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JULY 23, 1904
THE SUNNY SOUTH
FIFTH <PAGE
Kind Hearts (&L Coronets
By
Florence Warden
BI.il* mamma, kind heart*
are more than coronets,
aren't they?”
‘‘More what than coro-
• nets? I know the quo
tation, of course, hut X
can't say that I ever un
derstood it. A coronet is
one sort of thing, and a
kind heart is another. And
T don’t see why, if it com?s
to thatt, the possessor of
a coronet shouldn’t be the
possessor of a kind heart
as well.”
And Mrs. Erne sat back in her deck
chair with an air of having: finished the
discussion. Site was on her way back
home to England with her daughter,
whom she had taken out to Tndia on a
visit to Colonel Erne, whose military du
ties kept him out there, away from liis
wife and his pretty daughter.
Mrs. Erne, like many other wives of
military men, had imbibed from her hus
band a tone anil habit of authority, which
she used upon the pretty Hildred un
sparingly. and more than ever at this
r.-rticular juncture, when the beautiful,
blue-eved girl was showing the strongest
inclination to commit an act which her
mother termed “throwing herself away.”
Mrs. Eitij was ambitious, and the ex
ceeding beauty of her young daughter
had filled her with hopes, which seemed
perfectly reasonable, that Hildred would
make a brilliant maniage. Indeed, it was
to use of a man who is as much an
Englishman as 'you are by breeding and
education though he is Italian by de
scent.” >
“Well, don't put me oft and evade the
Question. It seems very hard that you,
who know how fond I am of Hildred Erne,
and who used to profess to sympathize
with me about it. should now go about
cracking up to the skies the very man
whom j*»u know -to be my rival with
her!”
“I don’t know what you mean ty
cracking tip—’•
Y es y°u do. I’ve heard you sing
ing his praises to Mrs. Erne, and good
ness knows she doesn’t want any induce
ment to make her think better of a man
with a title an< a fortune than she does
of me!”
“Now look here, my young friend,
you’re perfectly unreasonable ”
“I dare say ’’
“Listen to me. Didn't I tell you at the
outset, when you firw mentioned your
attachment, that you had no chance?”
“But ”
“Didn't i tell you that Mrs. Erne
wouldn't let her handsome daughter
think about a man like you, with only
a few hundreds a year, and that you
would get the cold shoulder directly a
man a little better off turned up?”
“Yes, I know you did. And I admitted
that my chance was a poor one. But
still it was a chance, and with Hildred
to back me up, I was not without hopes.
Of course, I don't say you haven’t a
i perfect right to advise Mrs. Erne to snub
what everybody expected of a girl who , „„, . , . _
I’.'t.j been the undoubted beauty of her to encourage the prince. Bul l
, do say jt isn t the sort of thing people
one London season
But now this wrong-headed young per
son. who looked so gentle and innocent
that it was difficult to believe her capa
ble of anything so definite as an original
impulse, had threatened her own pros
pects and her mother's ambitions by be
stowing a great deal too much of her
thoughts and of her smiles upon a certain
Captain Tarring, whom she had met in
London and again in India, and who had
boon 011(1 of her most devoted admirers
during her stay in the hills.
It hod come as a great shock upon Mrs.
Erne to find Captain Tarring among the
passengers on board the bout which was
to bring herself and her daughter back
to England; hut on finding that another
■ f the passengers was a certain Prince
Lagonegro. a man who united the at
tractions of good looks, good manners,
fortune and a title and who was, more
over, evidently much attracted by the
beautiful Mildred, Mrs. Erne's'annoyance
barl considerably inertased.
For Mildred quietly but obstinately de
clined to take her mother's view of the
relative attractions of these two men.
“It’s very difficult to know the truth
about any man's Heart, mamma, isn t it?
she persisted, in her soft, lisping little
v dee, when Mrs. Erne had sat back and
folded h°r bands, to end the matter.
“ >ne can only judge by what one feels
about it.”
"Do you mean that you ‘feel’ that Cap
tain Tarring i = full of heart, while Prince
Lagonegro has none?” asked her mother,
sharply.
"No. no. mamma, of course not. But I
like Captain Tarring better than I do the
Prince.”
“Now. of what possible value can the
Pamela's Impersonation
thing people
would have expected you to do, and it's
hurt as much as it’s surprised me.”
