The Savannah morning news., 1901-11-24

Helen, bit sharply. II hope you did
not tell him l was a stenographer.
He'll be sure to offer me work, and
1 want to rest every minute I'm here
''I never told him anything. but I
reckon he'll be over to see you soon.
Somehow, in spite of all his talk about
wanting quiet and seclusion, l believe
he's plumb homesick for New York.
He's been counting big on your coming,
and has been over every night lately"
Almost on the heels of this remark
there came a knock on the door, and
Mrs. Maitland admitted a tall, square
where it was not hidden by a we'll
trimmed beard, showed a newly ac-
quired tan.
Helen was at first inclined to resent
the presence of a stranger on this her
first evening at home, but the feeling
gradually wore away. Glenn Warner
was so, thoroughly at ease in the dim,
simply furnished front room, so debon-
nair in his conversation that Helen fell
to comparing him and to his great ad-
vantage, with the young men whom
she had occasionally met in the dun
colored parlor at her Harlem boarding
house. Yes, unquestionably this was
New York man, the sort she had read
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theaters or driving in the park, but
never before at such close range.
Young Warner--or was he young? His
beard and eyes wore the thumb marks
of time, but his voice was blithe, al
most boyish. He steered the conversa'
ton modestly and skillfully away from
his book He- had been mere dilet-
tante in college, but this was to be
something SERIOUS. He would certainly
send them afiVautographed copy when
it came out, bot in the meantime there
were pleasanter things to think
about. And here he looked
straight at Helens beautiful gray
eyes The well-aimed arrow fell
short. Helen was mentally arguing
whether or not she was glad he had
chosen between Benson Harbor as
literary workshop and she did not
catch the admiring look.
By the next night she had decided in
the affirmative. She found that the IN
terests of Benson Harbor were no
longer her interests. At a. m there
had come to her an intense yearnlng
for the dull office at the end of the corr
ridor. At 10 she pictured Graham slow
ly, perhaps irritably, inditing his own
correspondence, for he had declared ne
would have no substitute. At IL she
saw the elcNdlOT olOOeiAtS w ~ Wv
lunchroom on the top floor. At the
ianitor's assistant would enter the Of
nee, and she wondered anxiously II
Graham would lock up every scrap OF
paper. She had looked after these de-
tails, Hers was a temperament which
found its greatest happiness In the
knowledge that she was essential 10
someone. And Graham, In scores OF
ways, had shown his dependence upon
her his faith in her. BY o'clock she
had lost her appetite, and the suiien
roar Of the surf set her wild Tor the
shrek and rumble OF the elevated road.
When Warner arrived there was gen
uine welcome In her eyes.
And Warner? Well. he blessed the
prospect of the next two weeks, and
returned Ia his old game Of love-inak-
ing with the zeet OF one who had been
deprlyed OF the lighter and most en-
toyabie privileges OF life. Not that Ben
son Harbor could boast OF no pretty
girls. but they had proved shy or SHY.
on inapprsclstlye, or-engaeed. And
Helen was none Of these. She carried
her gowns, too. almost az well ~ nid
the women in his own feti yes aimosl
a. well aH-Hs froWneq suddenly, tlfn
Laughed with Helen, ana forgot.
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