Waterbury evening Democrat., 1893-05-17

know how to tell you about her." She
turns suddenly to him. How would
you feel if you were told you must
marry some one you had never seen in
your lifeP"
"Deuced uncomfortable" says carew,
promptly.
''Well, so does she," says Molly, re-
lapsing into dismal thought.
''Win you forgive me-" says he, eff I
say that 1 imagine the friend in this in
stance is yourself2''
''You are right" says she, modify,
"and to cousin hate cousins-don't
you9' 30.
'T'm not sure. have only one in the
world"
"Why, that is like me-" cried she
Sand a good thing, too, that 1 have
only one; 1 am certain that he Is the
most detestable man on earth"
"Ah, there / am more fortunate than
you," says he. IT know my cousin to
be the prettiest girl in the world"
"Beauty-what is beauty?" says she,
disdainfuny.
''It has its advantages" returns he,
Sententiously.
''Well, must be going home" says
Molly. She puts up her rod with his as
slstance, and then holds out her hand
frankly with charming little smile.
"Good-by." says she. ~ have to
thank you for the best part of my day.
But for you. l don't believe l should
ever have disentangled my cast. We
shall meet, daresay, at Lady Blan-
tyres. / am dining there tomorrow
night. Shall you be there?"
Il daresay," says he. He is beginning
to feel little uncomfortable. MAY
walk part of the way home with you?
Your basket
''Oh, no, thanks. If we do meet"
says she, n little shyly, Il should like to
know your name. Mine is Carew."
There is a decided pause. Then
''Must tell you now?" as ks he, with
an attempt at lightness he is far from
feeling; "or will you give me permission
to" tell it to you later on" he would
have said, but she interrupts him.
'Call?" suggests she.
For a moment he grasps at this re-
spite, and CdH-when he will be
sitting at dinner with her, in her own
home, in an hour or sol
Good Heavens! What is to be done?
"Of COURSE" begins she, a little cold
ly, ''if you don't wish-I-" and she
stops. 81 beg your pardon" concludes
she, frigidly.
Don't speak to me like thatr' en-.
treats the young man, desperately.
1.-The fact is" he hesitates, then takes
the fatal plunge. "My name is tho
same as yours," says he, in a low tone.
Dead silence follows upon this
Presently he looks at her.
"Am 1 beyond forgiveness?' asks he.
81 couldn't help it. I followed you
here; overheard every word you said
in the woman's cottage below. Molly"
gently, you have been told that I was
sent down here to-for Heavens sake'
-coloring hotly-"f forgive my imperti-
nence, but have to say ito marry
youl That is not tx1Sel knew moth.
ing of any such family arrangement
You will-you psast believe that!"
She does not answer him. She seems
Indeed quite taken up with some othes
and more wonderful thought.
"And so you are Dir iant" says she.
THAT unfortunately Is my name, "
returns he- II am afraid you will
never like me, because of IT,"
"Oh! do Mt know" She moves on q
step or two; but he stands still. She
looks back.
"As we are going the same way, you
may as well com with me-" said she, q
little coldly, however.
"Thanlt YOU"
They walk on together silently for
awhile. Then-''You will try not to
hate me, won't your" says he.
cone can't hate all in q moment" de-
murely.
lie catches her eye here, and some