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V T YEblfOW ~\ BY @ IOTA. CHAPTER VII. Many tutors had come and gone, and much had been en dured both from the childreu’s point of view and from that of the instructors. But time went on unheeding, and Gwen and Dacre were ly ing under an old cherry-tree in the orchard one day late in Au gust. The sun shone aslant through the crimson tinted leaves above them, and threw flickering rosy shadows across the faces of the two as they lay there in the cool grass, with wisps of ferns under their heads for pillows. Dacre, however, seemed to benefit but little from this ar. rangcment; his head was often eroff its support than on; he twisted and turned and wrig gled and plunged, even his toes moved visibly through his thick boot. He was supposed to be read ing, and kept up the pretense from time to time, but the words conveyed no sense to his restless eyes, that moved like they were on wires. The sister and brother spent much of their time together nowadays. This and various other reforms had been brought about by Mr. Fellowes and one tutor of an exceptionally strong mind. While Dacre wriggled, his sister lay quite still on her back with her legs stretched out, and with a considerable reach of stocking visible between the edge of her frock and her shoes. She had one arm curled round her neck with the sharp elbow stuck out uncompromisingly in Dacre’s direction. It was use ful as a buffer and saved her many a lunge. The other hand held a book, a queer old edition of Elia, which she was deeply sunk in until she fell to watch ing Dacre with a look of curious mockery on her red curled lips. “I’d give my eyes to go to school!” burst out the boy after an interval of comparative si lence. Mutterings never count ed in Dacre. “So you have said six times this afternoon, not to mention the mutters,” said the girl, “what do you want to go to school for?” “You know without any tell ing.” “I want to hear again.” “To jeer at a fellow, I sup pose?” “I won’t jeer, and I might help you,” she said with a laugh. He looked at her face dubious ly, it was inscrutable enough, but the mockery had left her lip. “I want to go, I hate to be here, Gregg is a big enough fool but not quite so much as the others, he ain’t all bad, I’ll say that. But what’s he to other boys and cricket and football and larks—oh, you know!” “I wonder why on earth they let you read Tom Brown when sucn heaps of books are forbid den,” said Gwen, reflectively. “They have brought all this on themselves,” she added, knit ting her brows in the exact manner of her mother. “ 'We have to bear what we earn,’ we hear that often enough, I don’t see why they shouldn’t apply it to themselves. Dacre, you’re an awful ass, if I wanted all those things I should have had them long ago.” “All very well to say that,” f runted the boy, “I’d like to now how.” “I’ll tell you,—I’d worry till 1 got them.” “I worry pretty well as it is,” he said withasei'f-satisfkdgrin. “Yes, in a stupid, squally way—you get into a rage and make a row and an ass of your self generally, then you get E unished and repent, or pretend anyway nothing is heard of you till the next bout. You might be a dead cat for all the importance you are—of course you’re forgotten, and they go on working in peace. “Now if I wanted a thing, and wanted it badly, I should take f ood care never to be forgotten; should let them see there was to be no peace as long as I was in the house; I should make my self felt from the garrets to the kitchen; I should gain my end,” she concluded with calm final ity. By this time the sun had for saken their tree and had fiick- pred on to one nearer the west, and in the evening light her face gleamed out almost ghast ly in its pallor. “Gwen, you are queerer and queerer! Why don’t you do all this foi yourself? You are quiet enough now, nothing bply spiky, why don’t you do what you say I ought to, yourself. “For what?” was the sharp retort. “I don’t want boys and cricket and football and larks.” “What do you want theii.” She jumped up from her pil low and looked out after the Western sun, her eyes dark and dilated, her red lips parted. “What do I want?” she slow ly repeated, “I want—oh, you would not understand what I want, but worrying won’t get it.” She caught up her book again and threw herself face down ward on the sward. “That’s the way! You’ll never tell me anything,” said Dacre angrily. “I’ll tell you one thing, and that is I’ll help you to go to school, and you’ll go if you aren’t a common ass, and if you’ll do all I tell you.” “Golly! I’ll do anything in the world for you if you’ll only get me out of this hole,” he blurted out in a spluttering fit of gratitude. “Perhaps, even, I