The Vancouver independent. (Vancouver, W.T. [Wash.]) 1875-1910, 1879-03-27

Miss Jerusha says so, and she's old
enough to know"
Jessie watched the ivory hands of
the cuckoo clock fastening toward 7:30,
then started up, exclaiming:
"Well, l shall do it-this once any
how" And she went to her room with
sparkling eyes and glowing checks.
els this seat engaged, sir
1t was a low, sweet voice that ad-
dressed Mr.. Richmond Wintrinham as
the 7:30 train steamed on after calling
at the last station before reaching the
Jersey City terminus.
Mr. Wintrinham arose courteously,
glanced at the small, graceful figure in
navy blue waterproof and double veil
Take seat by the window, madam"
She glided in, and Mr.. Wintrinham
sat down beside her, all unconscious Of
the sidelong glance from pair Of eager
eyes under the veil
"How handsome he is! and be hasn't
the least idea who am"
For of course it was Jessie who had
taken the train at the same station with
Rich, but had waited until the last sta
ton had been reached before she
changed her seat in the car for the one
now occupied.
81 wonder if he does knows met OF
course he doesn't, only he don't seem very
eager to say anything to me-"
Then little fragrsntly perfumed
handkerchief Auttered accidentally o.
to the floor. Jessie made deceitful
little dive after it, displaying her dainty
kidded hand and round, neatly cuffed
wrist.
Rich quickly anticipated her and
handed the handkerchief quietly to her.
"Allow me, madam"
sob, thank you! l am sorry to
trouble you so much. / was very awk-
ward"
Jessie's cheeks were blushing furi-
ously under her double dark brown veil
81 will give him chance anyhow"
she thought
But Mr.. Wintrinham only bowed
gravely and maintained courteous
| silence.
The train slowed up and Jessie, with
persistent determination to draw him
into conversation, made faint alarm
that amused herself as she peered out Of
the window, then at her seatmate
"What are we stopping for9 This
isn't station--oh, is anything the mat
terri
Rich smiled--this little woman was
such an odd one.
"There is no need of apprehension,
madam We are entering the tunnel"
The tunnel! Oh, dear, the tunnel"
But Rich didn't take" at all He
only settled costly back and slouchcd his
seal skin cap on his forehead, leaving
his companion to fight the imaginary
terrors of the tunnel as best she might
The train had como to it's final stand
still at the depot, and just as Wintrin-
ham arose to leave the car, he felt q
timid touch of fingers on his sleeve.
"Please pardon me, but--but there is
ferryboat to cross in, isn't there? And
if you would be so kind as to tell me
which way it is TO the st. Julian hotel.
Rich buttoned up his oveccoat DELHI
erately while she spoke.
The st. Julian3 l am going there
myeslf, madam. If you are unacoom-
panied, | will see You there. This way,
please"
At last Jessie's cheeks were as hot
as fire now. and her eyes bright as stars
as she walked through the long depot
and ferry-house beside her husband In
the ladies' cabin Rich gave her seat,
then left her to join group of gentle
men who were conversing near the door,
and at the New York dock he escorted
her to n ST. Julian transfer coach, much
as if she had been child in his charge,
whom he was bound to do his duty by,
and yet considered somewhat of NUS
ance As it happened, the coach bad
other passengers, so that the hot color
had time to die out from Jessie's face,
although she mentally regarded him "a
darling provoking fellow"
"If you please, sir, an answer is
wanted"
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