|Newspaper Title||The Daily News (Perth, WA : 1882 - 1950)|
|Trove Title||Money Or Wife ?|
Dady .Mien thoroughly enjoyed the dinner. She fell In love with Mra Grosrham, and she liked Mrs. 'Hammond too, but she was not at all favorably Impressed by Mrs. Hammond's son, who came1 to fetch his mother and aunt. .
'What1 a surly young man!' ©he Bald to Adrian Dawney, as ho put her into a cab to take her home, 'Was lv ray idea, or did he mean to be dis agreeable to you, Adrian?' 'WeLl, I rather think you are right, Nell. I really don't know very much about young Hammond; but I have come acrosB him once or twice lately, and now that you mention it, I re member4 that he always has been rather .rud-e in his manner.' \ 'I don't suppose ho counts for very much,' said Lady Ellen casually; 'but he isn't at all bad looking, and his mother adores him, doesm't she? But that is .only natural' All the way home, which was not very far, Lady Eflen chatted away as happily as possible, and she enticed . Colonel Dawney to come In Just for|a moment. 'I have had such a lovely time,' she said. 'Oh, I do wish, Adrian, you'd ask mo out very often.' N 'I'm such' a dull, stupid old frump,' Dawney answered, 'not a bit of good, for rill the gay, light-hearted things you love!' She answered him very, very quickly. 'I like many, many things , besides frivolity, -Sometimes, Adrian, I don't believe you understand me one little tiny bit.' He looked at her tenderly. She was very, very pretty to-night, with a 'flush on her cheeks and a wonderful light in her eyes; and her slim body moving so gracefully about tho room, hv.a gown of diaphonous black stuff, was most fascinating. 'How did you like Julian Bryant?' she asked him abruptly. 'V&ry, very much,' he answered her at once, 'He Is a great friend of mine,' Ellen Crooper said, with a curious note in her voice, and this other man answer ed her — 'Yes, I know, and, I think— you are luoky to have snich a good friend!'
snarl i see you again soon?' Lady Ellen asked, asv he stretched out his hand in farewell* 'Very, very soon; and if anything big happens to you, iNell, you'll write and tell me, won't you? Remember, your happiness is something very dear to me.' '/ 'My happiness!' Lady Ellen said to herself, as she stood alone. 'Oh, Adrian! Adrian!' She covered her face with her hands and, sitting down, ahe cried unres traintedly. There was no one to mark her grief, the maids had gone to bed. She was quite atono; and this night it seemed to her
so surely that it was a wasted gift to laviah love on Adrian Dawney and that the finger of fate pointed abso lutely to a future slmred with Julian Bryant. . ? ? ? i * Norah [Bowls was -sitting writing In her cosy little sluing-rooin late .'.nest day, when a sharp knock at Ibe door aroused ]\txr) and she gavo.a Jittle ex clamation of pl&aauro as she saw Lady Ellen Crooper come in. 'My d'8ar,' she said, 'I was just thinking about you, wondering when we were going' to meet.' Lady Ellen put on a plaintive ex pression. - 'You never do come and soe me,' ?sine suld.. 'i 'believe you forget all about me.' 'Silly child,' said ithe other woman. /Ta!ke off y.ouf fc«r and sit down, IWhat a wretched, afternoon! Fancy coming! all this way, Nell, in such dreadful weather.' 'Well, I want to soe you, dear, very much;' 'Lady Ellen said as she drew oft her coat and tvrra and sat down In a cosyehatr; 'and -then .1 -wanted' to ask 'you', something.' I 'Iishopo it la something that 1 can -*-,'' said' Miss Powds. 'It isn't difficult;' Lady -Ellen answered. She seemed subdued and looked pale; though she smiled, her smiles seamed to com© with an effort. 'Do you remember once upon a time you took me off far a week to a little '?seaside-place -on the Blast Coast .1 can't remember, .w.hat *he nanr© of It was. ?I wonder if'l could1 go' there- now? I want to get away— d must get away, Nora.' 'It isn't the .best, weather for the seaside,' said Miss Fowls in her quiet est way; 'but still you rather enjoy roughing it, and I think it would do
you good to get out of London.' 'She paused a moment, and then stoe put a hand on the other woman's shoulders. 'What's the' :- matter,' 'Nell, something worrying you?' 'Yes,' said Lady -Ellen in a sti'flbd sort of way. 'I'm not a bit happy, Norah.' She changed, very 'swiftly. 'But, after all, it,hat is my own fault; I'm so stupid. I can't got into the trick of taking the best that life offers me, I always .want something more.' 'Well, my dear, that is not peculla- to y.ou only,' said Miss Powls ibright ly. 'We all sigh for ,the unattainable at 'times, you know.' ' 'It Isn't any consolation to know that. Will you give me the address of the little hotel; 'Nb/ran, and .then tell me can you come -3-own and stay a week-end With, wo, -rr are you piled up with work?' 'I think I could run away for a
