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BREEME HOUSE
I By Katherine NeWlin Burt I
CHAPTER XIX
LADY JANE’S AWAKENING
Rufus Treniont, streching his
arms from the balustrade ou one
aide to the wainscoting on the
other, barred Claire’s decent to
the hall and let her see the tri
umph in his face.
“I’ve brought back the Van
Dyke,” he exulted, “and she’s
minel She’s mine!”
Claire’s arms fell, stiff, to her
sides; her eyes flew open; her
cheeks flamed. Not for an instant
did she doubt the literal trutlf of
his statement. She had not heard
of his return, but she knew at
once that the incredible had hap
pened. He had kept his word ns
to the rescue of the stolen proper
ty, and that other word as well.
“How did you do it?” she
asked despairingly.
lie laughed his short, deep
laugh.
1 tracked Cardoni down in
Paris and brought hack the
goods. I have just bought the
Yran Dyke. The deed of sale is
signed.”
‘‘Do you want to know what 1
think of you!” cried Britomart,
vividly angry, clapping her
hands together. “You are a brig
and, a highwayman.”
“Perhaps. But I’ve brought
back the soul to Breeme House.
Don’t you want to see itt”
She could not resist her own
eagerness, and came down, he
standing aside, smiling in whim
sical malice at the stiff bright
ness of her own angry profile.
“Ah!” the said, stopping at
sight of the canvas and letting
her head rest back against the
panelled wall, “it is really Lady
Jane!” And as she looked some
of the new bitterness gleamed in
her blue eyes.
“How did you do it?” sin
asked againg.
“Sit down,” said he, “and I’ll
tell you^”
He walked up and down before
i excited, anil boasted like a
savage, careless of his victim.
Claire could see him going about
his business; tireless investiga
tion, money lavishly spent, in
genuity exerted to its utmost. He
i h«r know, also, of his deal
with C .rdoni before coming to
Breeme House. j
“I wonder you could look then
in the eyes - these people,” she
said quickly. “These people who
were so trustfully hospitable to
you.”
Oh, said he,“they had their
uses for me. But, granted : T was
uncomfortable at having to keep
it dark that Cardoni was copying
the Van Dyke for me. However,
I admit that, short of dishonesty
or violence, I’d have gone almost
any length to get my Van Dyke
My Van Dyke I”
lie repeated this softly, exult
antly, drawing close to * the pic
ture and speaking up to Lady
Jane’s sweet, silvery eyes. “It’s
to be a secret as long as Lord
Breeme lives,” he added to
Claire, and then went back to his
devotions. “My Lady Jatie!”
“Nevertheless,” said Brito
mart slowly, taking a grip of
her lance, \ou’ll have to give
her up.”
He whirled on his heel, chin
up and laughing.
“To whom, please!”
“To me.”
“Why, my dear lady, you
haven t in all your possessions
one single thing or group of
things that 1 would take in ex
change for one quarter of an
inch of that canvas. It’s bone
of my. bone. My desire for it has
grown up with me. More, the
possession satisfies a mental hun
ger that has lived for three hun
dred years. Even if I found my
self willing to part with it, do
you suppose the brain-cells I’ve
inherited form Earl Rufus and
his American desccndents would
let me give it up!”
“It belongs to Breemc
House!” cried Britomart.
And Breeme House belongs
to you,” he said, rather brutally.
“And so I must give you the
Van DykeV Is that the reason
ing!”
“Breeme House belongs to
Breeme House,” said Claire, pale,
and the Van Dyke is its soul.
You shall not carry away the Van
Dyke to America.”
All the strength of her will,
visible in Viking eyes, flashed
tgainst all the strength of his.
“How are you going to pre
vent met” said he. “What
power have you over anything
that I desire?”
‘‘We shall see,” said Claire;
‘‘but, first, I’ve kept my word
to you and stood your ally while
you’ve been away. That’s over
now, isn’t it? You won’t need
my help now, of course, when
you are here in person and the
Van Dyke has returned.”
She wav beginning to go up
stairs in a lingering fashion, her
eyes turned back to him. The
change in his face almost shook
her soberness. It fell a thousand
miles from great pinnacles of
assurance, then quickly got it
self together again. But he had
come three quick steps forward
in the meantime, and now stood
with bent head, avoiding her
eyes.
‘ Did ycu find your position
as ally * strenuous one?” he
asked adding jerkily: “Don’t
say anything to Lady Jane
about this, will you?”
“An answer to either ques
tion is not in the bond,” said
Claire cooly. “ITshall not de
scribe my methods nor their suc
cess. And I shall certainly tell
Lady Jane about your brigand
age. All about it.”
She had gone up half a dozen
steps, and he lifted up his hand
and gripped the railing just
above her. Ilis face was full of
consternation and command.
