The Portland daily press., 1894-07-07
REUNITED.

Mr.. Garraway stood up as young Mrs.
Bradshaw rose from her seat at the dinner
table, 1t had been rather quiet dinner.
and he had had to do nearly all the talk
ing. Bradshaw opened the door, and Mr..
Garraway (of Gray s-inn-place) noticed
that each avoided looking at the other.
Ernest Bradshaw closed the door and came
back to the table. He cracked walnut,
and on opening it threw it into the fire.
''Bad?" said Mr.. Garraway He was
starting a cigar, and he had refilled his
glass. He was perfectly at home with the
Bradshaws.
Yes" said young Mr. Bradshaw vio-
lently. 'sOf course it's bad. Worst of it
is that you never know until you try
''But all the nuts are not bad, Brad
shaw" Garraway grunted. Anything
wrong at WHITEHALL"
mo. Whitehalls all right
Mr.. Garraway owed his success as
solicitor mainly to knowing exactly when
not to do the wrong thing. Young Brad
shaw lighted a cigar and after few puffs
let it go out. Then he stood up with his
back to the fret was his fire-;ind look
ed at Garraway.
II want to ask you something, Cara
way. Do you ever have people coming TO
you to draw up deeds of separation?'
sob, yes Pretty often. 5"
swell, would you mind being of some
use to me-and to Ellen?"
why, certainly. I've known you both
Mrs. Bradshaw especially-for long
time But you two don It want to be sepa-
rated Why, man alive, you haven't been
married a yearl''
s'Garraway look here. We have had
row, dispute, or whatever you like to
call it,
what I should call it, - said Garraway,
rising and speaking with some ascerbity,
'ewould be little disagreement between
two excellent young people who ought to
know better
Nevertheless my dear Garraway," (the
young husbands lips quiyered) y" never
theless we have agreed to part.
On the piano in the drawing room up
stairs chord or two were struck, and the
clear voice of Mrs. Bradshaw rang out.
Garraway, getting on in the thirties, and
sober man of law, found the hand that
held his cigar shaking for a moment
You see," said Bradshaw, perfectly
jolly over it,"
There was sudden stop and crash
on the piano, as though the player could
keep it up no longer.
''Look here, Bradshaw''-Mr Garraway
passed his hand carefully over his smooth
spare hair-''look here Call at my place
at II tomorrow morning, ana I'll do what
is wanted''
''Thank you, Garraway"
''Shal we go up stairs? must arrange
with her,
The demure precise little clock on the
mantelpiece in Mr.. Garraway's chambers
struck II O'Clock. A small boy entered
with card.
"Thank you, Judd. Show the lady in,
Mr.. Gibsonp'
Mr.. Gibson withdrew his work to the
outer office, stepping aside at the door to
permit slim girlish figure to enter.
"How do you do, Mr.. Garraway? I'm
not late, am I? did not know the place,
and I had little difficulty presume
you are aware Of the nature of My errand?''
said the visitor
s'We often have little difficulties in the
law, Mrs Bradshaw. If everything work
ed smoothly, we would stasve. I had
no chance of speaking to you last night,
said Mr.. Garraway, S'excepting to ask
you to call. But had brief CONVEX
sation with Bradshaw, and he assured me
that you had quite made up your mind
about the matter.
''He is, in this particular instance quite
right" She put her lips together and
looked as determined as she could.
"And SO I am to draw up the deed of
separation?'
"If you please"
cts rather rough on me-" went on Mr..
Garraway, with an effort at hunor.
why, it seems only yesterday that was
his best man, and you and he went away
to Neuchatel, and we cheered you as you
left Victoria station. Do you remember?"
would you mind telling me, please,
when the document can be drawn?'
And do you remember your first dinner
after your return, and how jolly we all
were? Why, you were as comfortable as
anything until week or so ago-weren'
you?''
What propose to do" said the stern
young lady, with just the suspicion of a
catch in her voice, is to go abroad with
my aunt for q year or two and leave the
house just as it stands for Ernest to live
In. He can get a housekeeper, you see,
and"-
by Jove, cried Mr.. GafraWay, THAT'S
not bad ideaE'
You think-you think it will work all
right, Mr.. Garraway?"
''Oh, think so! I'll tell you why. Of
course you want Ernest to be comforta-
BILE, don't your"
There was softening of her eyes.
"Oh, yesl 1t is only our one great quar-,
tel of last week that is parting us, and''-
Il know; l know. Now, look here, Mrs.
Bradshaw. Wouldn't take so much trou-
Bile if were only your lawyer, but I'm
your friend as WELL am not2'
Dear Mr.. Garraway, we two have al.
ways been good friends
"Well, will you allow me, then, as an
old friend, to give you little advice?
I should advise you to make up this
difference of opinion with Ernest. I'm
told-of course I'm only a bachelorA-but
Pm told that all young couples have their
Quarrels to begin with, and they do say