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Captain Stanwick tells me that he and his friend have come to a separation already. I fear you are the cause of it. Mr. Varleigh has left the hotel at which he was staying with the Captain, in consequence of a disagreement between them this morning. You were not aware of that when you accepted his invitation. Shall I write an excuse for you?
Lester Stanwick made his way to her side just as the last echo of the waltz died away on the air, inwardly congratulating himself upon finding Rex and Daisy directly beside him. "Miss Pluma," said Stanwick, with a low bow, "will you kindly present me to the little fairy on your right? I am quite desperately smitten with her." Several gentlemen crowded around Pluma asking the same favor.
"You have misunderstood me," he said, "if you think I am a man to be made a plaything of in the hands of a coquette!" My aunt interposed once more, with a resolution which I had not expected from her. "Captain Stanwick," she said, "you are forgetting yourself." He paid no heed to her; he persisted in speaking to me. "It is my misfortune to love you," he burst out. "My whole heart is set on you.
If Captain Stanwick attempts to annoy you in your own house, we have neighbors who will protect us, and we have Mr. Loring, our rector, to appeal to for advice. As for Mr. Varleigh, I will write our excuses myself before we go away." She put out her hand to ring the bell and order the carriage. I stopped her.
Stanwick, dear?" repeated the old lady, and, unconscious of any wrong, she placed the letter he had written in Daisy's hands. Like one in a terrible dream, Daisy read it quite through to the end. "You see, he says he incloses fifty dollars extra for you, dear. I have placed it with the twenty safe in your little purse." "Oh, Miss Ruth, you are so very kind to me.
"If Lester Stanwick had intended to interfere he would have done so ere this; he has left me to myself, realizing his threats were all in vain; yet I have been sore afraid.
She can not have gone far," he assured himself. "In all probability she has left Elmwood; but if by rail or by water I can easily recapture my pretty bird. Ah, Daisy Brooks!" he muttered, "you can not fly away from your fate; it will overtake you sooner or later." Some hours after Stanwick had left the cottage, an old man toiled wearily up the grass-grown path.
"Did you tell them that here, too?" asked Daisy, growing white and ill with a dizzy horror. "Oh, Mr. Stanwick, send for them at once, and tell them it is not so, or I must!" she added, desperately. "You must do nothing of the kind, you silly child. Do you suppose they would have sheltered you for a single instant if they had not believed you were my wife? You do not know the ways of the world.
It was Walbran, again, who drew attention to Leland's phraseology here. The Canon of Stanwick was always in Ripon, but was not considered technically a canon-resident. Perhaps he was not entitled to the special fees for residence. He had, however, full capitular rights. These had been denied to him by Dragley, but were now restored by the Archbishop.
Not knowing what else to do with you when the boat landed, I brought you here, and here you have been ever since, quite unconscious up to date." "Was it last night you brought me here?" asked Daisy. "You are not good at guessing. You have been here two nights and two days." "But who lives here?" persisted Daisy. "Is this your house?" "Oh, dear, no," laughed Stanwick.
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