|Newspaper Title||The Daily News (Perth, WA : 1882 - 1950)|
|Trove Title||Money Or Wife ?|
Money or'Wife ? CHAPTER VII.— tContinuod). ?
himself how warm and sure was th», ylace he had in this dainty, creature'* regard. ? ; Lady Ellen was tall too; but/ he dwafed her; and. her band seemed ri diculously small when she slipped It into bis strong brown iright one. 'And now you aro going back .to the
country, 'to your liens and your pigs ana,, all. the rest of your farmyard; and I shall never see you again, Adrian!' The man laughed.' 'Oh, yes, you will. I have to come ? up as a matter of fact, to see Pleydell' about some business of my mother's. I thought I should have found lilm to day; but lie hasn't come back from his j holiday yet.' !
'Why don't you see -Mr, Tenderten?'.; said Lady Ellen. 'I gave up Mt. Pley tlell some time ago; he's too respectable for me, a dear, dull, stlck-ln-the-mua old man.' 'I don't quite like Tenderten,' said Colonel Dawney. 'He is a bit too pushing and perky for my taste.' 'Well, it was awluljy good of you to come, Adrian. I always make a red mark on my calendar when you have been to seo me, because It Is such an important event.' ? 'What are you doing in. town just now, anyhow?' Dawney ' .asked, as she '.took her hand away from -his and
moved across, to. tho window, . ' v ©he shrugged jher. .shoulders. 'I too had to bo. in town for s-Ame business,' she ,.said; 'and thon — oh! well, you don't know how, fed up 1 get with everything sometimes, Adri an! I've Just come back from stay ing 'With Carrie Sunshawe. . I used to be amused wUh Carrie once; now, well ? ' She shrugged heT shoiilders, adding almost immediately, ,'I am not quite sure that, you haven't got the best of it, Adrian. . There aro such a lot of beast'.y people in the world. , I believe real pigs must toe .much nicer!' The man looked at' her with a strange expression In his eyes, and the slight est oC Might sighs , escaped his lips. Then he smiled faintly. N 'Why don't, you come down and stay with me, Nell, for a little while?' .he suggested. 'You shall have the most
charming bedroom Imaginable, looking out over the old gardens and the^or chards, right down to where the river winds away to the sea.' 'W'hat on earth should I do at a fairm?' as,kcd Lady Ellen; -but her beautiful eyes had a sudden eager look In them,
? 'Come and see,' Colonel Dawney an swered. .? He said 'Good-bye' a sec ond time, and then with another emlla
that swept aside for an instant the gravity of hi? expression, he turned and went away. , Lady Ellen moved to follow him, but stopped as she reached the door, paus ed and then shrugged Her shoulders; tlien she Bald— 'I am a fool!— a fool!' . . A moment later her butler brought up a note that had -.arrived toy toalldv It was from. Mr, Tenderten. He wrote to say that he .had a box for a ?cer- tain (musical, piece which Lady Ellen had expressed a great desire to see, and he wanted to know .if she would give him the pleasureof Occupying the bos -that evening. , ?'? ?; 'Please aek anyone you llkeV he wrote. 'I am dining', out, tmtj, I should like to come in -during the evening if I may auS pay. my homage to1 you.' i 'He really is rather' a dear!' said Lady Ellen. She scribbled -back a reply, accept ing the box, and thanked Mr. Tender ten very warmly; then s'a& spent the
next half-hour in telephoning to such people as were in town; and finally gol her. cousin, the Duchess of Wiltshire,, to promise to. join he.r. . ' ?? ' It was part of Mr. T,e,nderten's. ihrowd Cleverness just to ,hover on'.'tho; outskirts of Lady Ellen's llfe^never to; permit.. -hoy to get bored -or vbothere'J-; with him; but his heart /had a little ? thrill as. hd re'aileed t.ha.tjSh.ie'i.was'no-y! beginning to drlft-more-.siir.e^^tojhi's1 hands; and certain vague dreiiivns'.'^Yhlch , ho had scarcely permitted himself ?? to j define did tako 'faint shape In such a5 moment as -this. . ? He arrived at the theatre after hav ing eaten a dull dinner at his club just
in lime for the last act;, and^hls, heart; ?gave a new thrill as he realised that Lady Bi'.cn was accompanied by no ieas a person than the Duchess of Wilt, shire. ? ??? '?? ?'. ?? It was. a proud moment for Edgar Tenderten to be seen escorting two such well-known women, when the cur tain dropped and everyone trooped out of the theatre. . In the vestibule he had the satisfac tion .of meotlng.several people whom he knew In the city; and to whom he vouchsafed just a cool nod of the head; but as he turned from ? seeking the duchess's footman he came face -to ?face with a man whom at fiM he only Just vaguely recognlEed, Then .Mr. Ten derten smiled his -curious imlle, for this man was JuMan 'Bryant. He was stand Ing almost aimlessly, letting the crowd go past him. They exchanged only a few ' words, and then Mr. V-vT^ndertctn hastened back to his party.' ' '?', ''?''?? ;'.''.' \ But Lady Ellen.. hid noticed 'Julian. .-'What ? an - awfully ?gobd-lobkln!,' man!' she said. . 'He reminds me aw
fully, of some one I know. Who is he? .'I. saw you speaking to him.' ?'His 'name is Bryant,' Mr. .Tender ten' said. 'He has juat come ? into .a' pot of money; he's ? -an ' awfuly';, nice chap! I am afraid he is awfully- lone- ly; he doesn't seem to know anybody.' 'Introduco nje,' said Lady Ellen In her autocratic way. . .??'.'?' Mr. Tenderten hesitated just a. frac tion ,of a second, and then went to dp. her will. , '*.? .;,;./?;: '\s,he turned away Lady/ Ellen turned to the duchess. V. ':' ?;' ??'?' ? V,
'I have sent him to' bring that man to be introduced;.' doesn't he remind you of Adrian before 'he went out to Africa.' V^^! .':.?:? ' The duchess examined. .Julian Bry ant through her long eye-giasses and nodded' her head, - 'Yes; ho Is rather like Adrian,' sho said. 'Who Is he?'
