The Baronet's Bride

tart, when Sir Everard Kingsland joined them, looking handsome

at the rest. She was just being assisted into the saddle by the devoted George Gr

d! I shall quarrel with you one of these da

"Had I known you would have honored my absence by a

Sir Everard? Lady Carteret? Oh, she is going to see as much of the fun as she can from the carriage, with some other ladies. Miss Hunsden and myself are the

oung gentleman joined them, in

an? She sits superbly, and is stunningly handsome bes

is Miss Harriet Hunsden. Don't lose your head, my lord. One gentlem

o is the fortun

unsden, he

did not know it. He only saw a handsome, spirited-looking girl, sitting a magnificent roan horse as easily as

his prolonged stare he

's turquois

ashing damsel in the scarlet habit would play the mischief with your fox-hunting hearts? No, no! never deny the soft im

the cry of "Here they come!" proc

d-coats began to move out of the field into th

the air; the hounds came wit

horus of voices, as the

andsome girl upright as a dart. Away went Sir Galahad, side by side wit

w the fences, and Miss Hunsden sat in

g face, the flashing gray eyes, and the lances of light flickering in the gold-brown h

ck, heavy thorn rose ahead, whic

he dashing huntress follow. But, no; the blood of Miss Hunsden and th

s Hunsden!" cried th

e, "don't

ara. With a tremendous rush Whirlwind charged the place.

ttled into his stride, and the girl recovered her bal

ord Ernest. "I never saw a lady rid

hedges and ditches before him, disdaining to turn to the right or left, and after a sharp run of an hour, Miss Hunsden had the glory and happiness

were the canticles chanted in her honor. The master of

e are not half a dozen men in Devonshire who would have faced those fences as you did. I

bowed easil

came up, his soldi

to-day. I wouldn't have taken that nasty place mysel

and the rest of the men crowded around

aloof-disgusted, nausea

nd smiles on those empty-headed fox-hunters, like an Amazonian queen in her court! H

eret. "What do you think of our pretty Di Vernon? You don't often see a lady ride like t

unaccountably. Without a word he rode up to wher

per who hovers aloof and gazes in speechless admiration. Let me

f his hat, and bent

r Jasper, I'll be sworn! My dear boy, how are you? I knew your father well. We were

iends are

eld out her hand with a frank grace, and Sir Everard too

n might ride in a trance. Surely within an hour the whole world had been changed! He rode on air in

ized. I saw it in your face. Oh, don't deny it, and don't tell poli

e fault is mine. She has been everywhere with me in her seventeen years of life-freezing amid the

lt is-per

talk of me, he will feel in duty bound to pay compliments; and really, after such a fast run, it is too much to expect of any

smile and a wave of the hand, and Whirlwind had leaped across

ouise said. "I am nearly beside myself with envy. Lord Ernest Str

return the compliment, but his chestnut b

tance of the clear, girlish voice,

ow. I came an awful cropper at that ugly hedge, to be sure, and your red horse went over me like

e balls even bett

than she rides," put in

m certain," Lord Ernest said, "and for that atonemen

ark. Sir Everard had the privile

d. "With a ball in prospective, after your h

atigue.' I never was tired in my life, and I am ready

h a mischievous glance. She wante

ver had a mother, I suppose, and wandering over the world with her father has made her

nsden. He thought of her while dressing for dinner, and he talk

the family already, listened wit

politeness requires it, Captain Hunsden was my father's most intimate fr

hree or four years. He was a very handsome man, I recollect, and he married away in Canada or the United States. There was

utiful as an angel! I never saw such eyes or

aid, coldly-"indeed! N

ise

n. But you will see her to-night at Lady Carteret's ball, and can jud

-and-twenty," said Mildr

sharply. "There are few young ladies nowadays

shining depths. Her soft voice broke in at this jarring juncture and sweetly turned the dis

ully particular before. He drove Edward, his valet, to the verge of madness with his whi

the sort of girl to make satirical comments on a man if his neck-tie is awry or his hair

and flowers, and diamonds, and beautiful faces, and

aleas in her hair and dress, stood stately and graceful, looking from tip to toe what

d around and lighted at last on a divinity in a cloud of misty whi

irled her off in the waltz. Away they flew. Lord Ernest waltzed to per

hey were out of sight. Sir Everard roused himself from h

re was no mistaking that look, Sir Everard! My dear Lady Kingsland"-laughing, bu