“It was a confidence. Don’t '
you play fair?”
She leaned down a little and
looked him straight in the eyes.
“Short of dishonesty or vi
olence,” said she, “I’d go almost
any length to get my van Dyke
—my Lady Jane!”
lie flinched and swore under
his breath, asking her pardon
absently.
“At least,” he said, “You
won’t put the wrong color on
your narrative?”
Claire said sweetly: “I like
to hear you pleading. It is be
coming and—and rather whole
some, I think.”
At that he drew back, and his
eyes filled heartily with laugh
ter. *
“Do your worst!” said he,
snapping his fingers at her.
“I shall not ask one grain of
mercy from you. And I shall
win out.”
“We shall see,” Claire re
peated, nodding her head, and
again from the gallery she shook
_ her finger at him. “Don’t be
too sure! Wheu Greek, meets
Greek!”
“Fate,” said Rufus, “is against
you. Resides, I really don’t see
what you can do.”
Nevertheless, it took six rapid
ly rolled arid smoked cigarettes
and a good deal of masterful
strolling up and down before his
\ an Dyke to restore his equan
imity. Then, rather cruelly, he
invited Robins in and tipped him
royally for a repetition of the
story concerning* a certain boy
ish visitor to Breeme House, at
whose fourteen-year-old boast -1
Robins always- gleefully laughed
and rubbed his hands.
Claire meanwhile withdrew to
innermost recesses and began to
sort and polish her weapons
carefully. She had respect for
her foe, but—she knew Jane.
After a brief interval she put
on a wide and shady hat and set
out for the woods. By the wild
flower bed, wistful and busy,
was Van Dyke’s reincarnated
original.
Claire gat on the wall where
Rufus ami Sir Geoffrey had
‘played poker’. She folded the
rose-eolored parasol that had
supplemented the hat, and sat
with it across her knee.
“Mr. Tremont is back,’’ said
she without preamble.
Jane foil back on her heels,
dropped her trowel; then, with
out speaking, picked it up and
set to work again.
Claire smiled a little at this
characteristic silence.
“He has brought back the Van
Dyke^with him.”
That was too much even for
Jane’s reserve. She sprang to
Claire’s side,, a tide of pink in
her face.
“Oh, C'aire! I knew it! I
knew he’d get it back for us.
How splendid! I must go to see
him. No, I won’t! She wavfered.
Claire had given her mouth a
dubious twist.
“Do you think him an altruis
tic person, Janet That ‘for us’
sounds so.*'
“Well, for me, then.”
. This speech shows how far the
ally had won into the lady’s con
fidence.
“For himself,” corrected
Gfaire.
Jane’s pink deepened.
“I think that isn’t quite fair.
Since-since that time—here
—when he told me—what you
know —I—I believe he’s given
up the Van Dyke.”
Claire leaned forward, her
eyes open.
“My dear child! What makes
you think sot”
“Only”—Jane was on the
grass below the wall; the shad
ows quivered over her ash-brown
hair and her shy, tremulous
smile—“I think when you care
for a person, you don’t do any
thing to hurt that person; and he
. knows how it would hurt me to
have papa and Alec lose the Van
Dyke.”
Claire, listening to thia, felt
a bit agfmst, and found herself
involuntarily ejaculating, “Poor
liufus!”
Jane looked quickly up with a
startled expression.
“ Why‘Poor Rufus’ T”
“There are so many things
he’ll never understand.”
“Now there,” said the
English girl, “I disagree with
you. lie understands—Oh, won
derfully 1”
t'Ut lie 11 have to have a les
son or so, I think. He doesn’t
quite understand you yet, Jane.”
Jane was silent; then in a low,
wistful voice she said, “Then no
one ever will, that’s all.”
Claire threw . side her parasol,
gathered her supple knees in lifer
hands, and thought, frowning.
1 o threaten Rufus and not hurt
Jane. To imperil his success
with the Van Dyke and not dis
turb the possibility of his suc
cess with its living re-incarna
tion. It was a somewhat deli
cate matter. She began to test
her ground.
‘lhe Van Dyke must never
leave Breeme House,” Claire
said, without conviction.
“Why,” flashed Jane, “the
very thought is impious. Be
sides, it’s not a possibility; It’s
out of reason. We could never
be so—so helpless as to have to
part with it.”
A painful memory of some
kind here returned upon Jane
and her face shadowed.
“Alec would never sell it,” said
s'he, “no matter how he might
need the money. He told me so.
Oh, Claire, you wouldn’t let him
sell it!”
Claire slipped from the wall
and walked some hnsty steps
away. For a few moments she
was in a mind to wash her hands
of Breeme House, and leave the
portrait to its fate. But the spell
was very strong upon her. She
turned and came back to Jane.
