Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1900-02-04
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hot breath OF summer made The stuffy
little fiat uncomfortable. Holbrool was
rarely with her. The tradition was
that he was very hard worked young
man.
One or two futile efforts had been
made by their co-renters to establish
the tie between the peevish-faced
lame girl and the handsome young
athlete who had brought her there.
Any direct questioning was altogether
out of their power. 1t had been at
tempted once-when Holbrook's girl
was first discovered hanging clothes
upon the roof lines. 1t was never at
tempted a second time.
mo, I'm not his sister nor his cou-
sin nor his mother" Lady Jane had
snarled in answer to the point-blank
question, and such dangerous look
had come into her great black eyes
that the questioner recoiled with an
apology.
Lords sake, girl, you needn't de-
your body for asking civil ques-
ton. It's none of my business, sup
pose"
Now you're talking sense" Lady
Jane had answered, graciously; then
and there finally closing the door to
every neighborly advance.
But all that had happened nearly
three years before the Saturday after
noon when Teddy climbed, the steps
with the bundle under his arm. Lady
Jane had never told him anything
about it. She had her own reasons
for this reticence. 1t might put no
lions in his head and make him give
up the fat, and this she did not want
him to do. Their present style of liv-
ing suited her in every respect. And
she wasn't going to be interfered
with by a lot of cackling geese"
There were strong lines in the fret
full, pale face, now illumined by the
gas jet in the little kitchen, and there
was a world of resolution in her blaz-
ing black eyes. Tonight there were
signs of a growing discomfort about
her.
All this going out of evening might
be fine fun for them that went but
it left her with many weary hours on
her hands, before she could decent
ly" go to bed. She wondered if Ted
ever gave 1t thought
The dinner was in a state of COM
plete readiness when he finally emerg-
ed from his cubby. respondent and
shame-faced. He plunged into the
dining room very much as he might
have taken header into deep waters.
His assumption of ease was patheti-
cally thin. Lady Jane punctured it
with one sharp glance.
"Bless us and preserve us, you have
Powered out"
Teddy made a violent effort to treat
his evening dress suit lightly. well,
yes; have put on an extra touch Or
two, but the class meets at Il very
swell house TO night, and all the fell
lows are going-thls way"
He looked shyly down on tie shin
ing lapel of his rented coat, then dart
ed up suddenly: ooh, by George. I've
forgotten something!"
He returned presently, with bunch
of crimson carnations in his haad, and
in the butonhole of his coat d sprig
of white heather. He laid tha carna-
tons on Lady James plate.
81 brought those for you"
Her acceptance Of his offering was
distinctly ungracious. She scarcely
gave them a glance.
You're awfully good, and perfectly
ridiculous. You needn't be spending
any money on flowers for me- with
a spiteful emphasis on the me; then,
more tartly still: whats that in your
buttonhole, Ted? 1t isn't caraation."
The art of looking down at his lapel
brought bright color into Teddy's