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‘ ,V‘ufil. .. A Rig, 1.5.; a” .. . . E . - , . I 3. LA: “wh‘fmel l l - I'll try it, please. - very handsome. . pathetically. " 'l'lié i‘i'éxt l}: CHAPTER x.4(Coiitinried).‘ Or, Married she said: "yes. I like And What are these little " red. And what an odd idea to have Omelet. do you What a funny name! I’ll have something of everything, and a large cup of tea. and plenty of milk, and four lumps of sugar. Isn’t this jolly? Like that first evening at Lythinge, when I brought my And wasn’t , "Sardines." those. fishes? pancakes for breakfast. say it's called? tea inâ€"do you remember? the supper last night fine? I dreamed about it. I’m sure I should soon grow to be a lady if I always had such nice things -.to eat. I don't much like your friend. though. He’s sort of sarcastic. and seems to look right through me with those queer, bright eyes of his. He's isn’t he? So tall, and such nice long hair and mustache. and such lovely hands. like the,heroes in the pictures outside the penny novel- ettes. But I like your face ever so much better. dear. dear Mr. Hervey. With your beautiful straight nose. though you haven‘t got a mustache. and your hair is cut short. ‘Why are you laughing? Mr. VVray was always laughing at me. too: And he called me a. little animal. \Vlllgh I thought- very rude of liim;vdon‘t you." “Lilith.” I said, “I am going out of town this afternoon. to see a lady who keeps . finishing-school for. young girls in her house in the country. “I have seen her portrait. and if she is really as pleasant and kind as she looks; :and everything about her is as satisfactory. I hope to place you in her charge very soon." -. Lilith put down her knifeand fork. A' look oflmost wobegone disappointment crept over her face. _ _ “I thought you see-medgto begetting used to having me with you." she said while big tears began to gather in her eyes. “And now. after all. you want to getrid of me.” ‘ v - “It isn‘t that. dear. and you mustn’t think it- for a moment." But you want to be educated: you said so yesterday.” “Why, can’t I be educated here in London. and see .you every day? If you I put me away in the country.'I shall on- ly run back to you. I hate school. and I am really too old for it. I only want to learn anything at all just to please youLand if I'm to be miles away. and nlcliéer see you. what‘s the good of it a .7! I took both thehands of this most unreasonable child in mine and stroked them. while I tried to make her listen to reason. But she was only too ready to. be consoled. and’in a moment she had slipped off her chair. and was kneeling by my side. rubbing her check against my coat-sleeve. smiling. and almost purring with restored good humor.- “And you won’t send me away from you. ‘Wlll you?” she whispered. with her arm round my neck. “If I may only go to school in London. near you. and see you every day. I’ll be as good as gold."- And at that identical moment. after so brief, and hurried a knock that neither of .us heard it. \Vrenshaw. in evident exc1tement. entered the studio. and look- ed with ill-concealed indignation at the 10mm: group we made at the breakfast- a e. . “I beg your pardon. sir." he 'said. standing stiff as a i'amrod just inside the_door; “but I thought as you would like to know that Lady Margaret Lori- iner’s carriage is coming up the street. and in another minute I shall have to open the door and show her up into thel studio.” CHAPTER XI. Lilith. who had remained on her knees by_my» side during \Vrenshaw's speech. looked searchineg from him to me at the close of it. and then sprang to her feet. “Who is Lady Margaret Lorimer?” she asked me. - Before I could answer. La‘dy Margar- et‘s carriage drew up before the door. and her i’ootman’s thundering rat-tat echoed down the street. Wrenshaw looked at me tated. and hesi- "Well. cried Lilith. “why don't you answer the door? Is there any reason why this lady should- n‘t come upstairs?” "Show Lady Margaret up at once." I said, turning to W'renshaw in a peremp- tory manner; and the man. with an odd. parting look at me. which seemed some- thing in the nature of a warning. left the room. . . I went'up to Lilith, who was standing quite still in the middle of the room. looking unusually pale and serious. “Lilith.” I