New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1893-02-12

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No. indeed" was the response mot ANYTHING
to do with morals
Saome let 90 her companions hand Her whole
figure seemed to droop for moment.
cannot understand things she explained AT
last. " try TO reason. When recall! the old
teaching received. try 70 repent. But don't
repent in the least"
But don't you feel sorry that you did that >"
asked Miss Nunally
No. I only feel sorry if those love are going
10 be Srevcd when they know it,"
Then don't tell them. | judge that my aunt
has cOndoncd the offence 1t all rests with you
whether il be known or not
Yes said Salome III all rests with me-"
After this nothing more was said on the subject
Indeed, hardly anything said on any subject
The two girls landed at the wharf and walked up
to the Ponce de Leon. Salomo went directly to
Mrs Darrah. feeling that sine had been very re-
miss. But that lady was not disposed toward re-
proof Of any kind She had been doing among
her cushions. but she thought she had been think
ing over her novel. This thought gave her sense
of having been attending to duty. and consc luenlv
made her good-natured Besides, she never
Salomc without an awakening Of keencst interest
in her as specimen Of the human race. As a
specimen Mrs. Darrah often told herself Miss
Gerry exceeded anything she had ever had occa-
sion to study. The elder woman was always think
ing Of the forgery, and trying TO ser some indica-
tons in the girls face manner that she had
done snch q thing.
While she thus furtvcly watched her. the au-
thoresS made a great many notes in that book de-
voted to feminine traits. But when she looked
over those notes she found them particularly nan"
and pointless Once she dashed her pen through
a page Of them. thinking she did so that she
had never before found words inefficient.
And yet" she said aloud. there is the girl
with that battling face that vet seems IA clear as
q lake. and here am with nothing to do but to
'tudv her. | wonder what Portia thinks of h"r
Portia is sharp kind Of girl. will ask her. "
And she did asl, her niece that very night after
Salome had gone TO bed in the room provided for
her near Mrs. Darrah
81 suppose Won feel acquainted with Miss Ger
~ don't Won ." was the inquiry.
"Are you asking that question for the sake of
material Aunt Florence" was Miss Nunallvs re-
Spouse, or inst in human kind Of way ~
Mrs Darrah flushed with anger.
We will call it human kind Of way she
answered. What do Won think of Miss Gerry -
Mrs Darrah thought there som" agitation
| in her nie"e's manner. Tho Girl rose and walked
to the desk she began lifting some leaves of
manuscript which Salome had written. The clear
| handwriting flashed mp at her somehow like a
| glance from Salome herself. She stepped away
but still her eyes remained on that writing and it
| Influenced her something as the presence Of the
writer Influenced her
II could I've very fond Of hor- she said AZ last.
so could l." returned Mrs. Darrah quickly
But that isn't Of any consequence
| Pardon me, Aunt Florence" said Portia with
her touch of insolence. but it is of the greatest
| %harT h.. fop IF nv
| or not For instance, think Of the difference it
would make if could be fond Of Major Root
| "Pshaw! That isn't necessary. You will be
| fond of the diamonds he gives you
"Yes: and so, perhaps. shall spare his life
| for a time"
| Portia turned again and walked about the room
II seemed impossible for her TO keep nuict.
what do you think Of Miss Gcrry'' persisted
| Mrs Darrah.
Miss Nunally paused with her hands claspcd be-
| hind her She did not smile in the leas; as she
replied
| Think Of Miss Gerry I think a thousand
| things: and five hundred Of those things contra
dict the other FIVE hundred
Mrs Darrah sat upright as she did when par
| ticulary Interested.
/ THAT is exactly az it is with mo- she cried
How strange But Porta, m sure know the
| secret Of it all
ado Won? Then wish you would tell me-; fol
don't know it,, the response
1T is this-do hand me that blue notebook
are you listening''
81 am certainly listening. Don't put me OF IKE
one Of your continued stories
Mrs. Darrah did not notice this remark She
held her pencil poised over her book.
Miss Gerry is a Ncw-England girl"
Portia nodded impatently.
"Shc was brought up by typical Ncw-England
woman"
Another impatient nod.
But" said Mrs Darrah with great imprcssiv e
ness, Miss Gerry had preat-grandlather wh'
was anything but a New-England man.
Portia began walking again.
THAT is very convenient she said. "WheI
do anything evil shall ascribe the tendency e
some grandparents but when do anything cool
which rarely happens to me. l will say the deco
comes from my own individual self suppose
we have individual selves. Aunt Florence, as wei
as inherited proclivitcs. haven't wc?7
az don't know" replied Mrs Darrah blankly
I "Then write book about it, said Portia
fippantly repeating the advice she liked TO give
her aunt. She turned toward the door. Sh'
paused with her face avertcd There was IL"
cdrd Look of pain on that face, but her tone va
still fppant she said
II could sometimes wish most earnestly that
had had prcat-gra ndfather: and that people woul
remember him when they judge me. Goodnight
Aunt Florence
Mrs Darrah eazed at the drapcry that had falle'
over the door by which her niece had left her.
She was thinking that it would be a great dea
better if Forta did care little for Major Root
since she was going TO marry lin. But she con
cluded her thought by saying to herself:
ut is her own choice, however, ana then sh'
added, 1t was Miss Gerrys choice to forge.
And by this time she had fully decided not y
make any entry in her notebook. When the mine
travels in a "vicous circle the mind is rot in