A Borrowed Honeymoon.

Manawatu Herald, Volume III, 4 March 1890, Page 3

A Borrowed Honeymoon.

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Both. ■Kronen faced each, other in siience. Sell bore her sisters look for an instant, tho she rushed to the door. " Bertram !" sbo shrieked, in a voic ro hoarse, so agonized, as to make him dash p <st the ast >nish<d Chauncey and upstairs, .ithere stepat a time. But his wife said nothing j she merely dung"; fr) him. Mrs Chai.mcey also s icl nothing : slio stood looking at the dressing caso. '• Yes, we r.re !" said Hey woo ri, promptly. l ': T TS?U, darling, don't!"Fov^ho was orying. -. , " What's all tbi3 •?'' asked Chaunoey, standing half m aud half out of the room, and taking in the situa tion not at aU. ..-,.. "I don't' know," answered .his Wile, with icy coldness. " Just this," said Hey wood, defiantly. " You, all of you, make so much fuss ahpufr cousins, marrying that we knew the only thing to 3o was to go and 'get married. Otherwise, in ten minutes Aunt Jane would have talked Nell round, and I'd never have sien her again. It thas only come out a little sooner han we intended." Mrs Chauncey was too angry to speak." "How are you going to live?" eaid her husband. " I can always give Nell enough to eat !"j Heywood was as angry himself. Chauncey remembered the pec-uliar-looking dinner he ad interrupted. : . "You ought to know ! " ;he retorted, with quiet, humour, coming out in spite of him. And then he be gan to laugh- " I'm sorry to have to turn yon but of my dressing room, Heywood ! " he ' said. After all if they choose to be fools it was no matter to him, ,and their,: cool impudence amused him. " Hi'da ! " cried Mrs Heywood, imploringly, moving away from her husband. " You might have told we," said Mrs Chauncey. Then she burst, into tears. Since their marriage was an , ac corupUshed=fact, there was no use in combating it. But in her society th& honeymoon of Mr and Mrs H ywood is a tabooed subject.