Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1894-04-26
CHATTER. W-(Continrcd.)

II assure you you are mistaken. 1t
u perfectly possible for you to go back
so your house with me-, and / will
prove it TO you"
Everard had called a hanson while
he was speaking. He now gently
forced Laura to enter. gave the adj
dress to the driver, and sat down be-
side her.
"Oh.A she exclaimed. under her
breath, you don't know what you
have donev'
Don't /? Well, at least 1 have
shown you that 1t could be done"
She looked up at him with a smile.
and a sigh. .Thank you," she said;
Syou are very kind to me. Only l am
afraid 1t Is all no use"
She sank back with an air OF ex-
haustion, just as she had done the
night before at the opera; and Eve-ard
began to talk u~nconcernediy about the
6rst thing that came into his head.
1t did not much matter what subject
ne chose, since she was evidently not
listening to him.
When they reached her house she did
not ask him to come in, but he took
the liberty Of doing sc unlimited.
She sat down at the piano and be-
gan to play one of those solemn, state
~ compositions of the old masters, for
which our feverish generation, with
Its taste for ali that Is odd, fantastic,
or far-fetched, Is ce3siny to care.
THAT Is better than lie Delire,' Is
Il notY' she said, after a time, with a
quiet smile, Of which Everard easily
Interpreted the meaning.
He nodded, but made no ~articulate
reply, knowing that Beethoven could
say all to her that he could, and could
cay Ii a thousand times more con-
yincingly. She went on playing while
he sat silently watching her, and while
Mrs. Patterson dozed e her book;
and when at length he ross TO take
his leave, he did not think II necessary
or advisable to refer to what had taken
place earlier in the afternoon.
But after he had said goodbye, ard
was halfway down the stairs he heard
the drawing room door shut behind
him, and Laura followed him to the
landing.
al wanted to thank you Tor your kind
ness" she said, simply, "and to tell
you that i understood 1T all. l don't
know why you should be so good to
me-"
Everard hesitated. II he told her
&udt nc tONtu ntl, " luiSht Gi ohSV dhN
forever lose oil power Of giving her
help. Fearing that his self control
might desert him, and that he might
say too much, he erred a little in the
opposite direction.
''Oh, eyerybody's nerves are apt TO
get unstrung at tines" he answered.
lightly. ''and when one Is out OF sorts
In that way one is sure TO see visions
and dream dreams. I'll undertake 10
put you all right in no time, IL you'll
let me prescribe for you. and what
I should recommend first of all is plen-
ty Of fresh air. / don't believe either
you or Mrs. Patterson have
ever seen Richmond, or Windsor,
or any Of the pretty places that
are within reach Of London. Won't
. you allow me to do the honors OF the
nedghborhood for you? / would get
! Fellowes to join us, and we would have
q series Of happy days in the country"
He could see that she was a little
hurt by this way Of treating her af1lc-
ton. 'Yes," she answered, OF course
.you think 1t all nonsense, and, though
,ft rs not nonsense, perhaps 1t Is best
that you should think SC. Yes, l should
4 very much to go to all those place.
with you, and so would u Sarah, l
iF'now." She paused, and then held out
taer hand to him. II viii try to do ex-
betty as you tesl me-" she said, since
on are so good as to take all this trou-
lie. Only you will not lose patience
nth me, will you? / have confidence In
lou. but / have none in myself. In
.eed. I sometimes think that l have 10
nlf left. that I am only the shadow OF
mother person"
You will think differently a short
me hence, I hope" answered Everard.
FOR the present we are going to enjoy
itrselyes, and forget all about bogeys.'
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