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The Herald, 1908-05-08, Page 6• la, m-d'f3" wtIr'" *c. weft itilts"Fabat1.t Wettest-. I ave :Marlow nodded and smiled at' 'Hoek your brother and 1, Air Jordan. +lr Jurdan and fixed hint for a i ement 1 We used to play together when we were "vith her bright. rllarp eyes. • 1 little children, and even after he came "Very good of you to carne," she said, ( house from Eton, and—and-.I can never ' ',s she made ready to receive the next ! think of the (;range" --this was the name guest. "You have llnd au exciting night, 1 of the great country house whieh be- ' .. hear, and your fame is going the round 1 longed to this lueky young. woman-- 7f the room." - 1 "without thinking of Neville." ' Sir Jordan bowed and smiled with pa 1 ?ler eyes grew meditative and iviatful, ' ite gratitude for the pleasant little I as if she were seeing. in her mind's eye, rpeech and made his way into the crowd. I a vision of the old orchard beyond the- ,• His entrance was noticed and iul'n , house in which she and young dare -devil :nodded and beautiful women smiled at 1 Neville Lynne used to play. Even then iim as he passed them, and many a girl's i he was always getting into serapes, and seat gave a little bound of ambitious 1 it was she who not infrequently got onging, for Sir Jordan was a millionaire, 1 hint out of them, begged him off pun - the Aiming man of the day and his wifeishment, or out of her own pocket -money would lie a great lady and a power. I paid, on the sly, for some damage he 'tie ppinig now and again to exchange I had done. a nod with one and another. Sir Jordan "It is very natural that you should made the circuit of the crowded room, 1 remember him," murmured Air Jordan, and was returning to the ch:.'r t,, take I sympathetically. -It would not be like his departure when a young girl entered, 1 your kind heart to forgo an old play - He stopped, drew back a little and wait- : mate. Poor Neville!" and he sighed ed: again. Ehe was a very pretty girl -tall. fair, + She glanced at flim with barely eon - with dark brown eyes, bright and briar- 1 eealed alarm. ming with merriment one moment., soft 't "Why do you say that?" she asked. and melting the next. Icer name was Au- 1 "was it bad news you heard last?" drey Hope; she was eighteen, just out, I'm sorry to say that it was," he re an heiress. and, as the irreverent �s said., i plied, gravely, and with a regretfully Lady Mariow'a "last and best lot; for i sad and sympathetic voice. 'Poor Ne- ese was an orphan and under the caro ? ville has ?leen disgracing himself, as of Lord and Lady Marlow, who were L usual-• •a, her guardians. The blood flew to her face again. Before she had got many yards she "Disgraeing himself --Neville!" she in- womentrrfor Atidret only wpapula: men b11n ittl : by terrupted. eI don't believe it -I mean both sexes, and there were some who 1She stopped and bit her lips as if would have loved her just as dearly if I ashamed of the vehemence she had been she had been penniless, instead of the hurried into. r owner of money in the funds, a. planta- Sir Jordan saw that he had gone ra tion in Jamaica and a good estate in Devonshire. they too far. She was beautifully dressed. and yet "Perhaps the tern was too strong," with a simplicity which spoke of any- he said. "We will say that he had got thing but wealth, and her eyes were into one of his usual serapes, and he bright with the pleasure of seeing so had left the place suddenly ,lust before I many friends round her; for she had gat tidings of him; but for that 1 been stayinn on the Continent for some should have found him." months and this was her first party "Where was that?" asked Audrey, since her return. "In America," replied Sir Jordan, with - She ivas chatting away about Hom- burg, Mont 13Iatte and Rome and the rest tit it- to the inleniriug eourt when Sir Jordan ethnic up with hie bland smile and his serehely composed face, and she stopped suddenly, the brightness fled from her eyes and she became for the ten es;t"su-tldenly grit tg_nd spe tivpul • out a moment's hesiration. She sighed as she thought that Amer- ica was rather a vague address. "I suppose he doesn't know of his father's death?" she said, after a mo- ment or two. "No, I think not," said Jordan. :`Or -or jd at--" have Jaen 'rti'Slingd to egy almost sad, She hesitated, ffia n'a , b"iiy., Qt a moment; the next " Or that my father