The young man w r as too much agitated
to speak in a very e\'en tone, and it was
clear that even tough old major was
moved by his emotion. He got up from
his chair, walked up and down the
smoking room a few times and then
stopped short, holding on by the chair
of the younger man, though his sea
legs were steady enough.
”1 suppose it does seem odd to you,
my boy, but I tell you it's all for your
own good, as well as little Miss Erne’s.
Of course, you don't believe me—nobody ‘ 8at Back in Her Deck Chair with an Air of Having Finished the Discussion
ever believes in anything that’s done ,
for his good. But you'll find it out some I . , . ~
day, \ hope, and, in. the meantime, if you me at aM ’ sald he - hurt d offendcd
can’t forgive me for going my own way, her silence.
why—I can’t help it.” j The tears came to her blue eyes.
Captain Tarring said nothing. There ' kncw you'd say that,” she murmur-
was so much feeling in the major’s voice, ed - “But it isn t true. I do lo\e jou,
gruff as it was, that he felt bound to re- as I’ve told you a hundred times. And , discomfiture. J°P
spect the opinion expressed by him. But, until the major took sides against > ou I . • *Rifirlit, si I s v said he. “We’ve been
at the same lime, he felt very sore about was always hoping—’' looking f or ices s gentleman for some
it, and this sensation was considerably ! “Ah!’* *he burst out with an explosion j time. Com^rm.iw, and he^ turned per-
increased by something which happened J of rage. “I knew it was he who had done j Shively * C^the. P^e.^the
later jn the day. this. I knew your mother would never | q U j e t]y > ,,3 y
Two of the passengers were getting- up hax-e been so insolent to me as she has The piss. > came rapidly to the same
a party for whist that evening, and it been the. last day or two—” conclusir With a hasty bow to the
fell to Captain Tarring to have to ask “Oh! don't! don't talk about It. I know | ladies, suring them that he would
Prince Lagonegro to take a hand. Not it's true, and it breaks my heart to hear j led a 4o // tender h whUe Mrs"
only, however, did the prince refuse, ^hert’’ 1 Erne, whiter than he was, turned ter-
saying somewhat curtly that he made j “Then do you really mean to let them Tor-stricken to the Major and asked
It a rule never to play cards on hoard (arrange your life for you, and marry you '"’hat was the matter.
ship, but he repeated the incident to ! to[ t jiis fellow you don't care two straws tnat tho ‘P rincP ’ is a well known
-- J?™' I*--’ . O r - stay ^er^rrps, you do o-»re ; £”$^£5.
hand upon the shoulder of the pale
prince.
“What do you mean? Who are you?
How dare you lay hands on me? - ' asked
the nobleman. Indignantly.
The man nodded" at the major, without
taking any r-* 1 e of his companions
the major, who expressed his opinion, | about him afte r aH*.’ Perhaps you are all ren ely.
very warmly, that the prince was quite 1 the (jme only flirting with me. just to i “And you never told me. You—you let
r *Sht. Head the other man on? Perhaps—’’ him—let us—” Mrs. Erne could not speak
By the time Hildred, who was present j “Perhaps you’re a jealous goose. Gerard. ; ^ 0 , r t r ra f?S'
when her mother and the major talked t no t only don't like the prince, but I .* A', 1 ' • anw ■ T ho , ,le ^!**
this over, related it to Gerald, the inci- j positively dislike him. if I were shut up j only> / lt llthe detectives mT/i^Tat °my
dent had assumed the complexion of a jj n a prison until I married him. I should request.’’
remain in prison all my life. I don’t ( Captain Tarring was near enough to
part to induce the prince to gamble, and (think I can stay anything stronger than hoar this, and he at once came toward
to an honorable refusal on the part of that’’ , , K r °up.
the latter to be led away into such! ”Do you mean that?” ; Erne,” 1 s^d^he^rrn^pale^dyv'fin^he
courses. j “indeed—indeed r do.” way of looking* after voij.i ‘’’i gage or
Captain Tarring was furious. 1 “B Ut why? He’s good looking—much anything. I shall be most.'1,
“One would tl$ink,” lie said to Hildred, better looking than 1 am.” “Oh, you’re vj ry good. . shall
ter off, one couldn’t marry ! “thnt I was a gambler, if not a swind- “i juow he- is- end- he a mucti netter ’ ’ r;r s~-li.. y.-— •
1 blood for that. n<*w could.; Ier! While as a M Jr of facC I’ve 'mannered than you are. 1 realty think, j bee ‘ n ° £ ™ ^utfes ago*” whispered the old
I never had the leest inclination that way, j And 1 am sure he’s cleverer, and can I - ------ • peleu lne 0,0
not. of course not. It’s no while they do say that the prince used j talk more languages, and all that.”
imaginary liking of a girl like you be? It
is a more matter ofprejudice. Isn't the j deliberate attempt on Captain Tarring’s '
Prince handsomer than Captain Tarring?