said. “this lady is my dear- est friend. step-daughter of the uncle who brought me up. I want you to know her. She is very clever and very kind.” . A shiver ran down the young girl's frame. - _ "I don‘t want to know her" she whis- pered almost fiercely. “It's great ladies such as her as would take you away from me.” ' I could hear the door open down- stairs and a little later Madge’s clear. well-modulated voice in colloquy with \Vrenshaw. ' “Nonsense. my dear child.” I ,said. "She will be your friend. just as 1 am your friend." _ ‘ ' For all that. I do not deny that in my secret heart I considerably dreaded the coming interview between _Madge and Lilith. and was much exercised in mind as to how my satirical cousm would take the young girl's outbursts of de- monstrative affection toward me. Still. it was vastly better that they should meet openly; and I could only trust to Madge’s good sense and fairness not to place a wrong construction uport- Lil- ith's unconventional behavior. Already I could hear footsteps on the stairs: \Vrenshaw was showing Madge up. when suddenly Lilith threw my de- taining hand off her shoulder. “I don’t want her friendship! I don't hunt to know her! And she sha'n’t put in airs with nieif' she sobbed out. a red spot. showin"r 91 each cheek. qlnoneut she had darted across the room. leaped over the sofa. and had completely concealed herself under the tapestry table-cover which hid the belongings of Nicholas \Vi‘ay. ‘ ‘Barely had she done this. when the studio door opened. and \Vrenshaw. with more than necessary sonority. announc- ed: "Lady Margaret Lorinier." I saw a look of intense surprise and relief pass over the good man's face when he found me alone. But these exâ€" pressions had barely time to give place to a suspicious glance round the room Mr. Wrenshaw," when he was constrained to leave it. an Image '1fo I were. to all appear-V i1ll\.e. teté-a-le e. ' ~:»:-«a .53 gov" rs She Was exquisitely dressed. as usuv al. in something cool. and soft. and flowing. of light tan-colored material. amount of delicate lace-edg- and a great black cluster of red reses will: any . ing and fiouncing. lace hat. in which a supplied the requisite note of color. Her soft check was thickly dusted with some sweet-smelling powder: I smelt it as I dutifully kissed her when she of- fered me her face. “You may kiss my lips if. you want to." she said. blushing prettily enough through all her powder. ".l'u: afraid I should kiss the lip salve The was... Eve to a Fairy. off. and spoil the general effect." I said, laughing. _ Madge frowned. and" taking aim- grant, lace-trimmed handkerchief from her pocket. she sedulously Wiped from her lips the cherryâ€"colored paste she habitually 'used. and offered them to me again. feeling pained, and awkward. To me. this trifling act seemed .linO- critical toward Madge and unkindao- ward the over-sensitive girl in hiding. Madge looked at me for a. few seconds with an“ expression I could not under- stand in those unfathomable dark eyes of hers. “You are not veryâ€"very ardent. are she said. “Do you realize that, me you were going to re- turn on Monday. you never came back until last \Vednesday. and that mean- while you never wrote. and no one had the least idea where you were?" ‘ "It was not my fault. Madge. On the very night of my arriVal. a man. a to- tal stranger to me. came to a most sudâ€" den death in my presence. and _I had to stay and give evidence at the inquest." "Still, you could have written?” ‘_‘1 was expecting every day to return- And I was scouring the country. learn- ing its' features for future sketching tours.” ' v “Did you do much work?" “Hardly any. Just 'an outline and there. Here is one which I may interest'you.”' : It was clearly out of the question to try to hurry her off. She had seated herself in the deep armchair in which we had sketched Lilith. looking. in her dainty draperies. fashionable. highâ€"heel- ed shoes. and elaborately curled~ and waved coiffure.