did not mention she seemed to ha*. %•delivered from the him in his will," said Jordan. "No, and temporary restraint and held out her Band to him with a nod. • "Hew. do you do, SirJordan?" ,she said; °a he bent over her hand. "I did not ex - peel, to see you here! I thought you would be ton busy." "The House rose earlier than we ex- pected." he said. "Mare you -enjoyed your trip?" The others fell hack to allow the two to tall:. for Sir Jordan and beautiful Am dreg Hope were old friends --or ought to have been, for the estate which Aud- rey had inherited adjoined the Lynne property, and the Lvnnes and the ?lopes had been neighbors for generations. "Oh, TCS." ,,be said. and she began to "All right," he said, not a whit uffench `�" i! ENT ' ud, "G'ood-night, (.load -night, Lady Alar• law,,, Ludy :Marlow laugher an she gave him her hand, "She's a tiresome., wii'kecl glrl, isn't she, Lord Lorrimore?" she said. She knew the whole state of the ease between the two, lie smiled for about the firm time, held Audrey's hand for a, moemnt, falai tlien took himself off. "Poor Lord. Lorrhnore!" said Leder :1'Iarlow. . "Oh, don't pity him. Pity me!" ex- claimed Audrey, with a pout, 'How would you like to he bothered by a pian who 001 .0 won't take 'no'?" "If I were in your piece, my dear, 1 should like it very much," replied that frank lady. "E:•peeially if the elan were Lord Lorrimore." CHAPTER. VII. Sir Jordan remained. for some few minutes where Lord Lorrimore and Aud- rey had left him, apparently regarding the crowd with a pleasant and amiably interested attention, but in reality scarcely eonscimes of their presencer so intent was he on his thoughts. When asked whether he thought he should win a certain battle Napoleon reg plied: "Yes, because I intend doing so." Jordan Lynne intended marrying Aud- rey Hope. Not because he loved her, for though he admires her -•-and he would have been as insensible as a block of wood if he had nut, -he certainly did not love her. There was only one individual in the world Sir Jordan loved,. and that was Jordan Lynne, and he loved him with such an intense and absorbing love as to leave no room for caring for any one else. Audrey was not only the most beau- tiful girl he knew, but one of the rich- est, and it was because sbe was rich, and the Grange estate ran parallel with Lynne, that he had decided to marry her. The fact that he was over thirty and Audrey only nineteen did not frighten him in the least. Nor did the other un- deniable fact that Audrey repelled his skiful advances discourage him. Years ago, when a tall, gawky youth, he had looked at Audrey and Neville playing together he had made up his mind that she should be his, Jordan's wife, and not Neville's, and it was that determination which, joined with. other reasons, had prompted him to raise a quarrel between Neville and his father and cause the tatter's disinheritance. Neville had disappeared as completely as if he were dead, but. Jordan did not eeetu to make much progress with Aud- rey. Whenever he got into conversation with her, it was of Neville she wanted to talk, and insisted upon talking, as she had done this evening,, and though her persistence in refusing to forget the scapegrace made Jordan hate his brother worse than ever, he never allowed any signs of his fraternal feelings to reveal themselves. Now,. seeing that he was possestted of immense wealth, it was rather • surprising, that he should be so desirous of aequir- ing more by marrying Audrey Hope, ' the heiress; but Jordan had his own. reasons for being particularly anxious in the matter, and that evening, notwithstand- ing Audrey's absence and preoccpuation of mind, when they were talking of any- thing else but Neville, Jordan, instead of being discouraged, was more deter- mined than ever to have his. way. He knew that Lord Lorrimore loved her, and though she had refused him, her; but Jordan did not care for that; ever so many men loved her and wanted to marry her, and there is' safely in numbers. So he sat for half an hour, nursing one leg and talking to one and another of the many who were eager to be seen in converse with Sir Jordan Lynne in the pleasantest manner, but watching Audrey covertly all the while; then he trade his way to Laxly Marlow, said good -night, and went down the stairs. It was a beautiful night, or rather early morning, and Jordan stood and looked at the stars for a moment or two, and