The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1899-04-27

81 haven't got any reason, 'cept that
I'm tired Hal"
Don't throw away your life for a
fancy. child"
80, know you have been good TO
me-, and all that-----'
Good to you" echoed Hal Tytanne.
throwing himself up from where he
was lolling and facing a very hand
some Zingarello-ltaliau giri who was
punched up in the corner of a big
chair.
IT'S an open question, according to
the breadth, or depth, or narrowness of
peoples views whether l have been
good to you at all: but God knows l
want to be good to you If you'll let
me-"
well any one would cali It good
for a swell clubman like you to pick
me up. as you did. seven years ago
right out Of the Bowery gutter and
take care Of me ever since"
Nirta Zingra turned q superb pair Of
eyes for q second time up TO HaIs
sadly troubled face. them lowering
them. seemed wholly occupied in pick
ing out the threa ds Of gold embroidery
from a slipper covering the tiny foot
she was sitting on.
at might have been kind Of you to
pick me out Of the Bowery gutter. but
not to take care Of me as you have
since -
since was I6? 4 year ago? Now
You mustn: hammer yourself for
that" Bowery vernacular was not
entirely forgotten. it will be observed.
ut was better | should be good with
tou than bad -"
why should you assume
80, I know. it's in the blood of a
gypsy Italian like me. From II to Il
is a dangerous age"
She stretched her arms up. undulat-
ing her beautifully nodded torso With
that peculiar sinuous waist-tWist that
seems to belong exclusively to Eastern
erns and Gyrsie4, and throwing back
her prettily shaped head, shook out
the masses of her luxurious black hair
She gazed at fTa. for some seconds
through her halr closed eyps. At last
with one sudden movement she as
sumed an erect position ana resumed
the conversation IL picked out" Lam
guage and an accent tha- was little
affected.
Dangerous at least for the females
Of my race. You know We wont go
hungry. either for food or love"
"But what do you want, Nirta?"
II wanc change You are good
and fine looking ard handsome a true
gentleman and only 30. but die mio,
you have been my world for seven
years. TIA tired, | want another
world"
Are You sure, my poor little girl2
VIII you listen to me quietly ard with
attention for five-minutcs sermon?"
She threw herself back in her former
Gypsy attitude. her feet drawn up un-
der her and murmured inpatientlv:
IVA, va"
Hal Tytanne knelt by the chair and
possessed himself of both her little
hands.
Think for a minute over the last
seven years. You have education but
you have had no WEAKNESS with it. 1t
has been my pleasure to make yUu
curious to know things. and in graft
flying curiosity give you knowledge.
No one woulG believe that the lovely
semi Eastern lady whose hands ! am
now holding was once dirty little
gutter snipe. who accepted horrors as
the ordinary events of life, sOiled
little wretch. inside and out. She is
not traceable-is She"
Nirta withdrew her hands. dartcd
them round IIal's neck. and rubbed her
soft cheek round his face. then pressed
her humid lips to his gently without a
sound.
Il said you had been good to me, Hal,
but"
AS good as / know how, grille. save
for one thing; and the deepest love
have ever known, the only love | have
ever known, prompted that. Now
listen. | blame myself for that, though
I could not help it, for the laws Of
nature are stronger than the laws of
man. but if you will come abroad with
me and learn to love me still you shall
be my wife on your eighteenth birth
day.
A pained expression crossed the girls
features as she again lay back and
slowly rolled her head TO and fro on
the cushion of the chairback.
Hal what made you bring Angus
Saul here?"
Tytanne was on his feet in an in
stant.
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