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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.]
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Palmetto 6.20 p m
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Darlington 8.85 a m
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Cash’s 10.15 a m
Cheraw 11.00 a m
McFarland 11.40 am
Morven's 11.55 a m
Heunett's 12.10 a m
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Local Freight.
Leave Darlington 4.30 p m
Palmetto 4.42 p m
Arrive Florence 5.00 p m
Leave Florence 8.80 am
Palmetto 8.50 a m
Arrive Darlington 9.05 a m
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In effect June 3, 1894.
SOUTH BOUND.
No. 61
Leave Florence 7.45 a m
Kings tree 9.20 am
Lanes 9.4.'< a in
Arrive Charleston 13.10 a in
No. 35.
Leave Florence 3.10 a m
Lanes 4.20 a m
Arrive Charleston..." G.10 a m
No. 23.
Leave Florence 7.45 p m
-Kiugsiree 9.02 p m
Iiunes 9.33 p m
Arrive Charleston 11.18 p m
No. 58.
Leave Lanes 7.05 p m
Arrive Charleston 8.40 p m
Train on C. & D. R. R. connects at
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Leave Charleston 3.35 a m
Lanes 5.40 am
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Leave Charleston 3.30 p m
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Kingstree 5.67 p m
Arrive Florence 7.05 p m
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Leave Charleston 7.15 a m
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Sumter 8.47 p m
Leave Sumter 8.47 p m
Arrive Columbia 10.10 p in
No. 58.
Leave Florence 8.20 a m
Arrive Sumter 9 40 a m
No. 52.
Leave Snmter 9.58 a m
Arrive Colombia 11.10 a m
No. 52 runs throogh from Charles
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Lanes 8-43 a m, Manning 9 25 a m.
NORTH BOUND.
No. 51.
Leave Columbia 4.30 a m
Snmter 5.53 a m
Arrive Florence 7.10 a m
No. 56.
Leave Florence 7.40 a m
Marlon 8.23 a m
Arrive Wilmington 11.10 am
No. 53.
Leave Colombia 4.20 p m
Arrive Snmter 6.45 p m
No. 59.
Leave Colnmbia
Snmter 5.55 p m
Arrive Florence 7.05 p m
No- 53 runs tbiougu tu cuarlestou
via central Railroad, arriving Man
ning 6.22 p m. Lanes 7.00 p m,
charleston8.40 pm.
Trains on Manchester and Augusta
B. R", leave Sumter daily except Sun
day, 10.59 a. m., arrive Rimini 11:59 a.
m. Returning leave Rimini 1.00 p.
m.. arrive Sumter 2:10 p. m.
Trains on Wilmington, Chadhonra
and Conway Railroad leave Chad-
bourn at 10.10 a m, arrive at Conway
12.30 p m, return ing leave Conway at
2:00 P. m., arrive Chadbourn 4:50 p.
m. Leave Chadbourn 5.35 p m and
5.15 pm, arrive at Hub 6 20pm Re
turning leave Hub 8.15 a m, arrive at
Chadbourn 9.00 a m. Daily exepet
Sunday.
JOHN F, DIVINB, Gea'l Sun’t,