The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1894-08-02

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misled you somewhat when / request
ed to see you on matter of business
The truth is that l am journalist,
and, as the public is always interested
in the lives of its favorites, l hoped
you would be so kind as to grant me
brief interview for publication in the
Mayfair Mirror
As he spoke the word Journalist" he
saw her brows contract sharply. Now
she flashed an inimitable glance of in
dignation at him.
II wish you good morning, sir" she
said. CURLY.
Dick caught his breath, and his head
went up with jerk
'If l have annoyed you, beg your
pardon"
"'If! l object to being prosecuted
in this way by the press. won't have
it! The public pays for my profession
al services, but my private life is my
own and concerns nobody but myself,
and | refuse to have every detail of it
hauled out to satisfy impertinent Curl
osity. My opinion on this subject is
| well known, l believe; you showed
that you knew it when you gained my
presence by such an ambiguous
phrase"
in that case, of course there is moth
ing for me to debut relieve you of my
presence said Dick
They bowed stitfly. He turned away
with a queer look on his face. He was
wondering how long postage stamp
n nd thrna ha' narnn ,K-o,,1J lyaan y,
from starvation.
She caught the look out of the cor
ner of her eye, and stayed him,
brusquely, as she had given him his
dismissal. A great artist is privileged
to be unconventional.
You knew | hated being inter
viewed" she repeated. You knew it!
Why did you Gomez"
at was COMPOUNDED cheek, of course,
but drowning man catches at straws,"
he said, bluntly. And am hungry,
if you want to KNOW
Forgive me! | would not have been
so harsh if l had had any idea-Eun-
cry Her glorious voice would have
melted an iceberg,
I'm not hungry exclaimed poor,
penniless Dick, gasping with pride.
Don't you believe it-absurd eXag
geration-all rot! | don't know why |
said it,
Il do she said You told me the
truth on the spur of the moment, and
now you're sorry, If you deny it l
shan't believe you, so you can save
your breath to cool the lunch you're
going to have with me. | have been
hungry often-,in the old days. when l
was only little 'Cynthy' in Lake Gen
eva. Wis. and ! know it's bad. Mr..
Carroll, do you intend to make me hold
out my hand all day."
He choked.
I'll take you hand, but I'm dashed
if I'll take your lunch!'
Yes, you shall" she said. Its
rude to contradict lady. Well have
it all alone here-you and | and Mrs.
Ross, my companions; and I'll tell
you beautiful story about myself for
the qualification of the good, inquisi-
tive public In return you shall tell
me what put it into your head to come
to Brighton"
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champagne, and before the meal was
over she knew all about him and the
bun episode.
"Plucky," she thought, and she ad
mired courage in man, witty, proud,
well-bred,'
She looked kindly at him, and
smiled-with a moisture in her eyes.
81 hope you'll succeed with the Mir
ror: I'm sure you will" she said, when
he took leave of her at last. You
must come and see me at Palace Man
sions and tell me what you have done.
But in case you don't get the post, or
there is any delay"
Dick broke into a gentle perspira-
ton. Was she going to offer to lend
him money?
She read the terror in his eyes, and
refrained. But that evening the post
man delivered at Dicks lodgings an
anonymous envelope containing a five
pound note. He knew that she had
sent it as well as if she had told him
so, and returned it to her promptly,
with a little note of thanks.
She called him names, and made sew
eral vague and bitter illusions during
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