The representative. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1893-1901, 1898-02-16

until all the other passengers have filed
| out. When he reaches the dining car he
finds only one vacant place. 1t is at the
table at which she is sitting The waiter
conducts him to it and he sits down.
'Devilish embarrassing! Sit here like
two dumb idiots and look at anything but
at each other. l would speak to her. but
she seems so confoundedly cold She could
freeze mercury Propriety! What is prop
riety, anyway, I'd like to know? Some
fool comes along-he may be a blackboard
but he knows both of us, and he says.
Miss So and So. let me present Mr.. So
and So Then We talk each other
blind with perfect propriety!'
She thinks: isn't 1t terrible! So near
me! I'm sure my cheeks are as red as
beets! know l can't eat a thing, and
was so hungry!'
She folds her hands and rests them on
the end of the table.
"a lovely hand, by Jove! AS slender and
white and SOFT l warrant, as q fairy's."
She signs audibly: IF that breakfast
would only come. I feel so silly sitting
here"
He grows restless:"By CAD. 1 will speak
to her-iceberg or no iceberg
But at this Juncture breakfast is served
and his opportunity for the time being ia
gone
She signs and takes up her fork.
He sweetens his coffee and the train
plunges on.
he DurDOSely lnlSneS Wnen she does.
and together they arise. He holds open the
door for hel
She acknowledges the courtesy with a
I graceful bow and flushed cheek Her heart
is beating strongly when she again reaches
the sleeper Somehow some subtle some
thing has passed between them and her
cheeks are pale and the forms and faces of
the men she has lately met nave no place
in her memory, and the music Of the two
step no longer rings in her ears. Their
eyes had met across the table and inger-
ed a little longer, perhaps, than was neces-
sary, orwell and their hands, in reaching
for the salt cellar, had touched What
thrill!
He doesn't try to analyze his feelings, but
goes into the smoker and lights a cigar.
When he again enters the sleeper his eyes
fall upon her great mass of auburn hair
she reclines with her hat off; and then
he comes up the aisle he notices the
SoftnesS of her checks, the slender mana
upon the white temple. the graceful form,
and it seems to him for one instant that
he has q right to go to her and speak But
he passes on and takes his seat.
And she, sitting there waiting for him to
come feels her senses reel and when she
hears the sound of his footsteps; and ne
passes the fragrance Of the cigar smoke
that fingers about mans person comes
to her and she closes her eyes, overcome
with variety of delightful emotions.
He sits With his face half turned toward
her, looking out Of the window.
shes a fine creature-fine creature!
don't believe she's cold, after all.
wonder what she thinns of me, anyway?
| need a shave like anything rubbing MS
chn; look like a wild man. | guess III
just look over that magazine in my grip,
and then it will be the most natural thing
in the world FOR me to hand it to her.
She thinks (sighing): He certainly is in
teresting. | wonder if he talks We'll? Such
an air of the world about him. l like that.
He's no innocent. man with history.
I'm sure. He's about as Indifferent as
am, though. All. reading magazine!
Let's see Qeaning slightly forward; why,
this months issue. nave 1t IN my
satchel. I'll just get it out. He might
think I'm behind the times"
He thinks: We'll, I've looked through it,
but I don't know anything I've read.
Clearing his throat. Well I'll offer it
to her: here goes Cad. shes reading the
same number. CThrows the magazine down
on the seat in front Of him and softly
whistles to himself a selection from
"Faust.')
She thinks: "He turned all the way
around and was smiling. l do believe he
was going to say something. Wonder what
made him change his mind? These maya
zines are so stupid.' (Throws it DOWN.
That night they change at Chicago. He
sistance to her in making the change,
but the omnipresent porter was there, who
sees to all her luggage. The sleeper is
crowded and they are separated by the
length of the car.
The next day they have only occasional
glimpses of one another. Once their eyes
meet and again the rich color spreads
over her face as SHE diverts her glance.
He laughs softly to himself as he strokes
his black mustache.
1xo1
apart"
He has found out from the porter that
she is going to Washington, and she has
caught sight of his ticket, marked New
York
They are in the dining car-he at one end.
she midway facing each other They are
stealing furtive glances at one another
She's a fine creature, fine creature. and
in a few hours she'll be gone. That's the
world (sighing)."
How many meet who never yet have met,
To part too SOON but never to forget"
She thinks: Harrisburg. We reach
there at 4:3O He goes to New York and
I'll never know who he is
He thinks: Just to think. All this
time together and never a word Her ice
berg GOODNESS, though, is to blame
She signs; MY appetite Is gone"
He gets up well, that's all [ can do
for the internal man.
They go into the sleeper
She sits down and looks gloomily out OF
the window.
He. at the other end OF the car, looks at
her. Its lust a shame that I can't know
him and talk to him If love were ALL
wonder if he has read that sweet story.
The, Prisoner of Zenda?'' She half closes
her ewes and muses.: If love were all!
If love were ALI Oh. If it only Were!
She suddenly sits erect and clasps her
hands.
He thinks: "I'H never see her again
and vet perhaps I will. This world is very
small"
She thinks. Il wonder what he's think
ing about? I'm sure he's looking at me-"
He thinks: PITY she hasn't some fresh
yiolets: those are dead
She thinks: I'll just throw these dead
things out of the window There. And
Alex Vaughn gave them to me. How nice
7 thought him. and yet I've scarcely given
him a thought for two days. And neres
the box Candy all gone. Mckenzie did
look sad when he gave it to me, he babe
me goodby at the depot Well, I'll throw
that out of the window. There! Now, FL
steal glance at him. l wonder what it is?
There he's signing his name. 1 wish 1
could see it, | might ask the porter to let
me see his name. But, no; that wouldn't
do. Positively, L am getting as weak as
water
He hands telegram to the porter.
"Ha! Now we'll have a little surprise
party, my lady. l guess she thinks I'm a
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