might help you to get what you want, if you didn’t make such a deadly secret of it,” he added, looking at her as if he might somehow extract it from her unawares. But her lips were tightly shut and her eyes looked dead and cold. “One might as well expect to get blood from a turnip,” mut tered Dacre in the choice vernac ular of the groom’s boy. “Oh Lord! that brutal bell, lessons again! But you like ’em,” he said raising himself slowly and turning on her vindictively. “There’s nothing else to like; E ick up your book and come. I ate to look at Gregg’s eyes when we are late, I think he had cats for his ancestors, and not very long ago either, when he talks quick he always spits. Oh, that vile bell, we may as well run, he can’t see us from the school-room window or I wouldn’t give him that much satisfaction.” “When will you begin the help,” panted Dacre, as they pulled up at the nearest point out of sight of the school room. “I’ll think to night and tell you—Ugh! Dacre, wipe your face, you get so perspirationy after the shortest run; I never do.” “No thanks to you, when one can see through you for thin ness.” The next evening when les sons were put away, and the school-room tea over, Gwen, in stead of absorbing herself in a book until bedtime, as she gen erally did, took a restless fit. She moved about in a noiseless sweeping way she had; she threw the win low open breath lessly, and craned her head far into the breezy night. A sud den gust that was carrying on a wild dance with some maple leaves, caught sight of her hair and seized on it as a new play thing, or perhaps mistook it for some of the orange-gold leaves, and swept great lengths of it out among them till her white face seemed caught in a whirl ing net of brilliant gold. When she drew back at last panting, she shut the window and went over to Dacre. “You’re pretty tidy,’she said, “for you, but you might just take that black smudge of your nose. Do I look right?” “You look as mad as a hatter, but you generally do that, only I think ycur hair makes you look madder than ever.” She caught her hair bodily, gave it a violent shake, then took out her handkerchief and rubbed her cheeks until they glowed scarlet. “What are you at, making yourself like a turkey-cock?” demanded Dacre. “We’ll both £0 into the lib rary,” said she in a sort of stud ied calm, “I heard them go in after dinner and they think I’m sick and don’t eat enough if I’m white. Come on quick, now, while I’m red.” Dacre came near and looked into her face with some curios ity. “You’re madder to-night than I ever saw you,” he observed. “You can go, you will if you want to, of course,—I’ll not, not if I knows it.” “If you don’t I’ll do all I pos sibly can to keep you at home.” That and her look were deci sive. He followed her with an angry snort, and they went swiftlj down the low, broad oak stair with their winding curved balustrade, down through the softly-carpeted corridors. When they reached the library door they stood with one accord, stock-still. “You're whiter than ever,” said he. “Wipe your nose, you’ve rub bed the black all over it instead of off it. Am I red now?” “You’re magenta.” “Come on then.” When the door opened slowly and showed both their children standing in the soft glow of the lamps, Mr. and Mrs. Waring started up in some dismay, “Is anything wrong, my dears? Are you IHF* cried Mr. Waring, while his wife came forward nervously and peered anxiously from head to foot of the two. By this time even Gwen’s courage had waned and. the old feeling of haying come to judg ment was fast gaining on her. Dacre was already a flaccid lump. 9 “You appear well, dears,” said Mrs. Waring, raising her self from her inspection, “and Gwen’s color seems to me to be healthier than usual.” Gwen felt smothered and speechless but she made a vehe ment effort and got out in an appealing hushed kind of way. “We are quite well, mother, but we came to see you, we thought you might have time to talk to us and let us stay a little, we have been good at our lessons so long.” The child lifted her eyes as she spoke, and turned them hungrily from father to mother in a way that sensibly embar rassed them. Mr. Waring took his finger from between the pages of a book, came forward, and looked searchingly into his child’s face and then at his wife, who seem ed too astonished to take any active part in the proceedings. “Will you sit down?” he said politely, pulling a couple of chairs toward the pair, “pray sit down.