The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1898-12-05

and I shall have the picture of you
sitting there in my mind. He pointed
to a wooden chair, the only one then
in the room. Experiment with that
chair" he added laughing. ST won't be
long, darling"
The vision vanished; she was back in
the dirty little room again; she caught
up her parasol; streak across the dust
marked where it had lain on the table;
she sprang up and twisted her frock
round, craning her neck back; all, that
she had reconnoitered that chair She
looked at her gloves; then with cry
Of horror she Owed for her handker-
chief, put 1t to her lips and scrubbed
her cheeks; the handkerchief came
away soiled. dingy, almost black This
last outrage overcame her; the parasol
dropped on the floor. she rested her
arms on the table and laid her face on
them, and she burst into sobs. Just as
she used to in childhood when her
brothers crumpled a clean frock or
somebody spoke to her roughly. And
between her sobs she cried, almost
loudly, very bitterly: "Oh, it's too mean
and dirty and horridi"
Harold had stolen softly upstairs,
meaning to surprise the girl he loved
perhaps to let a snatched kiss be her
hrst knowledge of his return He
flushed red, and his lips set sternly: he
walked across the room to her with a
heavy tread. She looked up, saw him.
and knew that her exclamation had
| been overheard.
What in the world is the matter?''
he asked in a tone of cold surprise
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/ just one thing that might narrowly
avert it. But his eyes were very hard
/ She dried her tears and then forlornIv
/ scrubbed her cheeks again. He watched
1 her with hostile curiosity, appearing to
/ think her a very strange spectacle.
| Presently he spoke. L thought you
| loved me- Oh, I daresay you thought
so, too, till came into competition with
/ your new frOck. 1 beg pardon-I must
| add your gloves and your parasol. As
/ for the house, it's no doubt mean and
! horrid; we were going to be poor, you
1 see" He laughed scornfully, as he
added: You might even have had to
do little busting yourself now and
then! Horriblel"
Il just sat there and looked ut hin, .
That was Winifred's own account of
her behavior. 1t is not very. explicit,
and leaves room for much conjecture
as to what her look said or trfeC to
say. But whatever the message was
he did not read it. He was engrcssed
in his own indignation, reader to hurt
than to understand, full of his own
wrong, of the mistake he had made, of
her extraordinary want OF love- % cour-
age, of the high soul. Very likely Az
this was a natural enough state of
mind for him to be in. Justice admits
his provocation; the triviality of his
spoken excuses gave his anger only too
fine an opportunity. He easily Der
suaded himself that here was q revela-
ton of the real woman, a flash of light
that showed her true nature. showing,
too, the folly of his delusion about her.
Against all this her look and whar II
asked for had very little chance. and
she could find no words that did not
aggravate her offence.
This is really rather a ludicrous
scene, he went on. rs there any use
in prolonging it," He waited for her
to speak. but she was still tongue tied
The caretaker needn't be distressed
by seeing the awful effects of her o.nis-
sioni to dust the room, but il you're
composed enough, we might as well
go" He looked around the room
You'll be glad to be out of this" he
ended
u know what you must think OF me p
she burst out, rbut-but you don't uu-
derstand-you don't see
No doubt I'm stupid. but confess
don't. AT least there's only one thing
see" He bowed and waved his hand
toward the door. Shall we go?" be
asked.
She led the way down stairs, her Skin
again held close and raised clear of her
ankles. Her care for it was not lost or
. Harold as he followed her, for she