Wittier? More distinguished looking? Be
sides the important fact that he is bet
ter off?”
- Vos, I suppose he is handsomer, but
T don't like his""face so well. And as for
question of marrying anybody—yet. I only
wish you to put a little brain into your
consideration of your acquaintances.
You've been talking to this Captain Tar
ring lately to the exclusion of everybody
j major, n.s she turned away. “There vou
silly fellow, see what I've done for’you!
to play very high indeed out in India.” | “y es> and he’s given up gambling to 1 Now she's encouraged that scamp so
“Did he really?" asked Hildred. “He please you, I suppose, which is quite opejlly, there’s nothing for her to do but
talks as if he'd never touched a card at touching, of course," burst out Gerard,
all. And mamma said It was quite de- angrily.
lightful to meet a man with so much ' “Has he? I didn't know it. I was go-
e'se- and quite apart from any consider- I sense.” Ing to say that what he is and what he
ation of money—I hope I’m not a merce- | “Nonsense!” cried Captain Tarring, does ma k e no difference. Although I
riry woman—quite apart from that. I 1 sharply. “Ask the major whether bis don't know w?ry, I dislike him. almost
ra*-. I think you're making a mistake in | friend used not to gamble and for heavy as much Gerard, as I like you.”
rating him as highly as you do. And ; stak ^ s ’ *°°’
you know Major Stanway thinks as I do.” j O. he wouldn t a<
fell This was a sore ‘‘I can t understan.
There was some comfort in this assur-
admit it,” said Hildred. j a „ ce ari( j w i t h that and a surreptitious
Mildred's face fell. This was a sore j ’ I can t understand why it is but he kiss Captain* Tarring had to be con-
pom, with her that Major Stanway. an j always talks about the prince to ">am- n(
riend of theirs, and a person whom ; ™ a as jf he were the very p k of P But if anything, things grew worse as
r 'J r> "', _ the davs went on, and the prince de-
Cap ^ in Z e p mustache d himself SQ assiduously t0 Mrs. Erne
nn <Tr r °wn .< . , , and her daughter that the rumor grew
‘Yes; for some reason he takes his *h» h„nH.
old fri
everybody liked and everybody trusted,
had indeed “gone over to the enemy,"
as Captain Tarring expressed it. and join
ed in singing the praises of <he Pr '"° e - j p ar t through thick and thin.”
Indeed, at the very momen “Perhaps/* suggested Hildred.
ladies were discussing this matter, joung | knows the prince used to plav high, and
Captain Tarring was tawing Mapor Stan-’ ires hIm for glvlnff jt up.”
way to task in the smok ng . « j seemed a very possible explana-
hLs attitude in the affa r. ,, tion and Captain Tarring had to admit
“Do you think it's quite tair, b an i that it might be the truth. If the prince
had been a gambler and had “sworn oft”
to please his friend the major, it would
that Hildred was engaged to the hand-
bel s °me young nobleman. And Captain Tar
ring. gating his neart out in rage and
disgust, withdrew into the background,
wondering whether Hildred was true at
heart after all.
said the young man, who was a pleasant
faced Englishman of a type happily com
mon “to take up the stand you do in
regard to Miss Eme and this wretched
foreigner?”
“Wretched foreigner, eh? If you mean
Prince Lagonegro, it seems an odd term
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take back your hard words, you dog and
remember you owe your prettv wife to
me.”
He was right. That evening at the ho
tel, Gerard Tarring was formally accent-
A d „Jwi Ml « K . rnP as h ” r future ®on in law.
And the first person who was invited to
stay with The young couple after the hon
eymoon was the artful major.
HOSPITALITY IN THE HILLS.
(From Youth's Companion.)