—You have no object ion, dearest, have you?” “No, oh no, I am very pleased indeed, and it is also very pleas ant to hear you are advancing in your studies,” said Mrs. Waring rather supinely. There seemed so very little one could say to one’s children. Mrs. Waring passed her small hand across her brow, and tried to look unpreoccpied, but it was hard not to show feeling when a valuable train of thought was broken, and hours of good work rendered null and void by this unfortunate intrusion. Her husband felt keenly for the gentle little woman, and naturally a slight feeling of ir ritation smote him as he turned his gaze on his inconvenient offspring who bore it in stolid silence. Dacre cast one rapid murder ous look on his sister, then he sullenly accommod«ted himself to his surroundings and sat down like a log. As for Gwen, hor tears were so near the surface that she had to swallow them with a gulu, her eyes grew dull and lifeless, the brilliant color had all faded, and her cheeks had a ghastly, streaky, livid look, from the scrubbing. “Would you like something to eat, my dears?” said Mrs. Waring eagerly. She would not sit down but hovered above her children, she could not fa thom Gwen’s horrid look of temper, and by this time the streaky cheeks had quite a re volting look. Her mother start ed at sight of it, and whispered in quiet and audible voice: “Her skin seems unclean and mottled. Dearest, I will speak to Mary, a Gregory’s powder I should recommend.” Gwen’s flush deepened the streaks to lines of blood and she could hardly keep from shriek ing out her wrath and indigna tion, but she controlled herself, and said in a harsh, level voice: “We would like nothing to eat, thank you, we’ve had our tea, we came to see you, you don’t want us. Dacre, 1 think we might go.” Then to the absolute stagger ing of the boy, she turned, caught his hand, and dragging him along by it went up and stood before her parents, her eyes gleaming strangely. “Good-night, mother, good night, father—oh, good night^” “Good-night, my dears,” said Mr. Waring blandly, and seeing that they still waited he stoop ed down stiffly and kissed the foreheads of both of them, then, with the air of a man who has done his duty, he remarked: “Dacre’s health seems to be more robust than his sister’s, I think you are wise in recom mending something of <*n anti febrile nature.” The children were half out of the room by this time and Mrs. Waring’s eyes followed them with a puzzled stare. Some thing had evidently been forgot ten. “Ah, of course,” she cried, her face lighting, and running forward she put a soft detain ing hand on a shoulder of each of her children and laid a small kiss on the middle of Gwen’s cheek. Then she stooped to Dacre and did the same by him. She wondered a little as she went up to Mary’s room why Gwen shuddered when she touched her. “I wonder if she’s feverish,” she thought.—“Oh, what agon ies of responsibility parents have to endure,” she sighed, with yearning self pity, as soon as she reached the head of the stairs. When the children got to the nursery. Daore faced his sister with glaring eyes. “Beast}” was his sole obser vation. “Let me alone, oh, let me alone!” she cried, “and, Dacre. open the windows, I feel smoth ered.” “You should live on the top of a wind mill,” he grumbled, but he did as she bade him, and watched her with some puzzled concern. She soon recovered from her smothering and drew in her head and leaned against the window in silence for a few minutes, then she said with calm decision: “Oh yes, you can go to school, there is neither reason nor jus tice in your staying here. They might have prevented it to-night if they’d liked.” “How?” “Oh, you wouldn’t under stand.” “Well, of all the beasts! Girl’s secrete are such fools of things, too! Don’t look like that, it’s awful with your scratchy face.” “Oh, go to bed, do!” “I wish you would, I think you are going to be sick, I’ll call Mary.” “Dacre, don’t dare to, I’m as well as anything. I wish I was a witch and could fly over those trees on a broomstick.” She peered eagerly out of the window, out over the tree tops and the whirling leaves, up in to the dark heavens. “You look witchy enough now with your awful yellow hair that looks as if it were alive with fire flies.” “Dacre, go to bed, do, I want to think of the plan.” “Oh. if you want that, I’ll clear, I’d have gone before only I thought you were going to be sick.” Gwen turned a half-mocking, half wistful look upon him. “You’re a good old thing, and it isn’t your fault if you are an ass, only I wish you weren’t,” she said to herself when he had one, “it wouldn’t all be so astly then.” She went off slowly to her little blue-and-white bed room and let Mary put her to bed in a cold silence which she posi tively refused to break. [to bk continued.] Bucklen'* Arnica Salve. The Best Salve in the world for Cuts, Bruises, Sores. 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