LadyE'llen shrugged her shoulders in her favorite fashion. ' 'I don't know; but he Jooks nice! I say, Popple, won't you come back and have some Eupper with me, then I can ask these two men to come, too.' But the duchoss declined. .'I have had-so many late nights,' she said; 'one does far more when one is toi town just for a few days than in the the whole of the season, it soems to me; and I am off to the c&untry quite early tomorrow. You had better lot me take you with .me, Nell, You aren't ?looking a bit the thing, you know!' ' 'Oh! I am only tired,' Lady Ellen
answered in her restless way. The next moment she was smiling on the man who had followed Mr. Tender ten rather shyly and in a sense not wll llgly. 'How do you do, Mr. Bryant?' she said in her pretty frank manner. 'Do you fcnow, _you are so exactly like' a cousin of mine that I -very nearly spoke to you -without an Introduction.' . .She .presented him ' to the duchess,
and they chatted on about the play. After the (first moment of uneasiness Ju lian drifted back quite naturally to the proper attitude. Indeed, It seemed to him as ho stood there talking to these women of society that he was just what ho had been In those years before his father's death, and that all that had followed afterwards had been nothing but a strange dream. ? Mr. Tendorten found .himself envying the other man, for there was .something, about Julian Bryant's manner and. way. r-t speaking which hn would. never ac
quire. And with this there was a faint, suggestion of joalousy, for undoubted ly Julian Bryant was a handsome, man. Moreover, 'the late experiences . had.. nu\do him Interesting also,- Nevertheless, Mr. Tenderten. felt that. ho. held the strings In his hands. There had been no question of discussion between him-' self and 'Bryant as yet; no suggestion as to 'tha share Edgar Tenderten. was to have in the good things which had fallen ao lavishly to Bryant. But.thla was all 'to come, and 'Mr. Tonderien smiled a little grimly to himself as he wondered what Lady Ellen and her cousin would say If they were to 'know that only a few weeks before, this man, to whom they were -talking so pleasant ly, had been nothing higher in the so
cial scale' than the driver of a cabin the public streets. 'I In'tended to have asked you both' back to supper with '.me,' said Lady Ellen,,; as the', duchess's footman an nounced that the motor-car was ap proaching; 'but my equBlri 'wants to go home, so my supper must bo for an other occasion. Do come and see me, Mr. [Bryant. I'm in London, alas! — I almost say 'alone in. London,' for everybody belonging to me ,ia scat tered.' , ; ?- ' 'I will come,' 'said _ Julian,. '?-.„??. He had ^ a 'slow, curious way of
speaking, and. the more Lady Ellen looked .at him the more she traced the resemblance between hini and Adrian Dawney, although, ajs a matter .of fact the resemblance existed 'far more in ?suggestion than in definite likeness. The two men stood at attention as the ear rolled aw%y; then Tenderten slipped his arm familiarly through Ju lian's. . V '?.'.. v / ? 'I'll walk back with you,' he said. Then he laughed. 'So glad to see you going out and about, Bryant; that's a sensible tiling to do!' A man gets hipped to death if he always stays with his own society.' ;. ?' y'I came out to Jose my own society,' Bryant answered. .
He drew his arm away from . Mr. Tesdorten's hand; and occupied himself hi lighting a ?cigarette. ? 'I'm none too good company for my self,' he added; then he held out his hand. 'I; hope you won't think me in hospitable, Mr. Tendcrten; but I am ?not going' straight home.' -'
-'All right, old chap,' .said Edgar Tenderten lightly, although he was really annoyed. 'I'll look you up very soon. 'Why hot come and dine with me at my 'club to-morrow night? That reminds ?'?me, 'Bryant, of course you'll, belong to some clubs, yourself.' 'I have not plans,' Bryant, answered him, coldly, 'almost rudely. ?. 'Good- night.' ?? ' .'','. 1 He nodded his head and crossed tho road to escape from further conversa tion; and he drew a deep breath of re lief as he found himself alone. It -was true; he did not go straight home, but walked tho streets for hours. It was a lovely night; there was a glorious moon; but the beauty of the night was blotted out for Julian. H,e despised
himself, and yet he xnew that he was powerless how to stand between him self and the future which this man from whom he had Just parted had ?thrust upon him. ? ? ? ? (To be Continued.) . , ' '