In the hill country of northern Virginia
a tourist who was making a long trio
on horseback halted one noon before a
log house winch he at first took to be a
stable. An old man was seated on a
log near the door. An emaciated mule
stood with its head half way inside the
window. Xo smoke issued from the
tumbledown chimney.
account for the extraordinary interest the
latter nppeared to show in the young no-
“Then. of course.” said the captain, j design that Captain 1 arring found him-
with a. shrug of the shoulders, “he be- ! se,f in the vicinity of Mrs. Erne, er
comes at once a hero in your eyes. We all daughter, the major and Prince igone
know how dearly a woman loves a re
formed rake, or spendthrift, or anything
of that sort."
“It's very unfair of you to say that
' 1 I"* 16 tourist made inquiry concerning
Before the end of the voyage Captain | the mountaia roads and was on the point
Tarring had withdrawn himself so com- : of asking if he could get a meal for hiin-
pletely from the Ernes that there was no | self and his horse when the owner of
question but that Prince Ixigonegrc had ; t' 1 ? shanty- said; “Stranger, I'd like
ousted him from the affections of th e / Reckon''/wouh/t' e ^ dinner, but
beauty. It was by chance rather than by j LkTand £>™,\ ldn 1 re,lsh *oId hoe-
Gerard,” said Hildred warmly, ‘‘and I
don't deserve it. Have I ever made any
gTO, when the ship last cast anchor.
Hildred tried In vain to get near enough
to Gerard and far enough from her moth
er to exchange a few words of remon
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poundsioecapacityiweltkh _ r _ ^ th|( ,. tett m,. | “j don't think I am,” she said, “but 1
protence of liking anybody as well as I ispeeoh, stood steadily in the way, with his
do you?” | faithful friend and compan’on. Major
“Then why don't you tell your mother ; Stanway. close behind him. The major
boldly, point-blank, that it’s of no use slipped his arm within that of the young
trying to prevent your marrying me? Why nobleman, however, and asked lilm Wheth-
! don’t you take a bold stand. Hildred?
You're a coward at heart, I believe!”
The girl shook her head slowly, with a
troubled look in her eyes.
er iie.rsgs not glad to be home again.
“Indeed I am.” cried the prince, les9
fervently, however, than might have been
expected. His attention was fixed upon
two keen-eyed men advancing toward
him. invited by a' wave of the major's
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never leave off running you down, not
openly, you know, but by implication, in
a hundred little pin-pricking arays. On.
you don’t know What raamiri can do in
that way.”
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the less of me for her pin-pricks?”
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other thing she’d do. She would never
leave you alone. Do you think you could
be always amiable and courteous, as well
wise and discreet, while mamma was
man, his eyes nor gin ye h much as a swiff o’ smoke,
: major to his ; but if ye dil't git down often that horse
traveling at once from the major ,., a .
companion. “This is the gentleman you ; and come Ber to the spring and have
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“Well, she would. I feel sure; and tbat
wouldn’t be all. Remember, I have to
go with her just where she pleases to take
me; and you may be very sure that, if I
were to engage myself to you. she’d
please to take me where we could never
see each other, or—”
“But we wouldn't have a lorg engage
ment. Why should you? After all. I’m
not a pauper, you know, and there’s noth
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Hildred sighed.
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IT ‘OTXXaXs OTJRB Tt 71
By CLO GRAVES.
HO has 'not waited at Cla-
cha.. Junction, where trains
are shuffled and dealt to
the four “airdhs" as a skil
ful whist player deals his
cards? In winter, when
the biting blasts bowl dowv !
the icy mountain gorges, ;
and the snow ploughs are I
kept In readiness day ar-O,
night. In spring, when
lower crags begin t
bare and nakedly-, sti^*
of their white garments
j the encroaching rains, and prone forests
of deal rod boxes and piles of water
proofed gear and tackle holders marked,
i“With Care,” betoken the northward flight
; of the angler. Or at the red hot end
i of July, when the baked air tastes of cin
ders, and gun cases and cartridge bags
are piled m the carriage roof nettings
to the utter disregard of the printed
warning that these supports are only cal
culated for the retention of the lighter ar
ticles of baggage, and valuable setters die
of asphyxia in the black hole to which
' traveling dogs are consigned by a humane
; legislature. Who ha.s not waited at
Clachnn Junction?
