New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1893-01-22
smiled she continued, "Bnt have a special in

You will be extremely shocked if ten you
Moores surprise increased. What curious
girl YOU are
Yes. think ! must he" Size gazed up at
him now with a Gccp seriousre>s still" she
went on. you think you-you think YOU care
for me ?"
Think I am sure. 1t seems to me there is
nothing else care for in the world"
He spoke with impctuous' quickness.
"Oh. YES there is something else" lightly.
though with thr serious look still in her eyes
What is that2 But sou mistaken. Sa-
LONE" earnestly.
Am u But don't YOU care To sell large
bill of goods Isn't that what YOU call lt9"
Moore laughed joyfulw. He pressed his hand
over her clasped hands on his
WHO told YOU thatp" he asked Il believe
am a tolerably good drummer boy That's why
get good salary. That's why shall he able
TO take care bf you Sa0mc why. am able now,
we might be married directly. will ask your
mother Let us ask her now There is not tho
slightest use in waiting.
lie spoke hurredly. He had that fear
mon to lovers that something dreadful would i'm
mediatev happen 70 separate him from the
woman he loved
How foolish YOU arc" exclaimed tho girl in
response. Do YOU think ! am going TO be
hustled from one hand 10 another lke-wcll, like
bill of goods? No. indeed. l can't be married
for a long time to come"
why nos. ?"
There a thousand reasons"
"Give me ono Of them
Pm going TO he Mrs Darrahs amanuensis
for a number Of years. I'm learning shorthand
and typcwriting: ! intend TO be very useful TO
her"
Moore looked about him in the moonlight As
if hopcessly trying to find some answer TO Sa-
lomc's words. But he found none
About how many years-if may ask-do yon
expect to work for Mrs Darrah ?"
lie put this inquiry with a great appearance Of
calmncss.
Il haven't quite decided Several" was the
reply
"IIavc you signed a contract-have vou sold
yourself. they used to sell Themselves 10 Satan
with an increase of vehcmcncc.
Who used to sell themselves TO Satan. Mr..
Moore And Mrs. Darrah is very far from being
like Satan"
If she keeps YOU from me she is worse than
Satan" said Moore, with more sharpness in his
tone than the girl had ever heard before.
He made an uncomfortable gesture Of anger as
he continued. but what can YOU expect OF an
authorcss? Women have no business to -
Don't say ridiculous things, Mr.. Moore, in
terruptcd Salome, =" would write books myself
if could"
But You cant-thank fortune
I'm not so sure Of that. Sometimes feel as
if | could" was the reply
Moore tried to regain his temper lie could
hardly tell why he folt deeply irritatcd.
You know what Aphonse karr says" he re-
marked with some lghtn"s>.
.. No hat SaNS-lp:iSt
all Alphonsc Karr.'
He saws that a woman who writes a hook IS
| guilty Of two crimes she increases the number
| of books and decreases tho number of women
| Then hate Alphonse Kari!
| After this from Salomc there was silence IN"
| TWO continued 10 walk between the trees where
the moonlight fell in broad patches on the why
grass.
| The hound paced behind them.
| Salomc had now withdrawn her hand from her
/ companion's arm She looked removed from him
Noores nature was too essentially sweet Tor
| him TO remain long in anger. But this mc'tn'
was so different from what he had anticipated
| Je could hardly tell why he felt heartsore.
| How cooly Saome had spoken Of remaining
| number of years with Mrs. Darrah' OF course
| sho did not care for him at all as he cared for
her. lie did not suppose that women knew much
| about how 10 love Women were so cold, and
l
| and mysterious
| A. this point in his thoughts Moore took the
GIRLS hand and kissed il with the utmost gentle
| ness
Il suppose I've been wrong some way h" sad
Men are so stupid-that is, we are called stupid
| But you don't feel stupid" asked Salomc.
| don't let's speak in that way any more. "a
lone. YOU don't know how love YOU with
kindng eyes, and thought, hoped Dearest
do YOU think You do care for me 50 that in tim"
you will care great deal?
Salomc drew back. She pressed her hands TO-
gether while she looked at her lover
Don't you know how that will cnd?' sh'
asked Don't you know? 1t will end III my
loving Won infinitely more than you love me.
have read that-and now | am sure of it. Yes
| now | am Of it..
That is impossible. IMPOSSIBLE cried Moore
81 want TO tell YOU that /"
Salomc drew away with decided movement
You know told you I wanted to talk more
about that forger, she said.
Moore stared. His face fell He had poig-
nant sense of being baffled. He almost felt that
he was being trincd with. But when he saw
the girls face lie was more puzzled than ever
Tho vounr man made a great effort and took
himself in hand.
well" he responded, IL am ready 10 listen
10 all YOU lave TO say about the iorscr.'
Salomc now came little nearer.
did he feel very badly ?' she asked with
great interest.
! Yes he did"
Moore was deciding in his own mind that he
was entirely helpless in her hands And hc wa
remembering with Il kind of despalring thrill that
moment some DAYS ago when she had voluntarily
| told him that she loved him. 1t seemed to him
that he had thought of nothing but her words
her tore and her face when she had spoken
! thus
And now here she was insisting upon talking OF
| a.. .-;e.,,t;o incident He was very sOIry Inc