decided to walk home. He had not very far to go, for his rooms were in Audley street, and Lady Marlow's house. was in Grosvenor Square, and it vas scarcely worth taking a cab for ea' short a distance,. Most non would have lit a cigar, but Jordan dtc. not fimoke, and, as has been said, had no small vices, and so, with We hands folded behind him, he walked slowly along, looking at the pavement in- stead .of the sky, and his head bent as usual in deep thought. So deep, indeed, that he did not hear light footsteps behind him, or know that he was followed until he felt a hang, touch his arm. He started and turned, then fell back a step, staring at the pale face of the woman who had stopped him. It was a sad as well as a pale face, with hollow eyes that spoke of pain and misery, and lips that bad grown wan and tremulous"with sorrow and trouble, and yet, alas! it was the face of a wo- man who was still ygnng ural l�tl puce, and not lona; c ::e been beautiful. el them, a tali, dark-haired young man, with a handsome'..face and rather grave and serious eyes. "Oh, Lord. Lorrimorei" she exclaimed. "Have you seen Lady Marlow lately?" "1 have just been sent in search of you by her," he replied. And he held 'out his arm, nodding rather coldly to Sir Jordan. Audrey Hope took the proffered arm, and the two walked away. about?" asked .Lord Lorrimore, looking down at her with his dark, serious eyes. "Ob, only -but what right have you to ask such it question? sae rewrueu, with au affectation of resentment. "The right that the fact of my loving you gives me, Miss Hope------" She made as if to draw her arm away, but he held it firmly. "I thought you promised that you would not talk to me in that way again?" she said, reproachfully. I did," he assented, "but when you ask me a direct question I am compelled to give you a direct and truthful an- swer." "That's nothing to do with it; that's no reason at all," she retorted, with true feminine logic. "But how you do hate poor Sir Jordan.," I do hate `poor' Sir Jordan very much," he said grimly; "but 1 hate still more to see you talking to him." "And pray what business is it of yours whom I talk with?" she said, pout- ing. "There -I've given you another opportunity; but I won't listen. to youl Lord Lorrimore, if 1 were a man I should be ashamed to go ons -on -pestering a poor, helpless girl after she had told me that she didn't -care for me." "I beg your. pardon," he said, still un- ruffled. nruffled. "I haven't pestered you. Tell- ing you that I love yeti isn't pestering you, it isn't even news to you—" "No, indeed! Or very stale news," she retorted. "Exactly. Therefore it can't very much affect you. As to your loving me, I'm quite aware you don't, but that is not to s ihat you never will." "Andt you ner ,to -to " "Just tea sFt • i etc go on trying to I particularly wish that he should not n,i ' a.4 i.. or you are hear of it excepting through me," be ;,a,,, 7 ff Peatth4.quite cause--;--" coolly. He paused.She' loo his handsome, seri- .Audrey looked at him quickly, ous face and laughed. "Because? -oh, do you mean that you "Then the best thing -in fact, the are going to -to---•-" only thing --I can do is to get mar - "How well you understand me!" he lied!" murmtued, modestly. "Yes, I want to "If you marry the right man, yes," he find poor Neville, and let him know that assented. "But you see, I consider my - half I have is his. 1 shall not know aself the right man ., moment's peace or happiness until 1 have "And -and perhaps Sir Jordan con- found him." siders himself the right man, or -or any Audrey hope's lips quivered and those one else," she said mischievously. beautiful brown eyes of hers grew soft He looked down at her. and tender- "No," he said as if he were consider- ing• the man quite impartially and judi- cially. "No, 1 don't think you would be so foolish as to marry Sir Jordan." "011, indeed! And why not? He is young and rich, and will be famous. is so already, isn't he?" "He is young, yes, and rich, and fam- ous,'' said Lord Lorrimore; "but I don't think you would marry a man for be- ing that --or those.", "That's pretty yammer," she remark- ed, "I dare say; but it's good. sense. You won't marry a man you don't love. You promised me thitt----" "Oh, if you are going to rake up all the old things I promised," she retorted with a laugh. 