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He only said "Watts?" but it was a cry for help and mercy as terrible as Leonore's had been the moment before. "Of course, chum," cried Watts. "Leonore, dear, it's all right. You mustn't mind. Peter's a good man. Better than most of us. You mustn't mind." "Don't," cried Leonore. "Let me speak. Mamma, did Peter tell you it was so?" All were silent. "Mamma! Say something? Papa! Peter!
Leonore's puzzle went on increasing in complexity, but there is a limit to all intricacy, and after a time Leonore began to get an inkling of the secret. She first noticed that Peter seemed to spend an undue amount of time with her. He not merely turned up in the Park daily, but they were constantly meeting elsewhere. Leonore went to a gallery. There was Peter! She went to a concert. Ditto, Peter!
Peter had dimly hoped that he would find himself seated at Leonore's table He had too much self depreciation to think for a moment that he would take her in but hers was a young table, he saw, and he would not have minded so much if it hadn't been for that Marquis. Peter began to have a very low opinion of foreigners.
"Oh," said Leonore, tantalizingly, "I could tell you a great deal more than that. But of course you don't care to talk politics with a girl." Pell weakened. "Tell me who told you about it?" "I think we must go home to lunch," said Leonore, turning to Peter, who had enjoyed Leonore's triumph almost as much as she had. "Peter," said Pell, "have you heard what Miss D'Alloi has been saying?"
They had taken a little villa in Sils on the mountain, which they had seen advertised for the summer months. He had shown the ladies his estate in Sils and had offered to serve them in whatever way they wished. Then they had taken leave. Leonore's name had wakened so many happy memories of her beautiful childhood and youth in Mrs.
One reservation, however, I must make from your and Leonore's determination. You may dedicate the autumn and the winter to your school but the summer you must devote to your father! and Madame B. may find a teacher where she can, only not from my family for I am not now in a condition to furnish her one." "Ah, father," said she, "every unemployed hour is a burden to me!"
"Now I know," said Leonore crossly, "why lawyers have such a bad reputation. They are perfect thieves!" She looked at Peter with the corners of her mouth drawn down. He gazed at her with a very grave look on his face. They eyed each other steadily for a moment, and then the corners of Leonore's mouth suddenly curled upwards. She tried hard for a moment to keep serious.
He turned to her, and asked: "Are you really in earnest in saying that you'll refuse every man who asks you to marry him within five years?" Leonore's triumph scattered to the four winds. "What an awfully impudent question," she thought, "after my saying it so often. What shall I answer?" She looked Peter in the eye with severity. "I shan't refuse," she said, "because I shan't even let him speak.
She might recover very quickly if she only stayed quiet for a while. In that case she could soon see her brother again, for the ladies had promised to take her home as soon as she was well. Mrs. Maxa had hardly said that when Leonore's eyes again began to fill with tears. "But I don't feel at home there. We really have no home anywhere," she said with suppressed sobs.
But all this thinking led to nothing, and she knew that our good Lord in heaven, who opens doors which seem most tightly barred, had let it happen for a purpose. She was so grateful that she would be able to see the person who, more than anyone else, held Leonore's destiny in his hands.
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