The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-04-24
THE QUARREL.

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close, and the twilight, which would proba-
bly, light up country hillsides for some time
with purple sofiness was already eclipsed
In the city with glariDg gas-lights-and
Lillian Graham chung closer to her friends
eide, with almost q sensation of terror.
Il had no idea it was go late, Effie," she
'sid to Mrs. Wallis, her companion. "Oh,
90 let Us hrrry home"
Don't be nervous" laughed merry little
MIs. Wallis. were only half dozen blocks
away from home at the farthest. l like to
lie out in the twilight once in a while my.
self; it gives one spicy sense OF adventure"
But Lillian was made of different stuff.
There was something clineiDgan dependent
in her nature, and the growing darkness ap-
palled her.
oh, am so glad,' she exclaimed, with q
sudden, Joyous information of her voice
Meredith Allstcn is coming. He will see
Us safe home.''
AS she spoke tai figure approached the
figure OF a gentleman walking rapidly down
the street. with the lamp-lieht shining full
upon bis dark eyes and regular features.
Mr. Allston Meredith
But TO Lillian surprise the gentleman
took no notice OF her hesitati0g summons
but passed her, looking into her eager,
flushed face, with the careless glance of IN.
recognition.
She drew herself baughtily, and bit her
lips
speaking" she ssid, if had only known
that Mr. Allston does not know his acqualnt-
sDcss il the street,
Il dare say he was thinking of aomething
else" said Ellie Wallis. apologetically
But called his name, persisted Lillian,
a h. ort a1r fr,II In r,,s
Well. yon should call him to an account
fcr it when be comes to night"
II have bali q mind not TO see him"
That would be nonsense" said sensible
Mrs. Wallis. Come along; we shall bs at
bone in two minutes.'
Lillian Graham looked very pretty as she
sat in her fathers drawing room that night,
with the soft light rom the chandelier
streaming round her sls nder figure. She was
blonde, OF that rare type of beauty which
nossts q complexion Ike damask roses, and
hair OF shining gold, in contrast to eyes of
The darkest hazel. and the somewhat plain
face of Mrs.. Wallis served as an unconscious
foil to set off her own young loveliness.
Mr.. Allston's face frightened rs he en-
tered the room a few minutes after the
little ormolu time-piece on the clock had
struck s.
"You are looking very well, Lillian" he
said, with something OF the conscious pride
of proprietorship.
Lillian bit her lip.
'You did not stop to think about my looks
when l really needed your escort this even.
lre," che said, little co!dly.
He looked at her in establishment
Il don't know what you mean, Lilian?'
Were you not on Sixth avenue this even
ing, between and 7g'
No; L was not"
Miss Graham's cheeks flushed.
Mr.. Allston, L can hardly discredit the
q 4 fnl
Jon. and so did Mrs. Wallisi'
He locked panied, but offered no furthar
explanation of the INV stery.
Are you ready for the concertr' he
II have changed my mind" she said
briefly: II don't wan. to gol"
"Lilianip
The truth is," she said, rising to her feet
and playing with the gold chain which was
looped around her neck, II do not care to
go out with gentleman who seems to re-
pose so little confidence in me-"
Mr.. Allston bowed his submission to her
fat.
Very well" he said, quietly. az can not.
of course, dispute your decision. / wish
You very good evening"
But little Lillian found the hours by the
domestic freside o little dull after the de-
parture of her offended preux chevalier.
II wish hadn't been so cross with him."
she faid, Struggling her pretty shoulders re-
morsefuliy. "Effie, let's ask papa to take Us
TO the opers; We shall be in time for the last
two acte.''
Just as you choose" said Ellie Wallis,
Who was rot unsccustomed to the sud-
den csprices of her pretty little cousins
mind.
The Operations was crowded, out the
party with difficulty four seats at the
back OF the dress c'rcle-but Lillian was
hardly seated before she pressed her cousins
arm.
fis, look tbere-in the parquetie-clcse
to the orchestra stalls
Yes, ssid Mrs. Wells. ST sect is Mr..
Ailsion; bat that's TO reason why you should
pinch ne black and blue | suppose a
.cbooseSi'
Il hope he Won't see u.s." said Lillian, in
tore which might easily have been inter
pretsd as directly contrary to her words,
He cant unless he has eyes in the back
Of his head" said Mrs. Wallis. do keep
still, and let me hear Ssntrsllo sing this de.
licicus solo,"
Lillian was delighted when she mat Mr.
Aliston the next morning on Broadway.
Il hope you enjoyed yourself last night
she raid demuIelv.
answered, with . smile. 81 spent the even.
ing at home, over my books and retired yery
II beg your pardon" said Lillian. won
were at the opera, tor saw You there"
AT what operas"
Era Diavolol''
"You are mistaken, LiIianln
II am not mistaken" she answered posi.
lively. II ssw you there. and Efis did.