Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1893-05-05
THAT MYSTERY.

'.Now, Phil, really, what do you
like best-the white blouse or the
pinkT'
"My dearest Blanche, yon look
lovely in either"
"NO. but really9"
"And truly"
"You're too ridiculous, Phil" cried
Mrs. Lorimer, laughing. '.As lady's
maid you are not a success-go and
smoke your cigarette on the balcony,
aud I'll be ready in a second"
Mr.. Lorimer obeyed with the sub
mission and alarciiy of newly-madc
spouse, and, moreover, waited with
patience and resignation only to be
found in a man whose married life can
still be counted by weeks.
IL haven't been long have II" asked
his wife with delightful conviction,
when she returned after an interval,
land, oh, Phil, don't you think this is
the most perfectly lovely place on the
face of the earth?n
Mr.. Lorimers answer was somewl hat
wide Of the mark, and by no means
worthy Of record, but certainly Elem
on-Sea was delightful spot.
"Its delicious" repeated Mrs.
Lorimer, ccstaticallyi "but come,
Phil. Tn quite ready for my drivel
Oh, there, my shoe is nndone; do tie
it up for me-
Philip was kneeling at her feet, and
she was laughingly instruciing him in
the art of tying shoe lace, when, to
the unutterable confusion of both. the
room door opened aud a stranger stood
in the doorway.
"Excuse me, am afraid 1 haYo
made mistake"
Mr.. Lorimer jumped up, glaring at
the intruder savagely.
81 thought this was my room, No.
a."
"This is 94A," growled Lorimer.
"Your room is the next on the left. "
''Thank you; thousand pardons u
and with a courteous bow the stranger
withdrew.
"Idiotl" began Phil, but Mrs. Lori
mer Interrupted him.
"0h, did you ever see such hand
some man? He had a face like an
archangellY
"Archangel be be-pulverizedI Think
people might take the trouble to see
that they don't blunder into other
peoples rooms! Come along, Blanche.
the carriage is waitingt'
The evening passed pleasantly
enough, and when toward its close
Mr.. and Mrs. Lorimer lounged upon
their balcony In tho moonlight, it
seemed as if there could be nothing to
mar the delights of the best of all pos
sible words. Suddenly a terribly dis
cordant note was stuck.
"Listenl" whispered Blanche.
"Eh, what2" said Phil, whose whole
attention had been engrossed by his
companion, aud who, unlike her, had
not the feminine knack of doing two
things at the same time.
''Don't you hear some one talking
in the next room?'' whispered
Blanche.
"Well?D
''But they're quarreling; listenp'
"NOt I. Why shouldn't they quar-
rel if they like? Let's go ini"
But at that moment, woman's
voice, low and piteous, reached their
ears.
"Oh Frankl have you no pitya"
"There, didn't you hear?p whispered
Blanche, in awestruck tones.
eyes; and / don't mean to hear
any more. Como in, Blanche.'
GLOW stupid you are. Phil They
are in the next room, tell youp she
reiterated impatiently.
'cWhat of it2n
Mrs. LOrimer gave little petulant
stamp.
''There was no one with that gentle
man who came in here this afternoon.
and he was alone at table d'hotel Now,
do you understand
Phil gave low whistle, but before
he could make amy remark the wailing
voice reached them again.
Crank, don't force mel I cam
nOtI Twill not, 1t is too awfulls