The evening tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 189?-190?, 1897-05-27
ON THE QUAY.

must take In everything"
Her oompapion, q man sone few years
younger than the pretty widow, bows alb
sentmindedly TO an English girl who
walks briskly by them, armed with ten.
mis- racket.
~ may hope for few dances, thsns"
30 questions.
IA fewf" arching her delicate brows.
NJ know you dance awfully well. But the
American colony talks so In Vevey."
"They have nothing better t0do," an
swers Dick Tsmpleton, glnnoing contemp-
tuously ut the many idlers along the quay.
He Is too lately from college and the ao-
tive life of American summer resorts to
feel himself at ono with the Americans
who lead purposeless care free existence
In the little Swiss towns which dot the
banks of Lake Geneva.
"Tho people here do nothing" he ycit-
crates, the contempt in his voice deepening.
"Some of them study" murmurs the
widow apologetically, lowering her parasol
slightly.
Then she adds moment later, "Why
do you stay here, Mr.. Templeton, II you
do not like the lifey" Mrs. Darby knows
the young American Is staying solely on
her account, but she wants him to tell her
30. AS tho couple pause TO speak To a
group Of their acquaintance she is inward
ly debating as TO whether she will let Dick
Templeton propose to her now or wait un-
til tonight at the Townsend's hop She
decides 1t would better DO now, as she In.
tends devoting the greater part OF the even
ing to Senior Sevardes, u handsome Span
lard, who has made love to her all autumn
In his charming, open, foreign fashion,
saying perhaps In his broken, but delight.
full English moro than he had meant I'd
say. He had been told one could say any.
thing to American women up to certain
point, and no found Mrs. Darby very in.
terestipg.
1t had been new experience to Mrs.
Darby and she had grown more interested
In him than she would care to own.
So as Mrs. Darby and Dick Templeton
continue their slow promenade she looks
up at him In evident expectation of an an.
gwsr to her last question.
"Mrs. Darby" replies the young man
earnestly, his eyes avoiding her face and
fixed ON the distant mountains, "you know
why l am staying"
. 81! Mr.. Templeton, indeed do not. +"
He glances at her suddenly, but she, too,
has her eyes fixed ON the blue white dis.
tance.
Tho man pauses abruptly and leans
against tho parapet. They have reached
the end Of the quay.
Mrs. Darby stops, perforce, with a wish
that the next few moments were well over
with. The frank admiration of her young
COT ntryman has been very pleasant to her
and she has encouraged him until even the
most unobservant matron in the American
6oo lo1 has xnp
But slight feeling Of regret comes to
her now that she sees him 80 much in
earnest. '-r -
II am staying" Dick Templeton goes
on, because you arc here, Mrs. Darby,
and beou use / would rather be where you
are than anywhere else on earth. Last
week when I went to Geneva thought
could do without you, but was mistaken.
I came back In three days. Every moment
had been an hour to me. All, Marion,
thought you were glad to see me when
returned. You cannot have been trihing
with me, Marion. love you. have
never loved another woman. ask you to
be my wife"
Mrs. Darby's face expresses some regret,
but more annoyance. Why need he be so
seriousi She knows that he will reproach
her and she hesitates few moments before
answering, trying to think of something
natural to say.
"Dick," she says at last, softly, ~ am
truly sorry this has happened. think so
much Of you. 1 thought we were such
good friends never
"Stop!' interrupts the man hastily
"You knew from the first that I loved
you"
'Sir" she repeats, her eyes flashing on.
grily. "Mr. TempletOn, you insult mo.
You forget yourself strangely"
"Iforget nothing but that you have used
me for your amusement. There Is no in
suit for such as you. You are fiirti"
He is looking directly at her now, but
she is looking up at the quay at tall,
dark man who Is approaching them in
dolently at some little distance away. 1t
Is Senor Sevardesi This scene must be
over before he reaches them.
She turns passionately to the man who
has dared to address her like this.
"You fooi!' she Misses. Because have
accepted your flowers and books, because !
have walked with you, driven with you
and allowed you to carry my wraps, Is that
Q reason why you should fancy love youf
Your intense conceit has deceived you"
Dick Templeton looks at her scornfully,
making no reply.
Then, following the concentrated gaze
Of her bafning eyes, he sees Senor Sevsrdes
but few feet of.
"Here IL a new toy for you," he Gays
hrutally. II dare say the senor will spare
me tho very disagreeable duty Of accom-.
Dnying you home"
Mn. Darby turns white. "Senor." ad.
dressing tho newcomer, "this man has In
suited me. Will you take me to my hotelr'
Tho senior eyed the young American
suftously.
He haA lent tho Spaniard 500 francs
ths night before, and after such generosity
che suave foreigner could not believe him
capable Of insulting lady.
He turns to Mrs. Darby. "Since when,
madam, have I had the right to protect
you from your own countrymenp"
Then he held out a small packet to
Dick Templeton. Here Is tho money,
monsieur, you SO kindly lent me at the
cards last night. am leaving for Lau. i
Same on the 8 O'Clock train"
He shakes hands cordially with Dick,
bows formally to Mrs. Darby, and cross
ing tho road Is soon lost to view In mar
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