Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1894-08-09


first indictment on the list, Mr.. Ever
dene! You accuse me of improbable
ity l deny it.
His manner bordered on preOccupa-
ton. In truth he was thinking what
wonderful lashes she had, and how be-
coming a flush of excitement could be
to a clear, pale skin.
"You assert, " she continued warmly,
"that it is ridiculous to suppose that a
man and woman of the world could
fall in love at first sight, as | make my
hero and heroine do, and that such pro-
ceedings are limited to boys and girls
in their teens and the pages of penny
fiction. 1 should have thought that
Mr.. Aubrey Everdene would have
shown wider sympathies.n
"Then you really believe, Lady Hill
yard, that adult, sensible people con-
ceive such abrupt attachments ?''
II am convinced that it happens fire.
quently."
ooh, come, not frequently ?"
"Well-sometimes,n she amended.
81 could give you dozen instances. -
He lacked the heart to argue with
her. 1t would have been like breaking
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
number two. What other phrase of
mine do you take exception to ?''
"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 fic-
ton which you regretted to see was
growing 80 prevalent-the amateur
novel, born of vanity and lack of
wholesome occupation"
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 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.
"I-I cried" she murmured pathet-
ically.
Her lips quivered. Beads of perspira-
ton rose to the mans forehead.
"Good heavens, if had only guessed
how much 1 should hurt you! 1t was
harsh, monstrous. No doubt I was in
d DStSl UCllBCl, anu .Noul
book was the first thing that afforded
Lady Hilyard applied six square
inches of cambria and lace to the corner
Of an eyelid.
eff you'll only believe me, my dear
Lady Hilyard, when | tell you that
Pm sorrier than I can say.n
''Then you acknowledge that you
wore naedlnSs1v orIlpl SO t.s9s5
II was brutal" He would have
committed blacker perjury as she wiped
land that had just cause for nldig-
nation ?"
"You were perfectly right
A smile broke like April sunshine
over her face.
"In that case, suppose I must for
give YOU"
He was ridiculously grateful. He
heaved a sigh of relief and hesitated
with his hand on the button of the
electric bell.
"Lady Hilyard, you know the Arab
custom of taking salt with ones friends?
AS token Of goodwill 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 great
| deal. She yielded-and more. When
the refreshment came, accompanied by
wonderful sweetmeats from Bond street
round the corner, she asked permission
to pour it out for him, with winning
graciousness which charmed him. It
afforded him an odd sense of pleasure,
too, to see her white fingers moving
about the china. He was unaccus-
toned to the presence of women in his
home.
With the japanese table between
them they chatted for awhile, and then
the clock on the mantelpiece struck g.
She rose with a pretty gesture of dis.
may, like second Cinderella.
"Do you know, Mr.. Everdene, that 1
have been whole hour wasting youl
valuable time?'
he answered, "and the pleasantest OF
my life"
Every pretty ~ she said, blushing
family. dAnd, in return for it, let inc
tell you my address is on my card and
that my day is Thursday. Also,
must thank you very heartily for YOU
kindness and courtesy to an imperti-
nent intruder. Very few men would
have been SO considerate."
''Please don't thank me; it is l who
owe you debt of gratitude. You have
taught me something never expected
to learn"
. "What?'
"That the conduct of your hero and
heroine was not improbable at ALL"
Their eyes met-the woman's dropped
self conscious, pleased.
on really mean that ?''
son my soul / do"
"The most delicious softness was in
: her voice:
1T makes me so proud and happy tc
think | have convinced you,
There was silence. She smoothed
,, wrinkle in her suede glove. He
twisted button on his coat. Their
; she aroused herself with little laugh
and extended her hand.
"Well, goodby, Mr.. Everdene. anG
!, once more, thank you"
He pressed her fingers ever so light,
L -proselyte.
Not 'goodby,'" he murmured. CAT
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