The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1893-08-19
WESTMINSTER, MD, SATURDAY, AUGUST 19. 1898

"'Shall | see to your luggage, sir? said
porter respectfully. You've fifteen
minutes to wait.
''Mr Vernon turned to give the man
his orders and found his hand grasped
with extreme cordiality. The grasper
dropped his pinc-nez in his excitement.
1'My dear fellow. I'm so glad just to
have caught you. Let me congratulate
you on your appointment. 1 happened to
be able to do something the other day for
Sir Richard, and mentioned your came,
and the thing was soon done. But |
didn't want to say anything to you before
it was settled.
"Mr. Vernon's boyish face went very
red.
"'It is to you, then, Professor. that |
am indebted-
a'Not at all; not at ALL There is no
Indebtedness owe you much for all
your kindness to myself and To-
"a groan escaped from Mr.. Vernons 5
lips. 'Scottr he muttered TO himself,
what bounder am I
"The blue-serge figure turned.
Professor she said.
"'My dear Aggie, cried the Professor
with an earnestness quite unusual to him
now this is thoughtful of you. You got
my wire, and you have taken the trouble
to come up here 10 meet me. | was
afraid there wouldn't be time.
"'There was just time, said little Mrs.
Lumley slowly.
"'There was just time, repeated Yer
non, looking vacantly at the boOkstall.
He went to buy papers.
My DEAR said the Professor softly.
"'Frederick I
az heard most painful story down at
Hastings last night, and it has made me
think. A man once knew neglected his
wife, and she, poor woman-she has just
run away from him. When heard it
first | took no notice of it. Thinking
over it afterwards, | asked myself whether
l had always paid you oil the attention
you had right to expect.
"The face of the Professor looked quite
distinguished. The red dents on either
side of the bridge of his nose didn't seem
to matter in the least.
Let's begin to-day. Ill leave my
bag in the cloak-room and we'll go down
to St. Albans by coach.
"Mr. Vernon returned with an armful
of papers. The porter stood there with
his bags and rugs
"'This way, sir. Isn't the lady going?
"The Professor laughed heartily.
Let me say goodbye here, Mr.. Yer
non, please, said little Mrs. Lumley ca
gerly I'VE won't come on the platform
And hope-I hope you'll be very happy.
aHe seized her hand with a big gasp of
relief.
Goodbye, Vernon, goodbye, my dear
fellow cried the Professor; good luck,
and God bless you.
"'And God bless you : said Mr.. Yer
non earnestly, looking at them both. He
ran through the barrier to his train.
81 saw them driving off for the Metro
pole. They were seated close together
the Professor held her hand furtively neal
the rug; in their eyes there was look o.
content. I've seen good bit of life il
my time, and assure you that if | hadn
known them | should never have taker
them for man and wife. They looked
more like sweethearts. Kind of sweet
hearts, you know, who tumble in love 81
deeply that once in they never fall ou
again.
The southeast lion begged that this las
sentence might be repeated. The Gambler
we'll bus lion obliged, and the southeas
lion affected to be much amused and SHOOK
his sides.
@Oh dear, oh deaf, oh dear !" he cried
eNever fall out again" He wiped his eye
with his paw and simulated extreme exhaus
ton. "Oh, dear, your splendid jokes Dc
make me roar.