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' "That is very, very good and generous low soll him -of her me of the brightness yhad ugone outuof l voice. of u,"But Sir litdisnonly twllat erre nilght her voiev, and she 1t,r,ked down at the 1 expect you to do, after all. You could ground rather than at his face. r a 1 not -no one could --be at ease and eon- Sir m note or two,fered lu 1 she his accepted itf hind i tented while his 'brother was penniless." No, no, of course not,"assented Sra allowed him to lead her out of the crowd i Jordan, promptly, but with his eyes hid- den behind the thick, white lids. "1 vast discontent and envy in many a man- 1 ly breast. "That fellow Jordan seems to have it all his own way," muttered a young guardamau to a churn. "Richest beggar in the room and all that, he might leave the Hope alone and give us poor devils a chance." But Sir Jordan. was perfectly indiffev- ent to the murmurs and complaints of the envious and sat beside. the rieh and lovely Miss Hope with his usual self- possession and sang-froid. He talked about the weather and the 1 persons who passed them, a great real ' about her life on the continent, and a little, a very li ttle, about himself. Sir Jordan was one of those clever. persons who do not talk about themselves. But all the while Audrey seemed to be listening above it-mi,uledly and quite sud- denly she said. "Have yeu heard anythits of -of Nev- ille, 'Sir Tnrdan?" aatd as she put the question her eyes drooped and the rich color came into her face, making it look lovelier thau ever. Sir Jordan shook his hears and signed. "I'm sorry to say that 1 have not," lately," he replied, in a sad and regretful tone, just the tone an affectionate, long- suffering man who had been sorely tried by a scapegrace brother would use. The color died slowly away from Aud- rey Hop:z ?pecks and she stifled a sigh ---a genuine one. "When did you hear last?" sbe said, "and what? You know we were such old ]dye advertised, am advertising con- etantly for him, and are 3u (ropes that 1 shalt hear ttdings of him soon." "Oh, I hope so," said Audrey fer- vently. "It is 'dreadful to think that a person one --one liked so much, is wan- dering about the world perhaps in pov- erty and " She stopped again. sympathetically, "and directly I hear 1 "Yes, yes," murmured Sir Jordan, will seed you word." t' XC mine( ' Do, please! ' she e 1 • 1. - '`1 suppose you will be going down to the Grange presently?" he said, changing the subject. "Yes," she replied. "Lord and Lady Marlow are coming down with me to sperm Obi istmas." "1 shall be at Lynne, too; I shall go down directly the House rises," he said. "So that we shall be near neighbors, sba11 we not?" glancing sideways at, "Yes," she assented, but without a particle of warmth, or more than the expression of pleasure which ordinary 1 politeness demanded, and Sir Jordan's { tips tightened. She had been warm and :sympathetic enough while they had been 'aixnng about his scoundrel of a half- brother, Neville; but now she seemed as ie she had lost all interest in their • t' "I meet go to pour L dy d•" sen sald. "Aha is tired out grai'eiy, °You could 't q if you tried," "And I do try', goodness_knowsl" she exclaimed, "but that's the worst of it. If you would only consent to be offend- ed I should get rid of you, but you won't will you? Woudn't you try just to please me?" And s]ie looked up into his face Csoaxingly. "If you'd only believe, what is true, that I'm the mot disagreeable and ui7dee�jrable cif Siris • that I'm really not Worth tllinlang about, then, oh, then we should be such good friends. Won't you try, Lord Lorrimere?" "I think. not," he said. ttt would be a waste of time,' and it's wicked to waste time, so the parsons. say. You're just the best and sweetest and most beautiful wo• man in my eyes that ever lived or will live, and nothing will persuade me that you are anything else. and so—" o:,t etsa gong "And so here's Lady Marlow, and you 1larlo , may go," interrupted Audrey, half eau- ' 1 know, and—" oily, half sadly, ferg she was touched by At this moment a gentleman approach- her lover's peestetent dog -like devotion. 