It was the last day of July, and Lady
Pamela Viart was upon her way from the
fostering wi»g of a married sister whose,
steapi yacht lay anchored in the Firth of
Clyde to the fostering wing of married
cousin, whose husband had a grouse moor
in Inverness'hire. Pamela's naturally joy
ous disposition, heightened by ozone, be
trayed itself in the pleased smiles that
played about her large but pretty mouth,
in the alert brightness of her glances, and
the vivacious restlessness that kept her
big plait of blonde hair continually in
pendujum-like motion, and reduced her
maid, exhausted ’by following the foot
steps of her yAtathful mistress from end
to end of the .scorching platform, piled
with the impedimenta of invisible way-
i farers. to the verge of tears. Having
visited and supplied with water some re
trievers, half suffocated in their stifling
' traveling kennels, having looked into the
lamp room and retreated from the smells,
having bought papers and dropped pen
nies into the slots of the automatic cho-
. coiate suppliers, Pame.-,i began to feel
bored. She had examined everything
there was to examine in her immediate
neighborhood, it appeared to her. Nothing
was left which could yield any harvest
to her keen-edged desire for information.
Sitting upon a lamp trolley, she whistled
an air from “The Toreador,” at first entg-
ly, then loudly as any rollicking black
bird. This distressed Goodenough, her
■ maid, who adored the proprieties, and
j preferred to attend upon elderly spinsters
| for that reason.
! “Oh, my Lady, pray!” she protected, in
a. tone o£ mild distress. Pamela ignored
| the protest because she resented it as a
liberty taken by an inferior. But, rather
[ than distress the inferior, she ceased to
! whistle, and looked at the maid, at first
indifferently, then with interest. She saw
! in Goodenough a fair complexioned, high-
nosed, slim young person of 25, attired in
black silk with bugles, hatted with be-
! coming propriety, and correctly gloved,
j The dust of t”e journey, that lay thick
upon Pai^ -ig'r ,>. eyelashes, and pow
dered upor* t .-t/'-u of her impertinent
i little \ d.yCo^e, and rested upon the
cur , r - upper Up, did not appear on
; Goo(i«-noTigli. Between her blnbk kid
gloves, which fitted so tightly that It
j made Pamela hot to look at them, she
’ held a clean white handkerchief which
; savored of cologne, and when she moved
she crackled as though the laundress had
1 been prodigal o-f starch.
|. “How respectable you are. Goodenough!”
Observed Pamela, after a period of con-
: templative silence.
! “I hope so, my Lady!” said Goodenough.
i with an almost imperceptible toss of her
j neat chin.
"Were you always like it." asked Pame
la. with deep interest, “or did you grow
so by degrees?”
She stuck her bare litumbs into the sil-
j ver-buckled strap belt of tan leather that
.loosely girdled the slim waist of 18. In
her simple white silk blouse, serge skirt,
and rough straw hat, a quill thrust trans
versely through its crown, she might have
! been anything, Goodenough thought. And
she reflected, as she had done manj
times before, that, if She had been born
the daughter of a marquis, she would
have looked and dressed like “somebody.'’
l She gave a sigh to Pamela’s wasted op-
( portunities as she answered primly;
j “My family lias always been respectable,
I my Lady.”
! Pamela persisted with her questions.
I She wanted to know whether Goodenough
| was fcgppy in her subordinate station.
; “though, if you mind answering, please
! say so,” she considerately' added.
“Thank you, my Lady,” said Good-
enough, with a prim cough.
J “People who are obliged to serve in a
menial capacity are seldom consulted as
to their likings. They must put up with
rough or smooth, as it happens to come ”
“But,” cried Pamela, with rounded
eyes, “you are a great deal more hard
to please than I am! I’m sure your cabin
on board the Puffin was as comfortable
as mine, and not a bit nearer to the
engines, and yet you grumbled till you
got another. And when we stayed* at
the Sales', in Worcestershire, you were
miserable because your bed room was
separated only by a lath-and-plaster par
tition from the one next to it, and the
toilet glass didn’t stand in a good light.
Now. my toilet glass ^ r as green and
had bubbles in it,_ so you saw your eye
reflected beside your face, as if if bad
popped out in a fright. And my partition
was only wood, painted over; and the peo-
1 pie who slept on the other side, that old
Indian colonel and his wife—the woman
with cat’s eyes—snored awfully, like
grampuses when they come up close to
the ship's side on a hot. quiet night at
sea. ... And, when they were awake,
they quarreled. And. I remember, yoii
complained that no dessert was allowed
at the servants’ hall dinner. . . . g„ ..
ended Pamela, triumphantly, “you can’t
say candidly that yon put up with rough
and smooth, can you?”
