Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1886-12-05

paradise.
Now, it happened that Hardness returned
to Gsystown on the I2orning of the 5th, and
after lunch strolled into Lucy's quarters.
"Well, CID chap, how are your he de-
manded, pushing an easy chair a little
nearer to the fire.
"Oh, pretty fit, thanks" answered Lucy,
with shade more drawl than usual
"And how has the world used you
latelyp
"Oh, much as usuap-smoking very hard,
and looking fixedly at nothing"
"Ahl" murmured Hardness
For full ten minutes neither of Thorn said
one word; then Hardness voice sounded
through the fog Of tobacco smoke which
filed the little room.
Allows Miss Weylandi' he asked abruptly.
a believe she's oil right" answered Lucy,
in formal tone.
"You beliere" repeated Hardness, in as
constituent. "What! are you not going
there nowP
owe not-er-been vewry lately"
"Quarreedl' asked Hardness
"No-not exactly quarweled," returned
Lucy, awkwardly.
"Oh, a misunderstanding Oh, take my
advice, old man; get it made up at once.
Is she thinking about that little Irritation
Of yours in the summerF
II don't think So"
"Well, us l told you afterwards, l think
you behaved rather shabbily over that"
1T was not about that, said Lucy, dog
gedly. "Look here, Hardness, it's just this
she don't cawre little hang for me and
that's the whole secwret She as good as
I Z. \
suppose shall some day, but"-shaking his
head dolefully-"I don't feel like it just
now"
al shouldn't mind laying hundred that
she's desperately in love with YOU" Hank
ness declared.
Lucy shook his head again He know
better than that
"Oh no, Hardness; you'wre mistaken
quite mistaken, as you will see tonight
At pwresent, Tony Hartog is first fnvowrite
at Copplethwaite. Tho fellow positively
lives they're / don't think, though. that
sho wrealy cares about him" remembering
that Olive had admitted that there was
somebody else the very day on which he
had introduced Hartog TO her. Never for
ono moment did he suspect that it might be
Hardness himself.
And Hardness certainly did sec that night
n good many things, but not the one that
Lucy intended him. He saw that Olive was
looking lovely; that she was evidently
almost the victim OF Tony Eartoc's admira-
ton; that she was quite as evidently in
tensely relieved when the time came for her
TO dance with him. Not being n particu-
larry conceited man he never suspected for
n moment that he, of all men on tho face of
this wide earth, occupied the place which no
had always believed TO be filed by Lucy
II do think you are treating her badly, he
said, when they were smoking pipe to-
gether after it was all over.
"Badly-IP echoed Lucy, in establishment
"Well, perhaps not badly, but in n hard,
inconsiderate kind Of way-never going
near her, or asking her to dance, or any
thing. All girls like little atten ton ut an
affair like this"
Il did ask her." Lacy returned. "And she
-well-not pwrecisely wrefusei m', but she
told ma she had only one left-the last; and
then, she added, she didn't think they would
be staying SO late OF course ] thanked her
and came away"
"And didn't take It'll"
"oh, no; what was the goodi I-cr-toOk
the hint instead" with a miserable attempt
at indifference.
Hardness shook his head solemnly.
HPoor little soull She might we look 80
bored as she did at times You should have
asked her early in the evening, Gil not have
left her alone till an ass like D'Albiac or
bumptious idiot like Carnegie, had had n
chance of boring her into giving them
dances"
"If she had punted to give me one, she
would have kept some" Lucy persisted.
Il know she bad one vacant at supper
time-the fourteenth" Hardness asserted.
"Oh, yes know; but l was engaged to
Lady Mnwry for that, and / couldn't posi-
bly, thw.ow Lady Mawry over"
"Oh, sell, il she kept one, you couldn't
really, lnder the circumstance, expect more
than that. How fearfully hot the ballroom
was. Never danced in such a hot room in
all my life Positively, once or twice l
thought my tunic must have choked me.
ayes; il was vewry hot, Lucy agreed
"What an ass d Albiac isl' Hardness went
on, cheerfully. ut always seems to me such
a piece OF presumption-not 10 say con-
founded impudence-for p fellow who danes
what he calls 'deux.temps,' and looks like
sausage caperiug about by electricity, or
marionette. or something OF that kind, 70
90 taking up the waltz.s OF the best part
ncrs in the room. asked Miss Weyland
what she thought OF him She admitted
that she did not consider him exactly
cheerful sort of fellow
@'By the by, what did you talk aboutF
said L
@'Oh. 1 said the room was full she an
swered.
G'And them asked
II said il was warm she told me.
E'And thenF
G'Oh, then: oh, fell back on the tho
atres, and asked him IL he'd seen Nine.
Tussaud's lately
GBy Joye!1 Hardness continued, with
lauch. Anime. Tussaui's must have been
quite godsend. It's my opinion old DIAL
biac viii b. having a fit, or an attack OF
paralysis, before long. Hes left too much
TO 20 his own way since Bottles left tbs
regiment BootIes used TO act upon him
like a mustard roultice on an iDfamma-
tion-on tie counter-;rritant principle, you
know
SYes." returned Lucy, absentiy.
swell. I'm going to turn in now. Good
night, old fellow; or, rather, good morning,
for it is only quarter to six
%Good night" said Lucy.
At that moment Olive Weyla1d was Just
getting into her pretty, white-curtained
bed, so biissfully happy that sleep seemed
miles away from her. She never tried even
to close her eyes, but lay wide awake during
the rest of the night, thinking over it all
How gentle and tender and considerable he
had beenl How big and brave and honest
be was, Poor Olive, II she bad only
known the truth, that Harkness had but
looked after her because Lucy was the
friend Of his heart, and be hoped one day to
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