The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1898-11-23

You ougntu't to speak like that of
Them, " she Said reproachfully.
mo, l oughtn't," he admitted.
"But what say doesn't matter The
word is with you.
"How often have / said itP' she
cried
"But this timo there seems kind of
finality about it" he said ruefully,
and as he spoke a hanson drove up to
the door.
THAT is Lord Roper" she exclaim.
cd darting to the window
"Am to go?" he asked
"oh, please
Good by. Joan, " he said and took
his hat again
"You will meet him ON the stairs, -
sho cried as Reginald stepped toward
tho door.
II will stay if you like. !" no offered,
coming to standstill
II don't think''--
"Oh. very WE'LL" he said, turning
away.
Perhaps you had better, she ex-
claimed, coming toward him. "And.
Reggiei'
yes" he said meeting her half
way
If You care for tho primrose"
II do, he returned
"Shall r.
She drew quite close, and standing
on tipped toes (she was n small person)
deftly placed the bunch in the button,
hole of Reginald's frook coat. Suddenly
Joan sprang away and the door opened.
Lord Roper entered with the air Of q
successful wooer, but seeing Reginald
he appeared ludiorously astonished. He
stroked his dyed mustache with ono
hand while he held his hat in the other
Joan's face grow red as u peony, and
Reginald looked down at the bunch of
primroses in his buttonhole. His atti-
| tude seemed to arrest Lord Roper's ut
| tention. Then he darted a sharp glance
| about tho room.
"Those arc tho first primroses have
seen this year" he said
''Harbingers Of spring" remarked
Joan, with smile.
"You attach great Significance to
them. then. Miss Joan2" continued
Roper ooolly.
"Oh, yes; am not like Peter Boil. ="
she answered.
II am afraid can't stay to SEQ your
people after all, +" said Lord Roper II
am like tho Irishman, no continued,
with n smile; IL am here only to say
couldn't come.
81 nm sorry, Lord Roper.
"Oh, we'll, it il tho fortune of war,
he eaid. "and tho spoils go to the vic
tor.
But battle may DO drawn, she
cried. with n rather apprehensiyo glance
at Reginald, land" she added There
may not DO any serious casualties"
With that she offered her hand. and
he pressed 1t slightly. Then he nodded
to Reginald and went away
"He bears 1t we'll, " said Reginald as
tho door closed.
Bears what" Joan asked, with
sigh
"Why, his defeat" answered Reg
| gle; Though | don't see how no
knew
II suppose il was the prmroses. " sho
said demuroly.
Ibid ho'--
"He brought them from Roper Park
this morning" sho said, and Joan
sighed again.
Roper is not II lad sort of fellow, d"
| he remarked
"Oh. Irespeot him immensely |" cried
Joan
And Yen respect his diotum, " Regi-
| Dald suggested
What do you mean?" che asked
quickly
"fho spoils to tho victor. you know"
said Reggie, and no took her hands.
"Aro they worth havingf" she whis-
pered.
"Darling"-
"And yeti
"Yes'" he said, us she stopped.
Il hesitated, Reggie. dear. she
murmured. dropping her oyelids.
"Still, you were not lost. he muir
INJURED, drawing her closer
1T was rather near thing" she
said. III you had not GOMEZ
"Well2"
II might have been tempted"--
Never mind tho might have been,
Joan, +" no urged.
And yet p
"Yes2'
"Oh, you knowi" she said, hiding
her face against his coat.
"You loved me all tho time, dear -
"Of course''---
"That IL all | wantl" he cried. -
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