The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1897-11-21

ordinate length of time, a sudden. wild
CLEAN of hope shot cross his sky--perhaps
she was not at home, He was just pulling
himself together at this thought, when the
heavy curtains at the door were pushed
aside, and she entered.
Kendall went forward to meet her, look
ing exceedingly dignifed and intelligent,
and possessed of but one perfectly clear and
distinct idea-that he must now begin
s'Excuse me for coming again, Miss Ar
nold' he repeated with punctilious precise
ness, gazing haughtily at the opposite wall;
but I found on getting away that | had
forgotten something.
ooh, did you leave something here?'' in
quired the young lady in voice, when;
not altogether steady, seemed TO accord
with q certain unusual expression in her
eyes. Kendall. for the first time in all their
sudden absorbing interest. in beautiful
etching near him, realized that this was
and answered, with all the eloquence he
could at the moment commando
''Yes-when l got away. i began to think
that Ito realize that when | was here
that two hours ago-to feel sure that after
all-if you would give me the opportunity
and, not be. too hard on me-in short with
would come back and tell you that /" his
eyes having left the etching had fallen upon
a small table across the room; heaven is
said to help those who help themselves,
and Kendalls mettle had been proved,
that | had left my note book here, ne
finished, in triumph, walking to the table
and possessing himself of the little leather
bound article of such strategic importance
OH said Miss Arnold in a strange tone,
drawing a quick, deep breath. did you
come back for that? I should have sent it
to you when 1t was discovered; but perhaps
you needed it at once F"
Ives / needed it this afternoon" re-
piled Kendall, feeling great load off his
mind and speaking almost easily. 1T con-
tains some figures l wished to use at the
club, and of course that reminded me of it,"
II am sorry you have been so inconven-
no cnT11n hot 10 ell
1T is long distance to the club Isn't it
very cold for walking?"
Better for walking than for driving, I
should say he responded, pocketing his
notebook and moving towards the door Il
actually pitied those girls in the park They
they must have been freezing. l have yet
to see a physical discomfort that girl can't
face if it is necessary in order for her to do
SThe park" repeated Madeline. "You
surely haven't been to the park too in this
oh Kendall hesitated well, yes
took that in on the way"
Then. having reached the door, and wish
nag TO axod IGr %fa me wGuo TO
say, his adieus. Madeline's response was
oddly irrelevant.
Are you sure" she said in a strained
unnatural manner, and with apparent eff
fort, sure that you haven't anything else
to say" ..,,,. 100 -,
said Kendall, amiably, in whose breast
great relief at having passed his ordeal had
made every other feeling subordinate; 1t
was awfully stupid of me to forget my note
book, and l am sorry to have troubled you;
that's ALL 1 will promise not to do 1t
again." and he turned once more to go.
"Oh!' cried Madeline, in voice that was
wall, as she sank despairingly upon q
couch and buried her head among the cush-
aiTsj; then you don't care f0r me- after
And do you know, Jack" she was say
ing to him a quarter of an hour later, when
they were both sitting on the couch and
she had abandoned the CUSHIONS, nVe min,
utes after ] had been so horrid to you and
YOU had gone, / was upstairs crying my
heart out and willing to give worlds to have
you back. Only 1 knew you would never
ask me again. And Hope Brewer dropped
in and l was too miserable to fabricate, so
/ told her all about it. She said she was
sure it would turn out all right; but you see
/ knew you better, and l assured her you
would never give me another chance-never.
And the facts have proved l was right, Tor
didn't II Won't Hope be surprised When
she knows it all?"
"And wouldn't you be surprised If you
| knew it ALP" reflected Kendall, as he looked
est girl in the world" Yes, of the trio, l
am the only on. who knows all the Sides
| and who is not in for surprises"
| But he would have been the most sur
| prised of any Of them had he at that mo-
| rnent seen al the unfrequented north SIDE or
| the park reservoir a certain Lonely little
figure standing: a dropping, grlish figure in
a military coat with a turned-up coIIar, ana
a sailor hat which had lost its usual Jauntl-
ness: for the bright head was resting de-
iectedly on the iron reservoir railing, and
the girl was weeping as though her neart
would break.
Louis Corlyn Pond in New York Evening
Post.