It was characteristic of both
girls that there had been so few
confidences between them. Jane
with her strange, shy aloofness;
Claire, with her gleaming self
reliance; they did not really
need each other in that sense
Jane, said Claire gravely,
stopping before her, when she
looked up, puzzled, from the
grass, “don’t you know that Alec
loves Aline Parkes with all the
best of his heart ?”
It was the second rent in
Jane’s veil of dreams. The first
had come when Rufus Tremont.
ivliite and shakfug, with lowered
eyes and tightened hands, had
breathed out towards her that
astonishing “You.” Now, Claire
tore a great, relentless slash.
Jane stared through it, aghast,
evidently reconstructing in one
dizzy second her whole point of
view towards her brother and Al
ine. It took a minute to play over
a hundred childish games, to see
airesh a hundred little scenes, to
live through a hundred incidents,
and to play and see and live into
them a new, illuminating mean
ins.
\\ hat was left of protest voiced
itself weakly in Jane’s usual
pharse.
“It’s quite impossible!”
\V by ? ’ asked Claire, keeping
the rent open.
“Oh, because! Aline? Alec?’,
This might have been, “A cat?
The King?”
Claire’s lips took on a scornful
curve.
^ hat is Aline Parkes, please,
to your eyes, Jane? A piece of
furniture or a remarkable girl
with a rare, winsome personality
and most beautiful eyes: Do you
suppose that a man lives at the
elbow of such a woman day by
day unmoved? The first instant I
saw them together, that first day
of Alec’s return from London, I
began to guess. Do you remember
how he went over to her***
“Oh, Claire, you know I lov#
her dearly J But anything like —
Do you suppose if Aline dreamed
it she would have stayed heret’*
“Put yourself in her place. Re
member, she has brothers and sis
ters. And then, if she loves him
“Claire! Claire! Hush! You
make me wretched. It can’t be
true. Aline would have told me.
I’d have seen for myself.*’
“Dear Jane, you see so little.”
“Sir Geoffery Brooke is in
love with Aline, I can see that,”
Jane laughed/*And I’ve always
thought that, some day, she
would marry him. She could nev
er do better, could shet He has
been here a great deal lately —
well, not just lately but before
Alec’s accident. And Aline seem
ed absent - minded. I hoped •
Claire!” Jane sprang up, and
came over to her. “You must get
rid of this preposterous notion. J
shall go to Aline and ask her.**
Claire gripped Jane by the
arm.
“You will do nothing of the
kind. I told you becaue I couldn’t
bear for another instant this —
this interpretation of my own at
ing, Lady Breeme has been think
ing, Alec has been thinkingi all
the wise little village of Five Pas
tures has been thinking, Mr. Tre
mont is convinced of it, - that ]
came to Breeme House for the
express purpose of marrying the
future Earl of Breeme. Don’t
deny it! I’ve been told so once,
twice, three timss, in almost so
many worda.”
Claire had turned her face
away, but Jane could see her bit
ing her lips while her whole body
quivered.
Claire, dearest! I never
thought that never for a mo
ment. I thought, I hoped that
you and Alec would marry. Aud
I- I did Jake it for granted that
you were caring for him. You
seemed so happy, so almost more
than humanly . happy. And you
possessed Breeme House. You
were so sweet to us oil. And talk
ed about the Van Dyke as though
as though - ”
Claire's eyes swam to Jane,
blazing blue through tears.
“As though some day I meant
to own it? Well, I do mean to
ovm it. And you need not flush
and resent my intentions. I am
not threatening your property.
You have lost your Van Dyke as
it is.”
“Claire, what do you mean?
You said that Mr. Tremont had
brought it hack.”
“Yes, he has brought it back.
He has given it to you with one
hand and taken it away with the
other. He has - well, induced Alee
to selHiim the Van Dyke.”
" TO BET CONTINUKD
P.o-Making the World.
From the Milwaukee Journal.
The itch to make over the world
spreads. In McPherson, Kan., the
school board prohibits playing mar
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thinks the game instills the desire
to gamble. A lot of good, solid citi
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the simple earnestness of the gentle
men of the school board. If marbles
were the only temptation that had
threatened them In their boyhood,
they would have sprouted wings and
flown away.
In Missouri a legislator has dis
covered that sauerkaut has a kick.
Other folk also have found sauer
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we have several things of our own
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stop growing carrots. To us creamed
carrots are as inviting as cardboard
soaked in millj, and we are constant- !
ly running fhto them at neighbors'
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the street lives a man who sniffs as
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ing and blowing the coffee—disturb
our peace and arouse wrong desires
in our bosom. We had thought to
make the best of them. But if th«
lawmakers are going ahead t’o make
over the world, we might as well
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