Jeanne of the Marshes

in the village street on the next morning.

ing?" he asked, drily.

dded dej

ed. "We played bridge ti

suppose?" A

st!" Cecil

"does not seem to me to b

e's just civil to me and no more. She isn't even half as decent as she was in town. I wish I hadn'

t his fancy, or was there indeed a slim white

sts are worth the trouble you have taken to enterta

trel, of course, and I am not very keen on Forrest, but we were all

ew n

e careful how I played cards

grew even a

ered, "that he would do any

n to believe that he would. Isn't that one of you

nne. All the time, though, she was looking over his sh

anted to see Mr. Andrew, and direct

ked with faint irony. "He will no doub

d her bac

e," she said. "I did not com

hat I am your

lly the only man who has not bored me for weeks is Mr. Andrew. You others are all the same. You s

ed sudde

ust go into the village after al

just leaving, and the postmistress was wishing him a respectful farewell. He touched h

you. I want to go out again in that great p

answered, "that I am r

r her, of course, to feel disappointment to that extent, and yet she had all th

bout it, I should be very pleased to take y

rning, please

his brother, who sh

w," the latter said, "I am sure that you will take g

he Hall. Cecil looked at her a little curiously. It was certain that she s

asked, "why the postmistress called Mr.

nswered carelessly. "They c

he represents himself to be. No one who had not education and experience of nice people could behave q

ping in from the sea, and Jeanne shivered

e. My mother as a rule hates to go far from civi

ught you here," Cecil said slowly, "is

at Cecil, who was taken by surprise, had no chance of catching

you will be like Lord Ronald, an old young man, and I would never let any one say

Borne turned into his study. The Princess was pla

wn her cards. "My dear Cecil, do you realize

he answered, "that you

o do? Come and cut, and pray that you do not draw me f

e out all round. Touch the bell, will you, Forrest. I must ha

s raised he

"that my charming war

nd fancies as an elf. She yawns when I talk to her, and lo

," the Princess remarked,

d fixed his cold inte

at this man Andrew is really what he p

d enough to remember anybody. He has lived here all

ang. Then Cecil de la Borne rose from

ems dead ou

s raised he

inably. Your last declaration of hearts was indefensible, and why you led a diam

was right," Cecil decl

nothing, but turne

to-night, Mr.

is no one to ask within a dozen miles, and you parti

nd if you had any yokels of the Mr. Andrew sort, with just a little more p

r give any one a chance to see you until the afternoon, and then we generally s

incess

am getting a little bored. Some one must be very a

t up to

change," Cecil remarked, lea

er at once to his side. On the top of the sand-dyke two figures were walking slowly side by side. Jeanne, with the wind blowing her skirts about her small shapely

Forrest remarked w

p, and turned aw