Virginia gazette. [volume] (Williamsburg, Va.) 1893-192?, 1901-04-06

delay, as thought IL came late you
mi ght permit me 20 stay awhile. Aft
or the crush. don't you know"
He smiles with whimsical entreaty.
and she mods assent rs she passes him
on 20 Mrs Weston and turns TO the
guests that follow. Mrs. Weston gives
him both small hands with frank gem
srosity, and with n strategic movement
brings him into position slightly be-
hind her own plump shoulder and I'M
der a big palm tree that shadows them
both.
''You stay there. want 20 tell you
story Dear Mrs. F,tz Haven't So
delighted. Yes. looks charming. does
she nct?-There was cr~e man ard
n woman who loved each other. They
had average sense i'm most things. but
he was Jealous and she was proud
Mrs. Northrop and dear Lilliani SO
afraid You were not coming. Yes. aw-
fully warm.-She had some good looks
and some old beauN. Why not2 Did
ne think nobody could appreciate her
till he met her? And after be had
deigned 20 tell her that ne looked upon
her with favor. one OF the old beaux,
who had hoped TO win her for a long
time. met her in the conservatory al a
ball They always DO meetin cOnserva-
tories in stories-Whst a sweet gown,
Mrs. Talcott. Imported. OF coursei
You lucky wonan,-Old cat, She owes
my modiste an awful bill. Where was
7? Oh, and he. the man. saw the old
beau crush her in his arms and kiss
her. She couldn't help IL. and besides.
she felt sorry for him. for she had Just
told him a final no and he was all cut
up.--Mr. Has6rouck. the pink gown
that YOU are strainiug your eyes 10 find
IN this Kaleidoscope Is in the tea-room.
Don't mention iti-Wen, and he. OF
course. would not ask for an explana-
ton OF anything. and courteously re-
leased her. On. well. she released him.
IL YOU think il sounds better. Same
thing. But a woman who lis not dense
can feel that something is wrong and
does not need a wall to--er-dOeS not
have 20 be told some things.-Where's
that big husband Of yours. Marion?
IN pick YOU mp tomorrow and well
drive 10 the club together. 7 want 90
talk over that nomination. It's all
wrong. YOU know. Ciubll 90 20 pieces
AZ three.-And he found that his jeal-
cusy was a poor substitute for the
woman who was the one woman In the
world for him. and she smiled proudly
and brave'y like gentlewomsn. and
ate her heart out In secret. Keep
quiet, It's my story. And then some
body. who had no patience with the
two OF them. but who felt sorry and
was soft enough 20 interfere. because
things got missed IN her own lie once
aud were not cleared TIN IL was too
late-she put her oar in and tried 10
prevent another shipwreck.-Nes Mrs.
Trevelyan is here. Mr.. Trevelyan. No.
| I missed Saturdays game. My new
| golf suit was not finished. And it's 20
| cold and 7 look a fright when I'm cold.
/ OF course. YOU enthusiasts will play all
I winter. suppose, Thank the pow
ers. they've nearly all gone. This con-
! versatioual strain on my intellect Is
awful Society talk = harder than
/ Tbsen and Tolstoi Get Kate "a glass Of
wine The Huntleigh girls and Maud
| Norris want 70 TAX ART class with me
Iu the tea-room. That means half an
hour. al least"
Mrs. Stanard turned 20 the tai
man bending over her with the smile
faint en- her lips and the eyes strained
and weary.
"Nes. am tired" she said. "No.
DO not want anything. only TO rest q
| moment. The heat has made me dizzy
Where d, Betty?"
BETTY Is in the tes-room." he said
''She Is talking cook ing-school, or medi
esal arr. or something Of equally vita
importance with Miss Norris and tn,
Misses Hnntleieh. Betty told me 4
story about conservatory this even
ing. VIII YOU let me take YOU Their,
now2 ! want 20 tell il TO YOU. II s.
quite interesting. You look very tired
Comet"
In the conservatory he placed her Il
q long. low chair. and she sank bacl
with long sigh of relief The man a
her side leaned forward with his 81
bows on his knees Slowly closing an
! opening her little empire fan. and i
a steady voice. he told her Mrs. Yves
tens story.
Then he turned and looked at he
pale face with his searching eyes.
Il was wrong-utterly wrong" h
saiS. slowly. But have suffered sore
ly. Can YOU forgive me. You are gres
enough-fOr that?'
4 keen anxiety vibratee through IN
quiet strength OF the low tones. an
tho fan fell 10 the floor with a litti
clash Of the ivory sticks. as he bowe
his head on her han6s. lying motionle:
In her lap--and waited.