The Somerset reporter., 1899-11-16
BECAUSE
OF IDGMLS
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lie Won Her In Poverty and Married
Her In Riches.

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May | walk home with you?' he
ASKED
1t was past o'clock on wet winter
night and they had just come out of
church, where the vicar had been dis
coursing eloquently on the social equal
ity of man.
The girl looked up at the sky, opened
her umbrella. and said YES"
You think he was right The man
nodded his head in the direction of the
building they had just left.
Not al all" said she, with a little
toss of her head. 81 think he was all
wrong in general"
But in particular"
You and | have nothing to do with
particulars" she remarked, kicking
away stone which lay in her path.
we are particulars briefly.
No. we are not" retorted the girl.
we are most decidedly generals. My
father is General Carwthen, my grand
father was General Carwithen: your
father is-a general dealer" This latter
was said under her breath.
The man did not contradict her; he
merely asked her If it made any differ
ence to themselves.
Il think we are, and always shall be
as far apart as those two stars" she
said sadly.
The rain had ceased, and two watery
stars twinkled feebly in the gloomy
sky.
81 am nearly home now" she said
after a little silence. you had better
not come any farther Good night"
The man apparently did not see the
hand she held out. He said good night
laconically. but he turned and watched
her until She was out of sight.
Once home, she flung herself on the
bed In an agony of despair The man
found his friend awaiting him on his
doorstep.
"Hellol You look a bit down in the
mouth. Needham. knew this bust
ness wouldn't work satisfactorily" he
said.
It's working splendldly," answered
the other.
''rhen what is it?" asked his friend.
Randall Needham gave a little laugh
and shrugged his shoulders. THE tale
is as old as the hills Arthur" he said.
Il am in love"
"Phew" calculated his friend.
"Oh. it's all right" said Needham.
she is perfect lady" Arthur
glanced round his friends study Vic
Inns and bows galore Uttered the room
music was the dominating passion of
the mans life.
"She doesn't knowW he asked.
Not she" answered Needham. "She
thinks my father is general dealer in
only heaven knows what. But I'll
make her own she loves me before she
does know. No one here has ever
guessed my story, | am poor violin
teacher. pure and simple
Not so simple, either" Grosyenor
laughed.
The two men had brought out their
pipes anu sat luHlliS away at Ah'li ~
their hearts content.
Look here | met an old woman |
know in the street today went on
Grosvenor Il told her was staying
with you. aud she asked me to dine
there. she turned up her lofty nose
with scorn at the bare idea of you join
ing her select party at table No one
ls good enough for Mrs. Ranter; she
has her precious girls future TO
think of. and you are not an eligible
"Ranterw echoed Needham. why.
that's the name of my best pupils
mother. Are you going
us thy servant dog returned
Grosvenor.
Mrs Ranter is one of the most ar
rant humbugs on the face of this earth.
Nothing short of a title is worth any
thing to her" said Needham.
"Oh. | know her" returned the other
II think she would sell her soul for
position"
"If she had one" added Needhan
and they both laughed.
How did that general dealer idea
get about asked Grosyenor He had
stopped smoking to refill his pipe
ooh. don't know" answered the
other. Il expect Mrs Ranter is nj the
bottom of it, and | haven't contradict