Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1899-09-27

books and slate. Did she ever hear
of him, Caro?" He leaned toward her
But she was turning the rings on her
slim fingers, the faintest suggestion OF
smile at the corner of her lips.
zone day I'm class he missed word
not that II was SO unusual, and she re.
fused to 60 above. because. she lisped
i love you Then he gave her a pansy
with some boyish words OF affection
and she flushed and asked, Am your
little heartseaseY Caro- don't you re
memberY
II don't remember to have given you
any right to ask such questions"
"But you remember" he persisted.
SHE laughed softly. How they hat
ed me, those other little girlsl They
called me a mean, stuck-up. snub-nosed
thing"
A little CLEAN of triumph shone in
his eyes. She remembered.
Then the mountain party years af
terward. You were sixteen. l was
leading your horse. the saddle turned
and you fell right into my arms, Caro-
and kissed YOU"
The long lashes had curtained hel
eyes.
"Have you forgotten" he whispered
However did you make such love tC
the senoritasT' she asked, demurely
"You had no "reminiscences and youth
full foilies in common. Z"
Don't interrupt, please. | promised
to do 1t all. Then the night / left
can feel your little fingers soft and
warm in mine yet and see the wistful.
ness in your eyes. You cared then
You can't deny It, Your trembling lips
and sweet wet eyes kept me straight
over there among so many wild fel.
lows You told me to make man of
myself. and have worked hard. hon.
est years for you, dear. / have never
loved any other womn."
She sat still, the color coming and
going in her cheeks.
He leaned toward her. his heart in
his face. They were quite hidden by
the drapery. A voice cut softly across
the low humming that filled the rooms,
woman's voice as she passed with
her attendant TO the refreshment room.
"The pretty blonde who stood against
these curtains--she was looking at you
with her heart in her eyes, the voice
said. "She Is young. la petite; size will
learn to shrug her shoulders and laugh
as the years go on"
The girl leaned forwrd to catch the
reply. Her blue eyes black her cheeks
white. the little teeth set relentlessly
in the soft redness of her under lip.
The answer came lightly after a mo-
ment:
"a man will pass sweet wild rose
II a lily grows and dazzles just be
yond.''
The voices were lost in the hum.
She leaned back, the small hands
cllnched. He watched her anxiousIy.
The senuous, softly swelling waltz
melody throbbed In his BRAIN
Would she never speak? He Jared
not.
Then with long breath of relief she
moved toward him. The delicate beauty
of her face shone like flower In the
Swallowed nook.
"Rob," she said softly. "rm so glad
know
Know what. dear?'' He covered the
little fingers as IL she had been child.
She lifted her eyes in establishment.
"Know that II was wounded pride, of
course. What did you think meant:
/ would have got over 1t. No woman
with any spirit would have cared for
a man after that. But II is such a re-
lief not to care And she laughed a
little. light-hearted girlish laugh.
"Caro, are you sure" His voice was
full of entreaty. "Will you let me
teach you to care for me?"
ut would be useless"--the words had
no sting; the voice was soft and low
perfectly useless, for / have discov-
cred new and unsupported territory in
my being tonight. Rob, you dear
stupid, don't you understands She
slipped her fingers into his, just as in
the old childish days. 1--WE loved you
straight through, but you were gone
so long"
There was an ecstatic movement OF
the curtain. then silence: because un.
Outstanding Is enough when people are
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