‘ like an attractive fashionâ€"plate endowed with life. and of- fering the most absolute contrast pos- sible ‘to what I remembered ‘of the pic- turesque little marsh fairy curled up there asleep last night. I took my sketch-book over to her. and showed her a rough drawing on one of its pages. , “It‘s the most‘ picturesque pitch you- can imagine.” I said. anxious to divert her talk from personal topics. “Localâ€" ly. it is called the ‘French l-louse.' and. of course. locally no one can explain the name. The style of the building is car- ly sixteenth century. lialfâ€"timbered. with lattice-windows and little leaded panes under the projecting caves of an enorm- ous red-tiled. lichen-grown roof. smoth- ered here and there with ivy. from which great red-brick chimneyâ€"stacks ol’ ir- regular shapcs and sizes protrude at intervals.‘ A little fruit and flower- garden and many outhouses are enclos- ed by fragments of a colossal wall. which was one part of a Roman cas- trum. amlythe whole is placed on a. wild bit of moorland. overrun with sheep. half-way down a grassy slope. the base of which was once washed by the sea. but which‘now rises sheer from miles of marsh and meadow bordered by the distant sands. A quieter spot you can- not well imagine. Some day. when ' want to hide from the world. I shall go and live there." Little did I think as I talked thus. more to encliain her passing attention than With any special intent how pro- phetic and of what deep import my words would prove. “Do you so hate the world. then. Ad- rian dear?" she asked me softly. look- ing not at the sketch. but at my face. “This fashionable world in London. to which you are tied? Frankly. yes; detest it." 4 “I want to .talk to you about that." she 'said quickly. “I have often thoughtlit a pity that our tastes should differ so in that respect. and I have hoped that in time we might look at the subject from more converging points of view. But ifyou won't come to my way of thinking, 1 must come to yours. Lord Carchester had a long talk with me yes- terday. I told him how unhapr it made me not to know. where you were. and he â€"-â€"well. you know he is very punctllious in some things. and he didn’t quite think you ought to go away for four or five whole days and never let your affianced wife know where you were. You know I_trust you wholly, dearest. but I could- n t help feeling anxious. Then papa talked to me about our marriage. He has not been at all well lately. and he wants 'to hurry it forward. so he was all for fixmg an early date. I assured him we were not in a. hurry. and fought the point. bit by bit. month by month. Fin- ally I agreed to marry you when I am twenty-Six. That will be. as you know. in the spring of the year after next. just one year and eight months from now. So that I have left you rope enough. haven't I? But that is because I want you to carry out the brilliant promise you have shown and to make so great a name by your genius. Adrian dear. that instead of your being known as ‘rich Lady Madge's husband.’ I shall be known as wife of one ofthe greatest painters of the day!” . \Vith that she bent forward. and. lay- ling her gloved hands on my shoulders. she kissed me very gently. very tenderly. on each cheek. Rising the next minute. she declared that her mother would be waiting for her. as they were going for a_mornmg's shopping together. and hur- ried _out of the room. down the stairs. and .into her carriage waiting for her outside. , l “’hen I returned to the studio. Lilith Saxon. pale. red-eyed, and strangely subdued in manner. faced me. ‘I heard everything that lady said." she exclaimed: "and you can put me in lthat school you told me of at once. or anywhere you like, for I never want to see you any more.” in Y 0 W I] , you?" after telling here think CHAPTER XII. It was in September. more than a year after Lilith‘s installation as one of the Morland .l'louse pupils. that I made my second visit to Clifton Dowus. During all that period I had not once seen her. althou h from time to time I had received (1 tiful little letters. exâ€" cellently spelled and worded. reporting her progress in the‘ various arts and ac- complishments she was studying under Mrs. Morland‘s care. On her sixteenth and seventeenth birthdays I had sent her little inexpensive trinkets. which she had duly acknowledged. but from the conventional tone of her prim little letters I felt certain that they were supervised by Mrs. Morland. and in not one of them was there mingled with her frequently expressed gratitude the least Wish to see me again. Absurd as it may appear. this omis- sion. which should have relieved my spontaneo is affection had deli (1 and it lia gone to my héafl l3. me, 5h . . 