San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-11-04
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"Oh, mol" She made this response
very eagerly. Don't wait. because
something might come in the way. But
if you would settle to go on with it
about four O'Clock tomorrow, then you
just let me come, you know, if l could"
every we'll"
And then neither of them said any
more, and Gabrielle babe good-by to
Mrs. Gilbert.
Il will open the gate for you, /" he said
next moment; and they walked down
the garden path together.
When they reached the gate, with
scarcely perceptible hesitation, she held
out her hand to him. He had intended,
and had even rather pointedly shown
his intention, only to bow to her, but
when she offered him her hand, though
he was conscious of the hesitation with
| which it was done, he had no choice but
to accept it. So he touched it, though
cOldly and proudly enough.
In another moment the church clock
| struck five. and she exclaimed quickly
"Oh, shall be latel" and with part
| ing smile to him, that lowered dubious
ly between cordiality and condescen-
sion. she hurried away.
| IL ~ uOiic, anu IcptHU, lt16 young
| man said as he turned back to the house;
with rather a scornful laugh; and he
laughed again in much the same way
minute afterward when his mother
began to talk to him about Gabrielle,
and to praise her to him for her pleas
ant simple ways.
my dear, call her proud!" Mrs. Gil
bert said. you're ten times prouder
than she is. l was vexed with you just
now, George, when you wouldn't ask
| her to come back,-leaving your old
mother to do it, and even then never
saying word"
"Why should ask her to come backp"
he replied to this reprOach, giving as he
spoke that rather bitter laugh. "She
| would come if she wanted to do it with
| out being invited. You need have been
under no apprehension, mother. She
has too keen an appreciation Of the
honor Of her visits to have any hesita-
ton about paying them. am only
sorry that in the end l said anything to
her about coming again. 1t was mis-
take. 1t is not much matter, however,
for she is very little likely to come"
But George Gilbert was wrong, for
she did come. Perhaps she could hard
ly have quite told what made her walk
to the blacksmith's cottage again on
the following afternoon, for in her heart
she too was little veXed that anything
had been said about her going back; she
had begun to think again that this sit
| ting by the young engineers side had
not been quite dignifed proceeding on
her part. And yet she did not like to
break her engagement to go back, be-
cause somehow she had an instructive
| feeling that, if she broke it, he would
understand why she broke it, and she
| did not want him to understand. For
though Gabrielle was proud enough to
resent the assumption that George Gill
bert was her equal, she had enough del
| icacy of feeling to make her shrink
| from the thought of openly doing
anything that should seem to say to
him that she did not consider him her
equal,-and in his own house especially
she shrank from the thought of doing
such thing. ...
So, TO certain extent unwillingly,-
half angry with herself, and little
angry too with him, and yet remember
ing through it all that half hour on the
preceding day had been pleasant one,
and that, let George Gilbert be what he
liked, gentleman or blacksmith's son,
he was man worth talking to,-with
this rather curious mixture Of feelings
she took her second walk to the Gil
berts' cottage.
And perhaps, that day,-after she had
sat for the second time beside him, and
had watched him at his work, and lis
tened and talked to him for an hour
perhaps when she went away the young
man felt less disposed than he had done
on the previous afternoon to be con-
temptuous of her affability and courte-
BUSINESS.
"You must let me keep the watch for
few days to regulate it," he told her
when he had got his work upon it finish
ed; and he put it into his waistcoat
pocket, and carried it about with him,
and more than once while he retained
possession of it he took it out and look
ed at it.. and touched the works again,
and regarded the little plaything rather
gently.
will you be able to make it go right,
| dear?" his mother asked him on one of
| that occasions, and he looked up from
his occupation with a sudden smile.
LAY. ay,n he said; IN make it go
right for her ,-never fear"
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