The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-02-28
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 Good faith and good fortune, and the rolls and coffee. am so huneryI And you are better than expected. You do not look as if you were easily driven"
 And l an really to keep all of these promises ?"
 If continue to meet you, certainly. ] mean every word"
 George sighed.
 "Pin the roses, please" said Harriet, handing George steel-head-arrow pin.
 Georges fingers trembled, but he se- cured the Jacqueminots at least.
 Alter the rolls and coffee there was a long conversation. In the course of it Harriet said, "You say the market is going your way just now. You are a bear"
 "Yes."
 Everything must shrink" said liar riet. "It is absurd to suppose that there can be much difference in values now that communication is so ready between all the nations. Not only stocks, but wages; we are approaching free trade. The era of American imitation draws to a close. We must come to cash, values, and not the values of Wall street, or even of America, but to the cash values of the world. The bear wins, and must win for long time to come"
 Kind heaven" said George, "what IS behind that magic Veil 2"
 The recollection of part of an edi- torial in this mornings paper" said Hsr- riet laughing. What do you suppose we wives do all day while you husbands are slaving at business? We read the papers"
 George turned the words we wives you husbands slaving at business = over in his mind as he sat in silence.
 Easter passed, and the town was gay. Always twice, sometimes thrice in the week George and Harriet met. She was always the same-gay, fascinating, wise and amiable. George loved her to mad ness. Twice she dined with him, but not in private room. Twice they went to Madison Square theater. The kiss had not been repeated. Always when George put her cloak over her shoulders he gave her little squeeze with his hands. That was all. When he was away from her he invariably resolved that the next meet ing should bring definite understand ing. When he met her he found it im- possible. In his heart he had deep respect for her. She was always present in his thoughts.
 And Eva was almost forgotten. At first George mad days of the deepest re morse. But Eva was perfectly quiet and placid. All of his little wants were care fully met. She was always ready to en- tertain him, to read, play, sing, or con. verse. Since the refusal of the Easter bonnet she had asked him for nothing {; to ease his conscience he had supplied her with money more literally than ever before. The market still went this way Eva was less say than her wont, and more affectionate, and less disposed to be exacting. A model wife, in short.
 One afternoon, late in May, George met Harriet at the Rector St. L. station. In reply to his question she said:
 "First you will buy pair of gloves for me. Then we will dine.'
 Where shall the dinner be had ?"
 "At Riccardo's."
 But there are only private rooms at Riccardo's."
 "Very well," said Harriet, Eve will dine in private TO om."
 George was silent. Since the ten lac queminots Harriet had accepted nothing from him save ten cent punches of Eng fish violets.
 The gloves were purchased in Four teenth street. Then George called carriage.
 The side door of Riccardo's swung noiselessly on its silver hinges, and the thick carpet of the stair was silent under the feet as George and Harriet went up. The negro who stood in faultless even- ing dr ss at the head of the stair, glided through the dimly lighted corridor, bowed the lovers into a room without a word, and departed closing the door after him. Three gas jets barely burning made twilight which disclosed an oval tdoAG, tWo CnaifS, LOW SOfa, velvet carpet, and a painting of Leda and the Swan.
 Not footfall, not an echo from the street-silence, twilight and solitu Se- George and Harriet seemed suddenly transported to a strange and distant world which held nothing save them selves and their passion. George drew Harriet to him, folded her close in his arms, and kissed her mouth. "My love! my love" he murmured. Har- riet put both her arms about his neck. and returned his kiss with infinite tender ness, and putting her lips close to his ear whispered, ''Now order dinner, please"
 "How cruel!' said George with a laugh.
 " Hungry is the word hunger is al- ways cruel"
 George turned up one jet, and Harriet checked on a bill of fare plain little feminine dinner; a broiled chicken, maccaroni with cheese, Lyonaise potatoes, spinach, celery, Erie cheese, black coffee, and bottle of red wine.