Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-01-18

the problem of the ticket All, why
should she make herself petty trouble
seeking to mislead him, when soon or
late, he was sure to find her? sudden
hot shame burning all over her with
q sneakinG consciousness that she want
cd him to find her soon. Great heaven!
was she then so weak in spirit that
she could run away, but hoping to be
followed? And could it be-with bitter
self contempt--that already she was
nursing IL fantv of one day taking him to
her heart again, when he came pleading?
Let her go buy her ticket and away!
And yet she hcsitated to take this final
step. realizing. with fierce impotent an
ger, what her hesitation meant In the
enforced quiet of her journey, some
where, somehow, in those hours of brood
ing thought, the hot fame of her fury
had gone ont, and now the reaction was
come. She had not grown tender or
forgiving; she was sore and sullen, feel
ing how weak she was, how helpless to
keep her heart from turning back to
him; her anger burning but the more
furiously in the consciousness that, how
ever she desplsed him, she yet could not
break free from the love of him. But at
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despicable weakness; she would go on,
setting her teeth hard and resoluSely
turning back toward the ticket Office.
A step had faltered beside her I'M
needed, and now hand was suddenly
| put out to detain her.
"Nita-Cousin Nita, what luck to meet
! you here" exclaimed IL young man eager
! ly, yet with certain difidencc. as if not
| quite sure of his welcome.
Gray Van Zandt! you: in breath
less surprise, staring at him with wide
eyed incredulity. 1T is not possible? |
| thought you were in Paris"
IL NY que les morris qui ne review
nent pas" he gayly retorted, seizing the
hand she surprisedly held out in a close,
caressing pressure. Il was in Paris; but
now am here. 1t is not my ghost,
can assure yon. And how do you happen
here? Is your husband with your"
The surprise was the one touch of
nature needed upon her overweight
nerves. "Oh, how glad-how glad
| ami" she exclaimed, in tone that left
no doubt Of her sincerity, even though as
| she spoke she covered her face and burst
| into passionate weeping.
Gray Van Zandt, who had been fond
of her from his boyhood, who had once,
| indeed, thought his life ruined through
hopeless love of her, was as distressed as
amazed. ''Nita, for heavens sake
what on earth is the matter? Don't,
dear-pleasc DON'T" he begged, while,
with great presence of mind, he caught
her sun umbrella and held it to shield
her from curious eyes.
1T is nothing but the surprise. You
came upon ME so suddenly. And-of
course YOU know that people sometimes
cry for lov." smiling TREMENDOUSLY up at
him.
"Wcil, ii never happened to como IN
der my observation BEFORE regarding
her obviously; land if it is all the same
to you, Mia, must say would rather
DO greeted with smiles"
"Wcll, so you SHALL" with little con.
Trajectory sob. And is Aunt Martha
with YOU
with me. Heaven forbid! But if
that was your idea can understand
your tears" he returned lightly, but
searching her face with earnest, anxious
eyes And is Donald with your
1T would hardly do for me to say
Heaven forbid" would it," with an eff
fort NJ rlayfula-ss that sat but lamely
upon li9r. il,t nc isn't"
Ana i:oW 10 happen to lind you in
Tins out ii the way place Where are
you bound"
"'Out Of the way place! this-'the
PittsburS Of the West! Pueblo would
hang You in cffigy if your hlaSphemy
were overheard
Gray shrugged his shoulders with ;
comm~h.r~.>t. -I;.,!rror rpnt5'upI ut TN,
vi,j IT, tpwu Pat would yun min'
sayin- wLatHcr You are travelling TOWARD
u,aue away:
Il 1u going home. and, OF course, YOU
are going with me" having gained time
= 10 MAKE mp her mind.
. Thanks. Then il we arc going T.,
, this train we would better get on board
The porter said only twenty minutes 70
refreshments and" looking al his watch
seventeen Of them are gone.
! And you have had nothing IL c.t!" il
+ CONSERVATION, with It womau's instinc
tive concern for the material comfort 0
| those belonging 10 her.
, Il will have the porter rustic Il l1ncl
and bring it 10 us on board. Are tines
+ all the traps you have taking her hand
! bag and sun umbrella.
Are those rot enough for Il reasona
t bic woman" lightly 1t might be en-
: barrlssiug 10 explain the presence of tn
:. trunk. She could telegraph back for il
] &c Speak of angels. ct .cotera," e1
, claimed Gray, by and by, when the trai
1 was on its WAY, almost incredulously re
I gardiug Anita across the narrow ca
; table, while sho slipped Il glass Of clare
+, and played with Il sandwich. 1t seem
: incredible even now. had just starte
Q to wire You at Orodclphia that l wa
I coming, when. as ii had rubbed Alat
t. din's lamp, there you stood before ms
You have not explained Vet how 70
n happened to be there"
j NO" hcsitating 4 little. Well, 20
y know thar Aunt Martha wrote that 81
: was probably coming
~ And then she exercised her woman