The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1890-11-15
out of breath, with an ache in his side, and
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out of breath, with an ache in his side, and
gasping, he didn't know.
1t was nearly a mile. Small wonder that
when he did make out something ahead Of
him at last, things we're swimming before his
eyes, and his head was hot and buZZing.
The object was not buggy. 1t was person
and not recumbent person, either. 1t was
young woman on her feet, hurrying toward
him. 1t was Miss Faulkner.
''Mr. Corwin," she called out, breathlessly
-''oh. did you think 1 was killed2 How
absurd it was Nothing but newspaper.
But how the horse vent How you look! I!
You've run all the way How could your
She had dropped down on the grass, and she
pulled him down beside her in her excitement.
81 believe you've nearly killed yourself ~
she cried. "What did you dothat for? Take
off your hat and loosen your collar, can't you?
You're purple"
thought should find you lying dead some
where. saw your hat back there"
THAT come off, of course" ;" said Miss Faulk-
ner.
She was half pouting.
Didn't you think had a bit of nerve to lei
myself be killed Just by a frightened horse?
The idea L just sat still and held the lines
with all my might. and let him go till he got
tired. knew he'd stop some time. He's up
there under that big maple. See him? tied
him to the fence, and came back to meet you.
| thought you'd be-worried, said Miss Faulk-
ner, demurely.
"But you're pluckyp' Dick cried, his heart
humping little less furiously.
"Why, not so awfully," said Miss Faulkner,
turning her clear eyes upon him rather inn
patiently. Anything else would have been
stupid, you know. And why shouldn't l
and / drive all over Harrington every day"
"Farrington?' said Dick, blankly.
"Don't go back to omonosyllables. Mr.. Corwin"
Miss Faulkner said, wickedly. "Yes, Earring
ton. Why not? l live there; I've lived there
nineteen years and three months. Mr.. Corwin."
"In Harrington ?" said poor Dick, dazedly.
"My sister said you were from the city"
Hardly. Harrington has only ten thousand
inhabitants, you know" said Miss Faulkner.
rs that the reason you were afraid Of me,
Mr.. Corwin?"
She lowered her mischievous eyes.
'That and few other things" said Dick.
Talk 1t would be hard to stop talking now.
"She said you see, that somebody else had
said that you were awfully rich and high-and-
mighty, and been to Europe twice, and Well,
if it had all been true, needn't have behaved
like a numbskull. But I'm bashful naturally.
Miss Faulkner, and was about ratified out of
my wits. That's the truth of it, Miss Faulk-
ner."
She up threw both hands and her pretty
round chin.
II almost believe somebody has been max
ing fun of me-" she vowed. Europe? We
had to economic rather to do that Father
has hardware store, and not such very pros
porous one, either. Therel Am 1 candid
enough for you? Are you afraid ofme now?"
What was the matter with the handsome,
blithe girl?
She was smiling brightly, but her dark eyes
were almost misty. Dick did not know then,
but time came when he did. He had felt the
power of her delicate beauty, her brightness,
her sweetness-and there was an answering
thrill in her own heart.
liam not afraid of you," Dick said, gently.
''And l know now where saw you before.
1t was in Harrington, long while ago, but
have never forgotten you, Miss Faulkner"
And he looked down to her, and she dropped
her conscious eyes to her lap. And it did not
occur to them to drive back till Jim Gardner
and Carrie came in sight down the road.
Dicks shyness was not wholly eradl-
Gated. 1t was five long months afterward that
he came home from Harrington and told his
sister that he had left a ring there, and on
Maggy Faulkner's hand.
I'VE liked each other from the very frst,"
he said, simply. "Only that story or yours
came near settling things; the horse ran away
in the nick of time.'
ut wasn't mine, Dick" said Carrie. (She
and Jim had been married in September.) 1T
was Sally Decker that said it, you know. and
she always mixes things up. 1t was your own
fault if you believed it; didn't"