Goodenough. thus pressed on all points,
performed a right-about-face, and stated
her opinion, crystallized by experience,
that, if a young person in service did
not look out for herself in a manner,
she was pretty sure to be put upon. It
was not like a young lady in her lady
ship’s position, who might expect, under
all and any circumstances, to receive her
due. . . .Thus Goodenough.
“My position!” repeated Lady Pamela,
crossing her slim feet, neat and trim in
their silken hose and brown leather shoes.
She wrinkled her brows, silvery blonde
like her hair, and pursed her lips con
temptuously, as she regarded Good-
enough. “Suppose you were in my posi
tion—how then?” she added. “What
would you do? Do tell me, because I
want to know!"
Goodenough developed pinkness about
the cheek bones and coughed in a hesi
tating way.
brightening up. ,“Thi s i s not a reserved
carriage.”
“My governor is in a first-class, three
carriages back,” said the young man,
with a careless jerk of his thumb, “and
I've to keep my eye on him in case he
wants anything. That's our life, Isn’t
it. Miss? To run about and fetch things
for able-bodied people as have got legs
and arms of their own.” He put his
bowler hat carefully up in the rack and
sat down opposite Pamela.
“You are a servant, I presume?" she
said, coldly.
“Rather!" said the young man. “Why,
“Dear me! Why should your ladyship
ask the question?" she said. "But if
your ladyship really wishes to be
answered—”
”1 really wish to,” said Lady Pamela.
“Some social man suggested—In a speech
or In a magazine ,'»r something—that
everybody ought to change places, cora-
pulsorlly, once in so many years; so
that a peer would change places with a
dustman when the date came round, a
!• s op would with a Hyde Park
’hpugh. you don't know what
Hggv is—a judge would be the
' bar and criminal the
u — - pal would be a private and i ain't you?”
a general, and the stoker of “HoW dare you—!”
command while the captain
sW •- The same with the women, of
course. I should be you. and you would
be me. once every yeaF—or so. And so I
want to know what you would do if you
were me?”
“I should try. mv lady, to live up to
your ladyship's position.” said G°°d-
j enough Her pale eye had an inward
glow: it was not unfamiliar with the
i vision of its owner transformed from a
person into a personage. "1 wouldn t he
' haughty, but I would never condescend
io encourage my inferiors to take lib-
| ert'es . . . by talking to fishermen
j and sailers or railway porters, as though
! they was of the same flesh and blood.
And 1 would drive in my carriage—like
I a lady—whether 1 was in town or coun
try. instead of tramping in thick hoots
] or riding a machine. . . . And T would
t never court freckles and sunburn by gn-
! lne without a sunshade or even a veil,
or spoil my hands with fishing rods and
golf clubs and them barbarous things.
And T would he elegant in my language,
scorning to use school-boy slang or coster
street talk. And—”
“And. to put it plumply. you wouldn't
do one of the tliirrrs that we—that T
do,” said T*adv Pamela, “if you wished to
live up to your idea of a lady. T see.
That's the common or garden English of
what you’ve said—that your Idea, of a
lady and my idea of a lady are as wide
apart as the poles. That is. they would
he. if T ever thought about being ‘a lady
Lady Pamela was
beginning. Then she remembered and
tried to nod and smile cheerfully. “Of
couse. I am!” she said; “hut how did
you know It?”
“Go on with you!” said the man. “As
though ‘lady's-maid’ wasn’t wrote on
you in large letters! Once a valet, al
ways a valet.” he said, and winked at
the indignant Pamela. “Once a lady's--
maid, always a lady’s-maid. Where ars
you a-taking your old girl?”
rwe are going to Kirriemuir Castle.”
said Pamela, stiffly, pulling her hat
down over her blazing eyes.
“Lord Lochan's box. I know!” said
her vis-a-vis. “Twenty-four miles from
Hempwick. Why, that’s where me and
my governor are bound. Have you seen-
PeephoTes for the week? Here you are!”
And he handed her an illustrated paper.
"Who is—your governor?” asked Pa
mela. fanning her scorching cheeks with
the green-covered abomination.
"Marquis of Normandown—and not a
bad sort either,” answered the man,
sfnTply.