couplo of days,' said Miss Powls; 'and I should love to. It would ibe vory de lightful to bo with you, and this dull, grey, foggy weather does pet on one's nerves.' 'Well, your life Is full of Interests,'' Lady Ellen went on. 'You never have a moment to sit down and think about youreelf. It is so dull thinking about one's self. I'm sick to rloath of me.' 'The beat thing you can do is to run away,' ea-id Miss .Powis, 'All .the cob webs will disappear. You must he out In the air all tho time, never mind ?tho rain or tho wind, however Weak it Is!' ' Lady Ellen laughed a little bit more like her usual cheery solf. 'Well, I ought to be pretty hardy. The duke used to keep mo out for hours at a time when I was up in Scot land. I used to toll him that I should look, ll-ko, a weather-beaten sailor, but that didn't have much effect.' There waa a knock at tho door at tills momen.t, and t'ho maid-servant came In with a message. 'If you please, miss, can you .pos sibly soe -Mrs. Sinclair. She sems very anxious to have a few minutes con versation with you.' 'Miss Sinclair! Out In this weaQiorl' exclaimed Miss Powls. 'Oh! .please lot her come up.' . 'A patient of mine,' she exclaimed to Lady Ellen; 'and a-ns who 'has no right to be wandering In this rain. You don't mind her coming in, do you?' ' .. 'Good heavens! no,' said Lady ©lien, - : iMIbs Pnwla went to tho top of tho stairs to meet her guest. ?'My dear,' she said, 'I'm g^lng to scold you; although you are now al most well, you know you are 'hardly strong enough to risk this kind of thing. What would Dr. Hug-hes ray?' Lady Ellen .hoard a voice say hur riedly, 'I've something; I want to £-ay to you. I was obliged to como.'. 'Tako off your damp coat,' aald Miss iPowIb; 'and then come . in and ait down. Nell,' she addod, turning 'to Lady 'Ellen, 'Qet mo introduce a patient of mine, Miea Sinclair.' 4rH0W do yiOU do?' aoAA T.«.flv TOIIon
and then shp gave a little start She was standing face to faco wJth tho jylrl .whom aho had met that by gone afternoon on the rpugh pathway leading to Adrian Dawnoy'a farm! The surprise was so great as to bo almost a shock. On her side Dnld drew back visibly. She, too, recognised- Lady Ellen. She remembered how much she had ad mired that photograph ? in Colonel Dawney's drawing-room. ? This encounter with on« of his friends troubled her, how or why she hardly knew, only dhe was conscious of trouble, 'Tou -have m«t?» said Miss Powls. Only juat met,' .Lady Ellen said. ' ™6 ^'^ flrst ^ regain com posure. iShe turned to Enid. v ''?Colonel ,Dawney was speaking to ?me aiDout you not so very long ago. I am gad to see you /again, 'Miss Sin
'Thank you,' «Ud Enid. JfiSiT1 Very' v*ry pa!^' *nd.*h6 looked changed, still young and still very pretty, but changed! Ellen Crooper's .warm. heart went out vUTook ** lmd SUCh * deI1*ate. ?*«? 'And you have been ill?' she said. Im so sorry; but if you have had Norah to take care of you, then I am sure you have .been Jn /good hands.' ? Enid answered .by stretching out her hand suddenly to Miss Powls. '1 shall never too able to. repay her,' ?she said In. a low voice'; The professional eye of 'Miss' Powls saw at- once. that she was thrilling wlth\ some- great excitement. Che divined also that this .meeting with Lady.'EUen, was a little unnerving,, and she .',vigu«f# regretted, that the two young women should have met. t '. if ' 'I hope. your illness has not stopped your Blntfng, Miss SlncjaiV,' Lady Ellen . said n's' yhe pldked-'rip' her tfurs. She had 'noticed that the maid had announced Mrs, Sinclair, but thought prc'ba'bly that this was a mistake'.-. Enid, however, quick to recognise difficulties, flushed 'hotly. ' , ''I, shall, I hope, fl|njf ]ater on,' shn said. 'Just now I—i haven't been able to think about it.' 'You arc not going to run away, Nell, arc you?' khUj m!k,s Powls. But Laxly Ellen nodded her head. 'Yos, dear. i nm g0 now. Re member It l.s a fixture? you aro coming down to mo on Saturday. We'll have two lovely days together. I'm just an Idle, purposeioM kind of Individual, and I really ought not to want change of air, but I- am sure you ought to have ifin
Enid's face lit up suddenly. 'Oh, do persuade her to go awny. She works so hard and never seems to tiro, yet I know she must get dread-' fully weary sometimes.' . ?'.-'?[ 'CTakeConUnueity