The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1894-09-03

e1On. In truth he was thinking what
wonderful lashes she had, and how be-
coming q flush OF excitement could be
TO q clear, pale skin.
ssYou assert, = she continued warmly,
'sthat il liz ridiculous TO suppose that q
man and woman of the world could fall
in love at first sight, as ! make my hero
and heroine do. and that such proceed
ings are limited to boys and girls In
their teens and the pages of penny fc-
tion. I should have thought that Mr..
Aubrey Everdene would have shown
wider ~sympathies.
'eThen you really believe, Lady Hill
yard, that adult, sensible people con-
ceive such abrupt attachments?"
IT am convinced that 1t happens fire.
quently."
"Oh, come, not ~frequently?"
well, sometimes, !" she amended. 81
could give you q dozen instances"
He lacked the heart to argue with
her. It would have been like breaking
d butterfly ON q wheel. And, after all,
there might be more sentiment in fin
de steele humanity than he thought
Women have wonderful intuition in
these matters
"Well, suppose we> let that slide for
the moment and proceed to indictment
No .. What other phrase Of mine do
you take exception tor"
"You said that / had not the remotest
idea of construction, and that Fashion
and Footlights' was evidently q speci-
men of that Questionable class of fiction
which you regretted TO zee was growing
90 prevalent-the amateur novel, born
Of vanity and . lack Of wholesome oc-
cupation"
Her voice died away with q tremor.
He had only stated the truth, bat that
fact did not prevent the s~peechless Mr..
Everdene from feeling as il he had COM
mitted q particularly brutal murder
and the ghost of the victim had come
to arraign him before all the people
whose opinions he valued most.
I'll cried, " she murmured pathetic
ally.
Her lips quivered. Beads Of perspira-
ton rose to the mans forehead.
Good heavens, il / had only guessed
how much I should hurt you'll It was
harsh, monstrous. No doubt / was in q
bad temper, and your unfortunate book
was the first thing that afforded me an
opportunity to vent my spleen"
Lady Hilyard applied six square
inches of cambria and lace to the corner
OF an eyelid.
IF you'll only believe me, my dear
Lady Hilyard. when ] tell You that I'm
s~orrier than I can say"
""Then you acknowledge that you
| were needlessly cruel?"
~ was brutal. He would have com
mitted blaoker perjury a she wiped
that tear away.
"And that I had just causefor indig.
nation?''
You q perfectly right"
A smile broke like April sunshine
over her face.
"In that case. ] suppose ! must for
give you."
He was ridiculously grateful Id
heayed q sigh Of relief and hesitated,
with his hand ON the button Of the cleo.
trio bell
Lady Hilyard. you know the Arat
custom of taking salt with one's friends
Asa token Of good will permit me te
give you the prosaic English equivalent
of q cup Of tea"
The offer was tempting, the room wai
hot, and she1had talked q great deal.
She yielde6-and more. When the re
treatments came, accompanied by won,
derful sweetmeats from Bond stree
round the corner, she asked permission
TO pour ID out, for him with a winning
graciousness which charmed him. i
afforded him an odd sense of pleasure
too, to see her white fingers moving
about the china. He was unaccustomet
to the presence of women in his home.
With the Japanese table between
them, them chatted for awhile, and
then the clock ON the m~antelpiece strucl
6. She rose, with a pretty gesture O
dismay, like q second Cinderella ID,
you know, Mr.. Everdene, that / hav
been a whole hour wasting your valua
BILE timer
81 thought It had been 10 minutes, :
he answered. land the -pleasantest tim
of my life"
VERY prettyp' she said, blnshinl
family. land. In return for 1t, let m
tell You my address il ON my card, ami
that my day is Thursday. Also / mus
thank you very heartily for your kind
ness and courtesy to an impertinent in
truder. Very few men would have beel
80 considerable.
please don't thank me. Il il ! VIII
owe you q debt of gratitude. You hav
taught me something ] " expecte'
to learn"
"What?p
THAT the conduct Of your hero an,
heroine was not improbable at all
Their eyes met. The woman 3 dropped
self conscious, pleased
You really THAR
ION my soul, / do"
The most delicious softness was i
her voice:
1T makes me so proud and happy :
think ] have convinced yon."
There was q silence. She slmoothed
wrinkle in her suede glove. He twiste
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