“He would be delighted if he could
hear you say so. I feel sure,” said Pa
mela, beating a tattoo with her brown
shoes upon the dusty floor. “Can you
tell me how long it will be before this
train stops again?"
“About three-quaTters of an hour, my
dear,” said the vafet, glibly.
“You will oblige me by not addressing
me as ‘your dear,' ” observed Pamela,
masking acute distress with glacial com
posure.
..... . --- , “You don't mean it?" said the rebuffed
at all.” She raised her blond brows and one “Why, I never Tcnew a young per-
tinped her hat buck a little with her j son j n your position take offense at being
slim hare hand. “One doesn’t, don’t you P p 0 ken to pleasant before! And, con-
know? It's a thing one never thinks s { dcr j n g that we're a-going to stop in
about." she said. “There are certain | same house—”
things one does—and others that one j “Oh, no!” cried Lady Tamela, in crim-
doesn't do. And there are people who sor distress
are well-bred and good form, and people j “But it's 'Oh yes!’ ” said the Mar-
wlio are bounders and ends. And the g U j s ' valet. “And you'll be as dull as
bounders are very often rich, and some- j ditch-water, my dear, if you don't mak s
* „ . But I’m ('yourself pleasant and friendly. Socia-
flmes awfullv amusing. • 1
» ,.4.. „ „,v,o4 t vmd at the tip of my bility among servants--that s what oils
forgetting what T had »ttn xp „ f t shall
tongue. T'm not a soc;
lalist like the man
lik
the wheels of domestic life; and I shall
expect to see a good deal of you at the
who wants to make the niiddle ! Castle when the house party are all away
and down again.
. But I do feel that
classes, the people who carry u
to he carried, now and then
change. Look here! Tf
to twelve, a ml we shan t f?et
on the shoot.” He came over and
riemuir until nine tonight. Till then. , the seat be
vou shall be me. and I'll he you. Ladv ; be a pal of
Pamela jumped oft the lamp-truck and , enjoyment? And you 11 come? I
clapped her hands. “Jolly!” she cried. | you a pair of gloves you 11 come!
country dance—up
change nnd so on.
the lower beside her. "How should you like me
ought to take you driving in a 'igh dog cart,
for a my love?" he added. “Say the word
ten minutes I and I’ll square it with Lochan's coach
man. And there'll be a hamper under
the seat, because the butler happens to
mine. What price that for
^ het
Tolly!
jTwUl make the beastly railway jour- He put his hateful tweed arm round
rev miite lively Give me the dressing Pamela's shrinking waist. Only for a
hae and remember vou are to call me ! second, before she wrenched herself
•Goodenough ’ I shall address you as j away and dealt him a hearty slap upon
•Mv Lady' or ‘Y'nur Ladyship.’ Do you | the face. Long practice with the golf-
hear’ Where are my gloves? A maid : club and tennis-racquet had not hay.
alwavs wears gloves. And I must pin , dened Pamela’s muscles for nothing. Th~
up my plait, because It will make me | close-shaven cheek of the presumptuous
I look more grown-up.” Pamela rapidly offender bore the flaming print of every
suited the ai-t’on to l he word. 'Tetl j finger of her strong young hand,
me,” she went on, “do I look very smut- ! “i am sorry I struck you," she said,
ty and elndery—for a young person who ! panting. “I forgot myself, but if you
can do hair and dress-make, and isn't ; touch me again you know what to ex-
sick at sea, and came with a character peet. I am not a servant at all. I was
and recommendations from a Marchion- j only pretending—”
ess ?” ' “And you pretended very badly. Lady
It was useless for Goodenough to pro- Pamela.” said Lord Normandown. "I
test; her imperious young mistress had made a much better hand of it." He
set her mind upon tasting the bitterness , smiled whimsically as the smart of his
of menial servitude. When t “ Inver- ; cheek pointed the last words. “At least,
ness train came seething and fuming in one way.” he added. “But it is only
fair to tell you that 1 knew who you
were all the time.”
“Did you? Ho w ? Then . . . ?"
Pamela choked.
“You see.” Lord Normandown ex
plained, “my mother and I were in the
carriage when you put iri your maid.
And I remembered Goodenough quite
well; in fact, she was my mother's maid
before she went to Lady Viart. And
my mother .-:new her, too, and dropped
on her like bricks and ragged her for
letting you have your own way. Bur.
from what I have seen of you, I should
think you generally took it.”
