The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1901-03-14
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CHAPTER XVIII.

): Copyright, 1900, I
!: By Harold MacG rsth

-.~ CHAPTER XVIII.
"Phyllis," said l. do you remember
the day we first metz E. 1851
We were In the morning room Of the
Wentworth mansion at B.. Phyllis,
Pembroke and l sat before the warm
crate, while Mrs. Wentworth and Eth
el stood by one of the windows COM
pairing some shades of ribbon. My
presence at B was due to wire !
had sent to New York. which Informed
headquarters that l was on the track
of great sensation. The return wire
had said, Keep on it."
when first we metz" echoed Phyl-
lis. "Why. it was at Block Island"
''Oh," said l, 81 do not refer to the
time when you had shouldered the re-
sponsibilities of society bud. l mean
the time when the Introduction was
most Informal. You were at the time
selling lemonade without license and
with very little lemon"
SELLING lemonadew cried Pembroke.
''Never mind him, Mr.. Pembroke"
laughed Phyllis.
"It was a long time ago." went on.
81 was new reporter. Mr.. Wentworth
had to be interviewed. 1t was one Of
those hot days in May. The servant at
the door, said that Mr.. Wentworth was
in the back yard-he called 1t the gar
den-where I soon found myself. You
had a small table, q glass and pitch
er. l suppose every time your uncle
got thirsty you sold him glass. You
wore short dresses
''Terribier' cried Phyllis, shielding
her face with the hand screen.
"And looked as cool as the ice in
the pitcher and as fresh as the flowers
which lined the walls. thought that
If bought glass Of you might make
my approach to your uncle an easier
task. So l looked at you and smiled.
and you giggled."
"Giggled" cried Phyllis Indignantly.
Pembroke was laughing.
eyes, actually giggled," I went on.
81 laid down 25 cent piece, and you
poured out some water which had had
nothing more than a mild filtration
with a lemon. and l gulped it down.
held out my hand, and you said that
there wasn't any change. l smiled
false smile. Let me make a confess
sion"
"Well?' mockingly from Phyllis.
''It was my last quarter. 1t was very
pathetic. l had to walk four miles
down town. l did not know your uncle
well enough. or should have borrowed
car fare from him."
"And l took your last pennyT said
Phyllis gently. "Why did you not tell
me then"
Il was % and proud" said I. where
are you going" for she had risen.
'T'll be back in a moment" she said
as she left the room. When she return
ed, she put out her hand. On the palm
lay two bright American dimes.
"What's thisY' asked.
1.-THE change"
every goodr laughed Pembroke.
said nothing. but took out my wal
let In opening it to put in the dimes
something fell to the floor. 1t was
Gretchen's rose.
what is that?" asked Phyllis. as I
stopped to pick it up.
at is the end Of a story" I answer
ed. busted myself with the fire till
the poker grew too hot.
Elbow many romances commonplace
wallets containv' said Pembroke SEN
tentiously.
II have two In mine," said L.
Pembroke looked at Phyllis, but the
fire seemed to be claiming her atten-
ton. Then he looked at me. but was
gazing at Phyllis. He was in puzzle.
do you know, Miss Landors." he
said. "that I never dreamed to meet
you again when I saw you In Vienna
last yearr *
"viennaY' said she. 'T have never
been to Vienna"
suddenly brought down my heel on
Pembroke's toes.
"Ah. curious mistake on my part.
I suppose the ball at the ministry to-
night will be your Hrst on the CONT
nentr' .r. .r..- .s>.
igazed admiringly at him. He had
not even looked at me. He was GER
tainiy clever. .#...... r
'sYes," said Phyllis, land already
UcucSe all SOtuB " nave "udt Iucy
call stage fright. though cannot un-
derstand why should feel that way"
POSSIBLY It's Q premonition." said
I absently. -.. .-....
"And Of what" asked Phyllis. ~"
"How should known said mys-
teriously. -..
"What In the world Is going on2"
she demanded. "You step on Mr..
Pembroke's toes. you prophesy and
then you grow mysterious"
My glance and Pembroke's met. He
burst out laughing. A possible contre-
temps was averted by the approach of
Mrs. Wentworth. who asked us to have
q cup OF chocolate before we went out
into the chill air. Finally we rose to
make our departure. While Pembroke
was bidding Ethel a good morning,
Phyllis spoke to me.
The last flowers you sent me were
roses" she said softly. 80
"Were theyY' said l. II had for
gotten. Shall l send you some for
this EVENING""
1t was something In her eyes that I
did not understand.