St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1898-07-20
our arm round her waist to support

Really, Doris" said George angrily,
Il do not know why you sheer like
that Any one would think you were
jealous of the poor little woman, and
OF all things that abhor it is jealous
woman. am sure should never think
OF being jealous Of you, and"-
Doris got up with a sudden sparkle
in her eyes.
II can assure you, George" she said
iaughingly, IL should never be jealous
OF you, for If l thought I had any occa-
sion should speedily console myself"
With these words the little golden
haired lady swept out of the room, leav-
ing her husband looking very much ex-
ercised in his mind.
Horrible little cat" she said.
What donkey he is, but, oh, my lord,
III bring you to your senses!' And
with these thoughts she swept into the
library.
"Oh, Captain Beaumont" she said,
Il want to speak to you. Will you do
me favor--at least, | know you will
just because / am Alice's cousin, and
know, if all the people at the hotel
and my husband doesn't, that you are
head over ears in love with her and are
just waiting to get her answer, and
have always stood your friend and now
want you to do something for me-.
Anything that l can do for you,
Mrs. Yorke, l WILL" said the captain.
So Doris sat down and told him some
thing at which he at first looked SOL
emn and then burst out laughing
Agreed" he said; "but, mind, we
must both write to Alice tonight"
Certainly, answered Doris, with a
saucy toss Of her pretty head.
That night George went into his
wife's dressing room.
She looked wonderfully pretty, he
could not help thinking
She wore gown of the palest green
silk, with very low bodice lavishly
trimmed with pearl embroidery. She
held out to him one slender white arm
for him to clasp the pearl bracelet on.
"You are a SWELL" he said, rather
nervously. "What are you dressing like
this. for?"
"You forget" she replied sweetly.
"We are going to the theater."
George flushed.
81 do not think that we will 60 to
the theater tonight You know that we
arranged that Mrs. VIM and the cap
tain should go with us, but she cannot
get off the couch, her ankle is so bad,
and / told her that we would stop at
home. She will be SO frightfully dull.
Besides, / am awfully tired, and !
should like to retire early"
He glanced at Doris again. Would
she be annoyed-he wondered. He knew
that she had had rather dull day at the
hotel, but still-well- would not
be silly enough to misrepresent few
common attentions to pretty woman,
and he would take her to the theateI
when they returned to town.
"That is very sweet of you," said
Doris. Poor dear, you do look tiret
and worn. Upon my word. George yor
are beginning to look quite old. Yor
must go to bed sooner Of a night for tn,
| future.
George drew sigh of relief.
Doris really was a dear little girl
Such sensible wifel He would be abb,
to resume his conversation with Mrs
VIM ON the possibilities of platoni,
| Love opd ia tha ,,,aant;,,a Dor;c oo,, 1,
finish reading the latest novel. Then il
Mrs. Winn's foot were better he would
go to the theater next evening.
At dinner that night he could no
help noticing how provokingly pretty
Doris was She laughed and chatte(
and was in the best of tempers, bu
presently he was astonished-he heart
her call just over the table to Captain
Beaumont:
"What time will the brougham b.
here tonight?"
"At $40, Mrs. Yorke. l did no
think that you would want to SEQ tn,
first piece.
"No; you were perfectly right"
"Oh-er-Captain Beaumont, 20,
might have made a mistake. We ar,
not going to the theater tonight. Mrs
Winn is not very we'll. have arranged
not to 60 because she would be so lone
ly."
"Yes, DEAR" said Doris, in that clea
voice of hers. 81 know you are going tt
stop and keep Mrs. Winn company. L
is so sweet of you, but the captain ant
are going to the theater together, anC
it is just about time, isn't it?"
And she got up oomposedly.
Before George could say word sh'
was in the hall. The maid had brough
her down her wrap, and the captain wa
carefully putting it around her, an(
then she kissed George on both cheeks
"You poor, old darling" she said
"you do look tired. l hope you vii
have a good time with Mrs. Winn. d.
not wait up till I come home, love. q
to bed if you are sleepy"
With these words she went into thu
brougham.
What horrible evening Georg'
spent He wondered what his wife wa
doing. How pretty she looked and how
devoted Beaumont had appeared to her
He tried to read to Mrs VIM, but j
was not a success. He was distract ant
miserable. After all, Mrs. Winn wa
really not pretty, Her hair was dyed
her eyes. like her complexion, mad
nm He went to his own room at Il