He laughed, and. in spite of herself.
Pamela laughed too.
“Shall we go hack to my mothc r .“
asked the voung man, as the train
slowed for the next stoppage, “or stav
where we are?”
“I should prefer.” returned Pamela,
“to join your mother!” She rose with
dignity, and Lord Normandown opened
the door.
“You aren’t angry, arc you?”
as. rejecting bis offered hand,
jumped lightly to the ground.
“1, shin be.” said Pamela.
’I." There were tears in her blue <>:
“I won’t tell.” said Lord Normandown.
“Honor?” queried Pamela.
“Honor! But promise me—"
"Oho! A condition." Pamela said,
tiUing, her nose. “Well, what is it?”
“It isn't a condition. But you'll come
for a drivq, in that dog cart T spoke of?”
“With a hamper?” asked Pamela, whose
18-year-old soul never failed to thrill at
the barest possibility of a picnic.
“With a dozen hampers, if veu like!”
‘‘One will do,” said Pamela.' “if it !s
She extended / i
in, therefore, a genteel personage in black
silk and bugles was assisted into a first-
class compartment by a young, blonde
and zealous attendant, who selected a
corner seat, ramparted her mistress
round with monogrammed and coroneted
dressing cases and traveling bags, and
apologized profusely to the two other
occupants of the carriage upon whose
toes she danced in the execution of these
duties.
“Your Ladyship has the bags and the.
j tea basket and the hold-all? Sure? All
' right!’’ said this remarkable maid, bright-
j ly. “You're 'O IC,’ and I shall dodge off
1 to my lair. Your Ladyship need not be
i alarmed; it is only three carriages in
| front. I shall look in at the stopping
! places to know whether your Ladyship
! requires anything.”
j And ’he maid jumped nimbly down and
; disapA x -d as a gaunt lady in black
I hopsaclcing and a mushroom-shaped
straw hat of the early Victorian era
sat upright in the opposite corner of the
carriage, and said, addressing the genteel
personage in black silk and bugles,
“Goodenough. what extraordinary mas
querade is this? Surely that is one of j
the younger Ladies Viart?" The lady's |
tone was icily severe; her gray eye,
sharp as a steel bodkin, pierced to the j
fluttering conscience of the alarmed maid
and impaled it like a cockchafer.
“Oh. your Ladyship!” Goodenough |
turned from pink to pale violet, and back
again, for it was the very Marchioness
whose recommendation had been quoted ;
by her young mistress. “It is. the very |
youngest. Lady Pamela. And she is that
wilful there Is no opposing her, and noth- j
ing would suit her but she must take big enough. Done!"
my place as. maid for the rest of the , ungloved hand,
journey, just to try what it felt like.
Oh. oh!” Goodenough soMfred in her neat
handkerchief while the elderly lady ex
changed a few brief sentences with her
companion, a tall, bright-eyed, curly-
haired young fellow of twenty-five,
bronzed and soldierly and dressed in a
plain suit of rough gray tweed.
“You are plainly attired, and she is
too young to recognize a Bond street
cut.” said the Marchioness.
“And if she did. what then? My valet
wears my clothes." said the young man.
“Change your traveling cap for a bow
ler hat,” advised the Marchioness.
“Of course! Servants cling to the
bowler, and, fortunately for the success
of your plot, I don't wear a moustache.”
The young man stroked his handsome,
square chin. “And it will be fun—teach
ing that pretty little romp a lesson!” His
hazel eye gleamed; his smile was mis-
chievoxis.
'“Within bounds, Fernie—within due
bounds!” protested his slightly alarmed
mother, as the train began to slow up
and the signal-posts and brick platform
of a raw little country station slid into
view.
“All right, mother! Three carriages
down, I think she said” . . . And the
young man was gone. A moment later,
a clean-shaved traveler in rought gray
tweeds and a bowler hat entered the spe-
ond-class carriage where Pamela sat
a'sjne, rather lonely without her bags
and papers and rather bored by solitude.
"Excuse me. Miss,” the newcomer re
marked; “I hope I don't Intrude!” He
spoke with a slight Cockney twang and
touched his hat respectfully.
“Oh, do, not at all!” said Pamela,
he said.
the girl
“if
'And done!" said Lord Normandown.
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