The Providence news. (Providence [R.I.]) 1891-1906, 1893-10-17

i GOODNESS khkt{ l0htu inflrT bituus ~ III
my recollection as the most delightful i
have ever had. There was y greater variety
of dishes than at "a lunch, and each-espe-
cially "A wonderful gateau prepared express
" for me-was a fresh surprise. The can
dies, clustered round a boquet Of bright
flowers and delicate grasses, shed a soft
light over the table, the silver glittered, and
the wine shone like ruby In the glasses. IL
afforded me great satisfaction to be able,
after one or two little accidents, TO hold my
knife and fork as Taras did, TO forego the
habit of resting my elbows on the table,
and to find that after all, thanks to my
large French serviette, ] had not made q
si:gle spot on my new gown.
When we had finished our little cups OF
black coffee. / ventured 20 ask Taras what
he usually did in the evening.
"Well, usually ! saunter along the en-
bankment for half an hour or So" he re-
piled.
would you mind me a-goin along with
you Jest for oncei" | asked.
lie glanced at my dress with a moments
hesitation, and then. overcoming his
sualms, said that he should be very happy
10 take me.
jest you wait a bit, said !, jumping up.
"Ill be down In a jiffy."
The 'jiny." i fear. must have been .
rather tedious one to Taras, but ut length
j came down in my dark skirt, my sealskin
jacket and toque and . pair of pale kid
gloves.
"What dye think of me now'" 1 asked
In exultation.
Taras purposely restrained himself from
saying all he felt, for fear that praise might
do more harm than good at this time. and
j felt a little disappointment when he said
very quietly that my dress was ladylike and
graceful.
We walked over Westminster bridge and
along the embankment TO the temple and
then back. Ny walking boots were tight
and pinched my feet cruelty, but bad the
pain been 10 times sharper I could have
borne il cheerfully and without n murmur.
Indeed I almost sxulted in this suffering
and In the effort TO conceal the slightest
trace of It from Taras, with the feeling in a
minor degree Of a martyr enduring torture
for a great cause. The gain to me was moth.
Ing less than tremendous. But yesterday
girls stopped TO laugh in my face and jeer
at my erotcsque distress; now they glanced
at me with looks of envy. There was moth
Ing ludicrous in my appearance, nothing
anomalous In my walking beside a well
dressed gentleman. / appeared to be his
equal.
Taras himself seemed pleased to have Q
companion totalk to-not that / said much,
for was unused TO taking any part In con
versation; my powers Of forming ideas and
expressing them were wholly undeveloped,
and my chief anxiety was TO hold my shout
ders back like Miss Hopkins and to find a
gait which was neither shutting nor ierky.
He knew my inability TO talk. and 80 kept
up an easy running chat which called for
nothing beyond yes or mo" on my part.
] remember he told me the history of Mer |
Lucas llfe-how years ago she had starved
with her husband in besieged Paris, when
even the rich could not get food; how abe
had fought beside him on the barricades
where he was killed; how she herself mar
rowly escaped being shot with other com
munists only TO be transported TO an island
thousands of miles from her country and
friends, and how, on her return TO Paris,
she found her children dead and not a friend
to help hor.
"She don't look like as IL she'd gone
through all Chat" said /.
mo; time brings forgetfulness, thank
Godp" he replied. But IL struck me even
then that the old woman owed more TO his
humanity than 10 time.
~ tAOOA lie nit On LnO |
knocker ~ we reached our door.
Come in. I am glad to Gee you," said
Taras, opening the door with his key, and
then, AZ we entered the living ROOM, he in
troduced Us in the simplest manner.
Barry kavanagh-Aura."
He was a handsome observation-disclosures
IA Taras in some respects. but OF a differ
ent type. He WAS slighter, more delicately
nodded with long. perfectly regular fea-
lures, a dark skin, blacks hair and mus.
tache and tho l~opeliess soft, sleepy eyes OF
deep brown. He WIS 10 years older than
Taras, but he looked still more, lacking
that expansive y. m plicity which gave youth
To my friends face, Their dress alone dis
tinguished the different character of the
two. Taras in bis loose. light tweed suit,
nannsl shirt and soft, carelessly tied neck.
erchie', looked like q worker. K~avsnaeh's
tight Citing DARK coat, rigid collar and
scarf aud perfect gloves gave him the air
OF 4 well TO do idler-a man Of the world
ard society.
He inclined bis head TO me withsserious
courtesy and n certain homage in his re-
gard which every friend 81 Taras com.
nanded from those who knew him. did
not even nod In reply, but setting my hrsads
behind me leansd against the wall and
i'ONNu az MN Win, 4 rear, very Ill con- |
coaled dislike, the warmth with which
Taras greeted him having aroused the first
hostile sense Of jealousy In my breast.
The two men spoke lightly on general
topics, while Taras brought out cigars and
n spirit case, kavansgh. with studious DO
likeness, framing his phrases to include me
and inviting me by an occasional glance TO
join in the conversation, but | lolled against
the wall in moody silence and stared az
him under my bent brows for response.
A. length 1sras, percciving that his visitor
remained standing. said to me with a
laugh,
Barry Kavansgh will never sit down
while you stand, Aura"
earn aw'yi" ! said in a husky, cultural
tone Of disgust. What 'olds I'm, lie
amt 'bliged for 10 stand cause ! chooses TO.
10 hein
That pretty little speech coming from the
lips OF al elegantly dressed young lady and
the friend Of Tsras must ave given kaya.
nagh quite q shock, and indeed, despite the
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