The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1898-04-22

81 see you won't be serious, and yet
have something very serious to say to
you. Something that Maud English
told me last night"
Il heard her" l said.
Nora started.
20, you couldn't hear what she said.'
mot quite; but you must remember
that the walls OF these country cottages
are mostly made Of paper. You and
she were talking TIL nearly 2 o'clock
this morning. suppose she was treat
Ing you to a discourse on Davidson
perhaps; but Maud told me also
something about you"
lawfully good Of her to mention III!
/ remarked, with affected cheerfulness,
but | felt desperately uncomfortable.
II was too bad OF Maud, especially
when she had just got engaged to
Davidson.
what do you think It wasY' asked
Nora.
81 haven't a notion" ! replied.
30, guess" but there was no smile on
Nora's face.
"Well, maybe she was telling how
fortunate you were In having such an
adorable individual as l belonging to
you"
laughed feebly.
mot altogether" said Nora. 'She
told me"-and very distinctly the words
came-''that two summers ago. In this
very place, you used to put your arm
round her waist, and once you kissed
Harris"
had not heard my surname for quite
a long time, but liked It none the bet
ter for that.
Nora moved from me- and my arm
slipped from her waist 1t was strange
1t had remained there through our con
versation. became intensely Interest
ed In a fat spider crawling up my
sleeve, and great bee sat on spray
of heather hard by, wooing the sweet
ness out of the bloom. A lamb on the
hills behind bleated pitifully, and the
noise Of water came monotonously from
the rocky cleft below us. The sun
counted for but little now. There was
a long, long silence between us, but
felt that Nora was looking at me. and
at last she spoke.
"Will."
"Yes." l was a little surprised.
"Why don't you look at me and say
1t isn't trueT
looked at her but breath. ITS
true enough" | said, briefly.
Silence again. Then: You're not
frightened of me. are your she asked.
softly; and | felt her hand touch my
hair.
20, VIII you can't imagine how glad
| amv'
"WhatT' l cried. forgetting my man
ners.
"Glad | found you out. Would you
mind putting your arms back where 1t
was not long agoT'
l put my arm there, but was sorely
puzzled.
you see, WILL" she began, with n
quaint look of trouble In her eyes, II
had confession to make to you, and
and 1t makes 1t easier now"
drew her closer. Thank God wo-
men are NOT angels.
Don't bother to tell It, DEAR" whis-
pered.
80, but must tell you. When
Maudle told me about you and herself
l had to tell her about Mr.. Davidson
and myself. for we had just been as
bad. And. VIII, sometimes l felt so
dreadful Mt not having told you before.
Often l tried b. speak and couldn't.
And than | was so glad when Maudle
mentioned you-she didn't Ike my story
about Mr.. Davidson-for l felt that |
could at last tell you"
"Were you quite sure would for
give you, dearT' | asked, looking down
into her eyes.
SINNERS must forgive Sinners" she
whispered very gravely. "Ah, VIII,
you don't care any the less, do you?
And you won't think any more Of what
l saidT'
IL did not think cared so much. my
Nora, till felt that had lost you just
now. And the past is nothing when
know that you are mine to-day"
"And foreyerw she sighed.
Forever and everl' added, kissing
her.-St Pauls.