The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1894-09-29
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my companion, ana III ten you beau
tiful story about myself for the gratilca
tion OF the good inquisitiyd public In re
turn you shall tell me what put 10 int
your head to come to Brighton"
Ho ate her lunch and drank her cham
pagno, and before tho meal was over she
knew all about him and thu bun episode.
"Plucky," she thought, and she admir-.
ed courage in u man, witty, proud, well
bred"
She looked kindly at him and smiled
with moisture in her eyes. Emotional
to the core Cynthia Charrington and in
hnitely susceptible to the realism of life, q
woman of Mood4-spelled with capital,
according to latter day prophets.
Il hope you ii succeed with The Mirror
I'm sure you will, she said, when he took
leave of her at lust. you must como md
see mo at Palace Mansions and tell me
what You have done. But in case you
don't git the post or there Is any delay
Dick broke into n gentle perspiration.
Was she going to offer to lend him money1
She read the terror in his eyes and re-
Trained But that evening the postman
delivered at Dicks lodgings an anonymous
envelope containing e5 note. He knew
that she had sent 1t as well as II she had
SN'@u h'iA' oO anu ItiHEuttl tU
ly, with little note of thanks.
She called him names anil made several
vague and bitter illusions during tho fol.
lowing day to false pride and ridiculous
obstlnacy and thought more about him
than she would have done X she had inet
/ him in the ordinary way md he had hren
dangling ut hor skirts for q score OF after
moons.
Dick filed the vacancy oh The MAYFAIR
Mirror and u chair In Cynthia Charring-
tons drawing room on many Sunday after
! moons. e..
Il owe my luck to you, :" he said to her
{ on the occasion of his first visit to her
handsome hat Il shall never forget your
! kindness"
One day she went to the piano of her
own accord and sang to him for half an
hour Previously he Ind only heard herin
public, and 1t seemed to him that her glo-
rioii9 voice had never sounded so we'll AZ
it did now in tho privacy of her home
The mans pulses throbbed and his head
swan. He would have liktd to throw his
arms around her. When she stopped, he
took up his hat.
What, are you going alrcadyo" she ex-
claimed in surprise.
llo muttered some excuse about "yyork
to do and left her with his brain on fire.
He had suddenly realized fact that
frightened him. ....-.
On his way home he bought q photo.
graph OF her and hung it up in his sitting
room He had scarcely done so when he
tore it down again, with wrath In his eyes
I'm fool-an ass! Bcrause n woman
behaves like an angel to INC forget that
I'm II poor devil Of q journalist and she's
Cynthia ChaTington." ....
lie made q bonfire of 1t in the empty
CRATE and watched 1t cacEle and curl in
the tongues Of flame, with flerco delight
in his own agony. Then he went out, on
wet night, and bought another to take
its place. Tho little incident was typical
of his frame Of mind.
For whole fortnight he never went
near her. Then flesh and blood could bear
1t no longer, and he tramptd to kensiug-
ton one Sunday afternoon.
What havo you been doing with your
self" she demanded. Il hayo missed
you"
1T is very good Of you to say so, " he
said gloomily.
won't go near her for month";"
said poor, proud Dick to himself as he
walked nome. ~ must atcustonl myself |
to doing without her "
A week passed. week Of oyerstrun1 |
nerves, of cold detection, of fuverish desire
Then he had shock. SHE WAS ILL She
had been i'll for several days, and her un-
dcrstudy had taken her PLACE in the opera
There was something wrong with her
throat, reported The Comet In the most
howery and grandiluquent of journalism.
Sho would never sing again Her glorious
career was cut short in the bloom of her
youth. Tho nightingale would be dumb
forever, Then The Comet, waxing sapient,
painted n realistic" picture Of her proba-
bio future
Dicks face went white. He called a
hanson and drove to Palace Mansions
Is it true that your thrpat badf" ho
asked her I've just read 1t in The
Comet
quito true" shn said
He Rulpcd
Cynthia, you re woman all alone. II
you would let mo take care OF you'll I
wouldn't have asked before, but now that
your prospects have changed SO DISASTROUS
81 Hang It'll What shall say to your I
hardly know. When fellows poor and
10 better than other fellows, he hasn't
much TO offer to q woman. 1t Just
mounts to this, dear Tn earning de.
'ent salary-thanks TO you and I could
mako things smooth for you Cynthia,
ould you, would you'--
She held out her hands 10 him with d
gesture Of surrender III you
want me, DiGk"-
My darling, you are so good to mel"
But l think you are laLoring under
Mistake, she said dcmurcly. There is
lothng seriously wrong with my voice.
sve only Ind bad cold !"
Then The Comets information was
ncorroct'" he gasped
"Quito SO -
"And-and you do not need meat all'"
need you very mAfh, she said.
lhat Is why l worked that paragraph.
GU see, knew If l didn't do something
hat your horrid pride would spoil our
YES Don bo mad with me- Dick, or l
hall cry
But she blushed instead for reason
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