Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1893-1895, 1894-09-21

, man and woman Of the world could fall
III love at first sight, as l make my hero
and heroine do. and that such proceed
! inss are limited to boys and girls in
/ their teens and the pages of penny fio-
tion. | should have thought that Mr.
Aubrey Everdene would have shown
7iaer sympathies. +"
Then you really believe, Lady Hill
yard, that adult, sensible people con-
coive such abrupt attaohments?"
Il am convinced that it happens fire.
Guently."
oh, come, not frequently2'
We'll, sometimes, F" she amended. 81
could give you q dozen instances.
He lacked the heart to argue with
her. 1t would have been like breaking
a butterfly on 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. q 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 a speci-
men of that Objectionable class of fiction
which You regretted to see was growing
so prevalent-the amateur novel, born
of vanity and a lack of wholesome oc-
cupation. "
Her voice died away with tremor.
He had only stated the truth, but that
fact did not prevent the speechless Mr..
Everdene from feeling as If he had COM
mitted a particularly brutal murder
and the ghost Of the victim had come
to arraign him before all the people
whose opinions he valued most.
Il criod,' she murmured pathetic
ally.
Her lips quivered. Beads of perspira-
tion rose to the mans forehead.
Good heavens, if had only guessed
how much l should hurt you'll 1t was
harsh, monstrous. No doubt was in
bad temper, aud your unfortun ate 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
sorrier than / can say
Then you acknowledge that You
were needlessly cruel?"
81 was brutal. He would have COM
mitted blacker perjury as she wiped
that tear away.
And that had just cause for indig-
nation?"
"'You were perfectly right
A smile broke like April sunshine
over her face.
In that case, suppose must for
give you.
He was ridiculously grateful He
heaved sigh Of relief and hesitated,
with his hand ON the button of the elec-
trio bell
Lady Hilyard, you know the Arab
custom of taking salt with ones friends?
AS token of good will permit me to
give you the prosaic English equivalent |
of cup of tea. ("
The offer was tempting, the room was
hot, and she had talked a great deal. |
She yielded-and more. When the re-
came, accompanied by won
derful sweetmeats from Bond street
round the corner, she asked permission
to pour it out for him with winning
which charmed him. It
him an odd sense Of pleasure,
too, to see her white fingers moving
about the china He was unaccustomed
to the presence Of women in his home.
With the Japanese table between
them, them chatted for awhile, and
then the clock on the mantelpiece stroGk
0. She rose, with pretty gesture Of
dismay, like q second Cinderella. "Do
you know, Mr.. Everdene, that ! have
been whole hour wasting your valua-
BILE timer
II thought ID had been 10 minutes,
he answered, ''and the pleasantest time
oi my life I"
VERY prettyi'' she said, blushing
family. "And, IN return for it, let me
tell you my address is on my oard. and
that my day Is Thursday. Also must
thank you very heartily for your kind.
ness and courtesy to an impcrtinent in
truder. Very few men would have been
10 eonsiderRte, "
please don't thank ma IL 10 ! who
owe you a debt Of gratitude You have
taught me something ! never expected
10 learn.
"What9"
THAT the conduct OF your hero and
heroine was not improbable at oil.
Their eyes met. Tho woman's dropped,
Ielf conscious, pleased.
lyon really mean that?"
"On my soul, ! do"
The most delicious softness was Ia
leF voices
~ makas me 70 proud and happy 70
hink have convinced you"
There was q silepoa She smoothed q
wrinkle IN her suede glove He twisted
button on his coat Then she aroused
lerself with q little laugh, aud extended
leF hand.
"Well, gOOdby, Mr., Eyerdene. aud
,ncs more, thapk you.
He pressed her hngera ever 10 lightly
--her prossiyte