0 re iress it. During all that year of absenbe I nev i; pct; forgot her lovely face. her brig t aughter. and her frank. coufiding chatter. .Tlllle blurred all remembrance of her trifling slips in grammar. and other solecisms. and her image remain- ed in my mind as my ideal of innocence. sweetness. and beauty. of youth and gaiety and love made manifest in wo- man. Meantime. incessant work. and work of a moist enchanting kind. ind occuâ€" pied every sunlit hour of my days. My cousin Madge. who seemed as jealously eager to secure a brilliant reputation for me as I myself could be, had pre- sented me with a beautiful little yacht. far larger than the boat in which l had I touched her lips very lightly with‘ ‘ L: mind. distressed me greatly. The child‘s . " 5- l'been wont to haunt the'sotifhern'coasts.‘,' but by no means of ostentatious preten- sions. [The.solevpurpose._of~ this gift was that I should réa‘lize‘wvhat 'ha‘dlong been' my day-dreamâ€"a protracted painting cruise in the Mediterranean. In duty bound. I christened my new boat the Lady Margaret. although another and more fanciful name: the Marsh. Fairy. would have been far sweeter to me. My uncle. Lord Carchester.‘and Madge spent several days with ripe on board the yacht.» But that-was during the Cowes season; of course. when Madge‘s different toilets were reported in all the papers. and the decks were forever overâ€"' run by bands, of her rapid admirers. Peace never came until the shades of evening fell and Madge had departed on shore for some festivity under my un- cle's care. for Iresolutely declined be: ing dragged off to'eveniug entertain: ments inTsuch hot.~\veather. Then; in the lovely moonlit quiet ot‘nthe harbor. lying on deck. smoking. with my face turned up to the stars. I would let my thoughts wander off to a yellow-haired child who had once loved me in a whole- hearted and unquestioning way. and whose last stiff little letter i would take from my pocketbook to read by the light of the moon. ~ - , “Dear Mr. Hervey: Thank you very much for your letter. and for the pretty birthday present. It is most kind of you to remember me. 1 have got on very Well indeed with my French, 1 like the language. and can speak and read it easily. It is also. most pleasant to play whatever music takes my fancy. The Weather here has been very sultry: we are quite looking forward to a thun- der storm. 1 am Sorry I cannot send you the photograph of me you ask for. I have not been taken since I was a very little girl. I should find difficulty in keeping still. and Mrs. Morlaiid is of opinion that I am too fair to photograph really well. Hoping that you are‘ in good health. always sincerely yours. “Lilith Saxon." ._~._____._._â€"â€"â€"â€"____..â€"m__ This neat little letter. written in .a hand which was almost copper-plate in its regularity. was not much for a man who was fool enough to cherish for a whole twelveâ€"month a romantic fancy for a child he had known for barely ‘21 Week. And yet I "dreamed of my marsh fairy. and read and reread her silly litâ€" tle letters." and tried in vain to discover _ some-faint reminder of the personality which had so charmed me. In this last one. the only touch of the Lilith 1 used to know came in the words: “I should find a difficulty in keeping Still.” She. hadjndeed been. a veritable me hope that perhaps she had not alterâ€" ed so very much. aftcr all. “Surely.” I said to myself on that summer night. as I lay on deck staring" at the stars: “surely now. after a whole year of discreet absence. spent wander- ing in southern seas. and working at my art like a Trojan. I may feast my eyes on Lilith's sweet face again without dis- loyalty to Madge or harm to Lilith. Lil- ith‘s was a childish fancy. the equiva- lent of calf-love in a 0y. would resent the mere idea of ever hay- ing kissed me." I smiled to myself as I recalled the child’s absurd jealousy'of Madge. and journey down to Bristol. Lilith moping in a corner of the railway-car. and I vainly trying to comfort her with sweets and illustrated papers. our uncomfortable (To be continued.) >I< ’iuldy’s Will. 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