Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1896-11-13
A DECEPTION.

To this day live in perpetual fear Of
meeting him. indeed l am continually
haunted with the belief that he il scour.
ing the earth for me, thirsting for re-
venge, and that il why shun the
haunts Of men and live a solitary. se.
cluded life. only venturing out at dusk
and wearing beard (which doesn't suit
mel and blue glasses (Which don't
NEEDY IN u means of disguise. OF course
1t should never have happened. admit
that. A word Of explanation and all
would have been we'll, and should not
now be living with the sword Of Damo.
Giles hanging over my head. But let
the opportunity slip and plunged myself
into an intrigue which may yet end In
bloodshed.
II began with very simple mistake
on my part. was lounging on tho pier
at Eastsea one fine morning in Septem.
Der. listening to the grand selection
from the Bohemian Girl" (they play
this every day at Eastsea) and watching
the promenaders, when my eyes fell on
young lady who was sitting in quiet
corner reading novel. | could not eco
her face, for il was hidden by crimson
parasol, but her general appearance ut
once told me that it was Flo Beresford,
one Of the prottiest girls know, and,
inwardly congratulating myself. l rose
aud crossed to her
So absorbed was she In her book TINT
she did not hear me approach, and to
attract her attention Il know her very
well) playfully tapped the sunshade
with my paper. She looked up In u mo-
ment. and then, to my horror, l saw |
had made mistake; 1t was not Flo.
but stranger.
stood paralyzed, trying to frame an
apology, but before / could got the
words out was amazed to zee a lovely
smile Of evident recognition and still
lovelier blush overspread charming
face.
"Georgep' she cried in a joyous tone
"This Is surprise. When did you
conner But there, sit down.
Now, know that this was where 1
made the fatal error. 1t was evident
that had double. and equally evident
that she was mistaking me for him.
know ought to have undeceiyed
her, to have murmured u few words Of
apology. raised my cap and gone away,
but I did not do this. Perhaps il WAS
her eyes or her mouth or her hair.
don't know But, anyway, she drew her
skirts aside, and ! sat down.
"What made You come 1910 sud.
deulyt" she asked.
"Whatr' chen recovering myself.
"Why, you, Of course" She biushed
diviEc,y.
"Couldnt you wait for my answer"
she murmurcd softly.
"No," said ~ couldn't"
She turned over the pages Of hor nov.
el in distracted fashion. On the fly leaf
l caught sight Of some writing-"To
Lucy from George" and the date.
Then n sudden inspiration struck me.
bent my head close TO hers, no close
that stray tendril Of her brown hair
brushed my cheek.
Lucy" whispered, almost putting
my lips TO her shell like little ear. "what
il your auswerY'
She laughed,
Wouldn't you like 10 known" she
said. 'Iposted the letter this morning "
'In--in answer to my letter." Iput
in. taking IL step In the dark
eyes, in answer to your letter. And
you'd have had IL tonight -
"And AZ 1t is I've missed il. "
"Yes, you VS. missed il. +"
"But you'll tell mo what-what you
said?"
She bent her head and toyed with
tho tassel Of her parasol. She was very
lovely.
"I've half mind not to--just to
tease you, :" she nurmured.
"Do you want TO drive me district.
ed?'' / cried.
A ripple Of laughter came from her
rosy lips.
"YOu see II you d only waited?
"But IL couldn't wait. Lucy, you
will tell mef'
"Not-not now. -
"WhenY
"To-tonight perhaps. "
"HereT'
"Yes, here. -
Then | wondered what it WAS he had
asked her. II seemed to me that it could
only be one thing but All, had II.
''Have you kept my letter." asked.
kept III Oh, George, yes Why. /
have II here" putting her hand TO her
breast.
"Just--er-let me have look at 1t
moment"
LET your Oh. 30 you want to draw
back. do your Well, you can IL you
my darling, p
''Georgc, forgive me. OF course
know. There 1t Is. -
~ was about TO say" observed ~ l
took it, that only wanted TO see II
had spelled necessary with ono C or
two"
She opened wide her eyes.
necessary" she said. why. there's
no such word In the letter. "
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