The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1894-05-11

sentimental But for that very reason
he did not want to make her suffer for
his passing pleasure. At the bottom OF
his heart there was a queer feeling
of admiration, of respect, for any one
so absolutely mistress Of her emotions,
and who looked at life from such
clear, healthy point of view.
There was a long pause.
He rose and shook himself, smiling a
| little, and flung away his cigarette.
They turned up a. steep track among
the brushWood.
Look here he said, Tets be quite
unconventional and go hand-in-hand.
It's too rough for you alone. Let's for
get we're grown up-or people with
ideas-or souls-or anything"
She held out her hand impulsively.
yes, let's pretend that Villa Landor
belongs to US, and that we're going to
see what it looks like from FieSole."
He pulled her over a little dyke, and
t they stood on the high road.
Heavens, he murmured-"look at
that
Involuntarily she slipped her hand
through his arm, and he covered it with
his bare one. Her eyes filed with
Gears. II
Below lay Florence, golden in the
light Of the setting sun. The Arno shone
like a yellow ribbon winding through
the grey masses of houseS-and across
Z
stood out distinct in the clear a,tmos-
phere. From all the churches the AN
gelus" rang out. Far in the distance
to the right. the Carrara mountains
were tinged with rose color, while the
sky opposite was so intense and pas
sionate red that the two could scarcely
| bear to look into it.
Come he said. sit is getting cold"
They turned down the winding road,
moving with the quick. easy, regular
pace of practiced walkers.
"Ah, WE'LL he said, I'VE shall never
have SO lovely a sunset again-but I'm
glad we saw it together. This walk will
be something to remember all our lives"
'Yes-One of those things that stand
out when one is old"
We have been good friends, we two"
He pressed the little hand that still
hesftated, Il am sorry that 1 met you.
1 wish-I wish that we had never seen
each other"
The color died out of the girls face.
'Why?" she asked. Then, with a
! superhuman effort, she added;
1T has been charming, our friend
ship and why shouldn't it always re-
main one of the joys we have pos
sessed p
Re looked relieved, though a shade
Of disappointment was mingled with the
RELIEF. I am afraid it is case Of
have possessed. I expect my wife to-
morrow. and she is sure to want to go
on to Rome"
The girls heart stood still. The sun
set seemed to grow grey all of a sud
den. There was an instant'S silence.
broken only by the sound of their foot
steps. Then she said 4 wonder if
shall care for your wife. What is she
like?''
Like" he answered indifferently.
Ooh like almost all other women. I
really can't describe her"
She flung back her head. The quick
movement did not escape him.
What are you thinking?' he asked.
81 am thinking" she said slowly.
| that L am glad the Villa. Lander does
not belong to us-that I am not your
wife,
He bit his lip.
DO you mean that I have behaved
badly"
She took her hand from his arm. and
stood STILL looking at him with a
strange light burning in her eyes.
ITO whom?" she asked; ito me. or to
| your wife?''
He looked down at the ground and
worked his cane into a hole. But he
did not answer.
Listen she said. IF I were an or
binary woman would think you had.
! perhaps But because am not-be-
cause 1 wish to be treated on an equal
foOting-I have only what I am pre-
pared for. We have had a charming
time together-if one, or both of US, are
a little hurt. what does it matter? One
flakes the chance of that. But I am
glad I am not your wife. Come" she
added, holding out her hand. cts get
ting cold. Let's be quite unconVen tional
and run down the hill hand-in-hand. -
New York Recorder.