1:1223EME` tZ1121Jv caaammvi;rr` ,5'ru"'S.,xt,'"lATMEart1�.:,i z1,ltyasry te,.,,erinee•• a'su •z sesir.. a, yrt rr .:.i �: et ZAAk-flUK SAVED TI1-US MAN'S FINGE v Mr. William C. Edwards, Peter Street, Toronto (late steward Elks' Club), sustained a severe cut on the middle finger of the left hand. Blood poisoning ensued and the finger Mused him excrutiating agony. He s tys: "My hand was so swollen and painful that I had to carry it in a sling for sson'ie snonths. I was under the care of a well-known doctor in Toronto for several weeks. The wound got no better, and one day he said my finger would have to be taken off, The pain from the wound was terrible and was .extending right up the arm. I consulted another medical man and was treated by him for some weeks longer. He then suggested that the finger be opened and the bone scraped. At this stage a friend advised me to try some Zam-Buk which I did, I bathed the wound and applied Zam-Buk as directed. Next morning the wound began to bleed. It *vas a healthy sign so l continued with the treatment, and in a weeks - COT Teas AL3'1C end mast to t ,o - ram.Buk Co., Toronto, 'wife =e. stamp and receive sample bax mat. alet time I was able to discard the bandage. A little more perseverance and Zorn -Butt cured the wetted completely." fttrm-Ill:rtlt ,Cts leen cuts, burns, chafings, itch, eczema, running m ores, rulgwo,, piles, had legs, poisoned wounds nod ailslcindiseascs. All druggists and stores, son., or postpaid from Zam-link Co., Toronto. ftu,5?k„IIGY.? I1U touG,4.1l¢C l„ora uv A mistake in orders on the oczasszsmasum rt of, )'ol•tin had been: drinking. street apprehensively, and smothered an oath between his thin lips. "This --this is absurd and --and' childish of you, Rachel," he said at last. "You got my Tetter?" "Yes, I got your letter," site said, in the same low, despairing voice. "Truly the cruelest letter a mart ever wrote to the woman he once loved! Jordan, have you -have you forgotten all that you promised me --your solemn promise? It is not so long ago -not so long! You cannot mean what you said in that letter. You cannot have the heart -even. you -to treat me so cruelly!" (Ta tie continued.) She was poorly dressed, but decently, and the worn black shawl was held by one thin hand as if to partly conceal her face. "Jordan!" she said, in a low, sad voice. Sir Jordan Lynne drew his arm. away, and looked at her under his lowered lids with the expression which the ono who has injured always bears toward the one upon whom the injury Inas been inflicted. "Rachel! What are you doing here --- sow did you come?" he asked, his voice, growing harsher with each word; and he looked about him as if he feared they should be seen: "You ask me that!" she replied, her dark eyes fixed on 'his fade, "How did I come? By foot! I have walked all' those weary miles, but you do not care how I came, Why have you macre it necessary, for me to come? Why--" She stopped,• and put her hand to her tf the agitation cased by the o - s Wanted Pay. The farmer, noting the Indian's axe handle broken and the blade dull, gave hien a new handle and sharpened the tool, the Indian turning the grindstone. The red man still hung around. The "farmer” was a little annoyed, and called to an interpreter. "Ask the old fellow what he wants now," he directed. After an exchange of grunts and ges- tures the interpreter announced, "He wants 25 cents: '"Tivetrty-five cents! What for?" "For turning the grindstone." -Har - per's, BABY'S TEETHING TIME IS TROUBLOUS TIME When baby is teething the whole household is upset. The tender little gums are inflamed and swollen; the poor little child suffers and often cries day and night, wearing the mother out and keeping the rest of the family on edge. In the 'homes where Baby's Own Tablets are used there is no souls worry. The Tablets allay the inflammation, so'oth the irritation and bring the teeth through painlessly. Mrs, S. Williams, St. Joseph, Ont., says: "My forst baby suf- fered terribly when cutting her teeth and the doctor could do nothing for her. I got a box of Baby's Own Tablets and they did her so much good that 1 can- not say enough in their favor. You may be sure that I always keep the Tablets in the house now.» Sold by all medicine dealers or by mail at 25e per box 1•iom The Dr. Williams' Medicine Co., Brook- ville, Ont. The Worry Method. After taking the anti -fat treatment for a week, an obese person received a bill. "But, doctor,," he protested, "I haven't lost an ounce. The bill is too big," .�.. "The bill," , the doctor informed him sight of him were overpowering her. curtly, "is part of the treatment" - Sir Jordan glanced tip and clown tht London Opinion, • . bitihop and ?lie' Pepe, tli'id it was tl'tal= entry' itt tl d 'belt Of health.