The Washington critic., 1886-10-23
tefore-.they had only looked at each

before-they had only looked at each
other.
"Oh, yes" he interrupted, rubbing
away vigorously with the sponge, "I'm
going TO be your neighbor for year,
perhaps more-thnt is, if I'm sue
cessful, and you stay here; and neigh
bors ought to be neighbOrly, you
know" polishing with all his might
and main with the chamois.
"You are very kind, very kind, in.
deed; but IL Mrs. Feeze," again began
Cyrilla Ann, to be again interrupted
by the impetuous young man. "She
WON'T she's only been gone ten min
utes, and she always stays an hour or
two"--sponge actively employed. T'm
from Congreve's, large establishment
on Sixth Avenue; was with that firm
ten years; haven't a relation that |
know of In the world, but I've man
aged to get along very well all the
same'-chamois in requisition once
more.
I'm from the orphan asylum; been
here eight years" came from Cyrilla
AIMS side of the house as she brought
her strength and damp cloth to bear
on an obdurate spot, land haven't
any relations that know Of, either;
and, OH I'M so afraid she II come back;
do 90 away. I'm much obliged to you,
but 60 away, please" and she raised
her pretty gray eyes to his face with
pleading look that made him more in.
clincd TO stay than ever.
"Well, If she should" he replied,
looking down upon her-he was at
least six feet tall-'you just rely upon
me for making 1t all right. ] can
pocket the sponge and chamois Ia an
instant and forget whether she wanted
her shoes half.soled or not in the same
space of time. But, as / said before,
she won't, and I'm not going to have
any young woman freezing herself to
death If / can help 1t. There, that
windows done, and we'll fly to the
next"
They flew to the next, and both
worked in silence for few moments,
Then said the extremely neighborly
neighbor, II 'spose you know my name,
If you don't, that's 1t on the sign over
the store"
Cyrilla paused, newspaper in her
hand, and putting her head on one
side, glanced at the sign and read out
slowly, Saul. j. Benson" though she
could have read IL just as well, sly lit.
tie thing, without looking over the way
at all.
YES, Saul J. Benson" he repeated
''and yours is Cyrilla Ann-some-
thing"
"IIow did you know that" asked
Cyrilla Ann, arching her arched eye.
brows still more
ooh, I've heard your gentle lady
scream it at you time and again
But" standing off to study the effect
Of his labor-"she didn't scream your
last name"
"It's-well-it' queer, awful queer,
that it should be, but it's almost the
same as yours. If yours had t. in.
stead of an s. or mine had an s. in.
stead of It, they'd be exactly alike" "
said Cyrilla Ann, with her dimplc at
its loveliest.
THAT is odd, now, isn't it?" said
Saul j. Benson; "and so If we should
fall in love with each other and get
married you'd scarcely change your
name, would you? There, that win.
dow's done, too. Don't they shine,
thought And they ought to, for tell
you what, ] served long apprentice.
ship to window cleaning. Good. by;
and. say, may come over TO see you
some evening? Best of references from
late employers"
T-don't-know," stammered Cyril
la Ann, "she might not"
Bother she. I'll come If you are
willing" and he disappeared as sud
denly as he had appeared. But that
wasn't the last of 1t. by no means.
Cyrilla Ann too disappeared one bright
day few months after, to reappear
over the way in the character of Mrs.
Saul j. Benson. And when last called
on her she had in her arms the prettiest
girl baby you ever saw, although Mrs.
Feeze did say when she first saw it,
"Another of them ridiculous dimples."
But, perhaps, being so very young, the
child may outgrow it Demorests
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