Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1893-03-03
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A STRONG MINDED COQUET7E.


looked carelessly at his companion oppo-
site him. After the first glance, how
ever, his gaze grew steady, and he be-
gan to carefully study her as she sat, all
unconscious, before him. They we're
young people who had met less than
two months ago in this lovely country
home, she as the guest of the daughter
of the house, he as an old friend of
James Carruthers, Jr. They had in-
terested each other from the very first,
and yet no two people ever strove more
studiously to hide the fact; it seemed
intuitive that they should each quietly
but efectually appear to be wholly in.
different to each other
But this morning Mr., Kensett found
her apparently absorbed in a late maya
zine, and he took the opportunity of
infinitely observing her He began with
her slippered toes, peeping daintily from
beneath the puff at the foot of her dress
Then he gradually followed up the pref
ty morning gown. pausing awhile over
the slender hands holding the book, aud
then rising at last'to .he crown Of il all
the sweet little pink and white face,
bent in perplexed attention over tho
page. Mr. Kensett smiled, even lit
tie more tcnderly than he would have
cared to own, and cautiousl y twisted
about till his eye fell on the page so oc-
cupying her and read "a New View Of
WomaD's Sphere
As he settled back into his place, all
so gradually that she did not dream Of
bis doing anything but being seldshly
absorbed in bis great sheet, smelling too
vlely of printers ink to suit her dainty
little nose, be smiled again.
"What docs she--little curly head
know of "womans sphere 7" be men
tally pondered. "Eer only sphere
seemed to be to give fellow most
dazing took out Of her big blue eyes,
and then, when he feels little encour-
aged, to suddenly deluge him with such
Niagara Of cold water as to completely
undo him. Jove | never felt so small
in my life as when, last night on the
stairs, she drew back her skirts when
went to walk beside her, as if | should
contaminate her if I touched even the
hem of her garment And the way, too,
that she sbrank back---as naughty as
Esther
"They say she measures barely five
feet, but | think that she put my six in
the least space they ever occupied be-
fore. Why does she hate INC so, won
del ? I'm bad enough, | know; but
most girls seem to be glad enough to
take me, shortcomings and all. Pm not
ugly, I'm not poor, Pm not stupid
Ny family is good, and she knows all
that, for bribed jamie to accidentally
@ mention it the second night we we're
here. wonder If she knows that she
makes me uncomfortable | wonder
if-but, bah what really wonder now
is what she knows Of wonan's sphere y
He coughed. She did not move. lie
ratified bis paper. She was totally OBJ
livious. He upset little vase at his
elbow, and yet she remained immovable
How he wished that ii had been full oil
water-maybe baptism might arouse
her. As last resort, he kicked his
hassock until il rolled over against her
chair; but even at this rudeness she
simply moved her tiny foot and went
on reading. Mr.. Kensett leaned back
in WORKOUT resignation. Apparently
"woman's sphere" would not DO for
sakon for anything less than an earth
quake.
miss Lee -
She laid her book ia her lap, folded
her two hands over it, and, as innocen
as a child, raised her blue eyes TO his
Her calm was as unexpected as il wa
perfect, and be was instantly at loss
how to proceed Why hadn't he though
out bis course Of action before he bat
spoken TO herr He moved 10 his chat
uneasily and would have given his lif
to know whether she really was as in
nocent as she seemed, or was inward.
laughing at his discomfort. Neverthe
less, be must say something, and sine
woman and her flirting had been til
last subject disturbing him, he yer
naturally aoundcred into it.
happened upon some of Jamie's oil
school books last night" he at lengt
vcntured.
did you p she asked, just as quiet
as il bis remark bad not been about III
most foreign one that could have poss
} bly, have been offered at that time. II
saw the awkwardness, but il was u
late; even tact left him, and he col
tinued, desperately:
"And | came upon an old poem
] nnn nf III. ranhnrn unriInhl. MaiL