next
time, which would probably be never."
"Good heavens11" exclaimed the girls.
"Yes. It appears —for Ileaven's sake,
Joan, put that bread Clown; if there
is anything I hate it is the smell of
buret bread—it appears that he went to
the \Vold anti stayed there for an hour
or more, argil took a dislike to it. Any-
how. he has evidently given up all idea
of living in Deercomlei, and there's an
end to it "
"Dever mind," said Judea, in a low
voice; "there's still the ball. I suppose
we may go, papa."
The colonel glared at them.
"What on earth do I care? Yes, go if
you like. You are always worrying about
something."
Itis glaoee lit upon Joan, and know-
ing that the suggestion would irritate
the other two more than anything else
he could devise, he added:
"'Pon my soul, I think you are the
most selfish girls I ever heard of ! You
think of Nobody but yourselves. What
about Joan? Why ia:n't she to go?"
Joan looked up quietly.
""1 do nut care to go," she said, gent -
"Nonsense 1" said the colonel, abrupt-
ly; "every girl wants to go to a ball.
If they go, you shall go, and there's
an end of it.
Joan smiled faintly.
"I cannot go," she said; "I have no
dress,"
"-iso dress!" said the colonel, and his
face fItslrEl; "get Rte, then. Julia's
get come mol: -ay --I gave it to her yes-
terday. Let Joan have a dress -ado you
hear?" and 'stickingItis fiat on, he
stalked out, leaving a silence behind ]lila
more eloquent than words.
Joan Toole, the silence at laid.
"I deo' • do not want to go," she
said: 1 rha:l rind quite enough amuse -
mer.,; In helping yon with your dresses
and itca:'ing ail about it. I will tell Col-
onel (1Lvor that I would rather stay at
home,"
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}sou cugot to ktiow papa by this
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up his mind --and I am sure he hes—
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world won't dissuade him. There will
be three unmarried guts from the Elms,
tires;; if; you are going to help us I
don't kuuw how you arc going to get
your own dotter' '
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