The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1901-10-30

hairdressing she had adopted.
But you needn't be stand-otiish with
an old-er-admirer, he added quietly
and reproaehfully.
II beg your pardon-what did you
say?"
"Oh nothing, nothing" he respond
ed hastily fearing he had been too pre-
cipitate What charming room this
isl"
Now you must have some tea" she
said, after rather. an awkwardSpause,
laying down her fan, and moving to
the table. Being an old maid In
rather fussy, so you must not talk
while I'm making tit distracts my
attention" she added with forced lit
tie laugh.
He watched her with growing pleas
ure as her hands busted with the cups,
the lamp rays touching the gold In her
hair
ITS like old times. watching you
make tea. Celia. | wish It would be
my privilege always"
Il told you not to talk" she said
with playful severity.
But l must. Don't be so tantaliz-
ing, dearest. I'm not TO touch tea It'll
I've had your answer, till you've prom
Used, in fact" his voice dropped 10 an
earnest whisper, and he crossed the
room TO her side. ito be my wife"
She glanced at him bewildered
"Er-er-in fact, of course, scarcely
In theory" she said vaguely.
Celia" he exclaimed, what on
earth do you mean?"
A dead silence followed. She saw by
his face that something was wrong,
and her agitation increased when he
commenced to pace restlessly about
the room, muttcring to himself I'm an
undertone:
Ever since I've been abroad I've
lived and worked in the hope of one
day winning you, but now 1t seems as
though
She looked up puzzled. what did
you say" she asked desperately. Il
did not quite catch IT, but 1t Is your
own fault. l told You not to talk while
| made tea-two Jumps of sugar, isn't
IT. You see, I've remembered the cor
rect cumberland half the cream jug -
you We're always terribly greedy col
oneli Therew She handed him the
cup and caught up her fan. Now you
must begin all over again. don't
think you've lost the spice of humor."
And she flashed nervous little smile
over the top of the fan
Celia he said slowly, raising his
voice TIL 1t rang through the room,
this Is not time for joking"
The anger In his tono and his hurt
expression frightened and bewildered
her; with gesture of despair she turn
ed away
Of only 1t hadn't been for the mus
taehe" she murmured, half audlbly.
"Mustache" he exclaimed engerly,
hopefulness staring into his tone. "Is
that your only objection? How l wish
| had known before l came! But I'll
have it off directly"
He was standing beside her again,
and now he rested his hand on her
shoulder; but she shrank from his
touch and turned away, half crying
and wringing her hands.
Il thought | could have managed,
but | shall have to tell. l can't go on
like this" she sobbed
Tell me whit? That there Is some
one else2'
lie turned abruptly away, and flung
himself in the armchair, burying his
face in his hands.
Just my luck" he said brokenly.
"But It's hard after all this time, and
now when 1t seemed all plain sailing
to hear that-that-I have n rival.
But" reproachfully, you needn't have
kept me so long in suspense, Celia"
moments silence followed. Then
she left her seat and walked to the
fireplace and stood looking down at
him, toying nervously with her fan.
II can't hear what you say" she said
at last desperately, fllnging the fan
from her. Il should have told you'll
am deaf, but couldn't bear to use my
eur trumpet Just Mt first, because /
thought you would regret having come.
/ know men have horror Of deaf old
maids"
She laughed Historically as she pro-
duced the trumpet from the little bag
at her side and adjusted 1t.
ut WAS just my silly PRIDE" she con
tinued quickly, land thought | could
manage with my fan. You seeJit has
this tube In the center, which carries
the sound through my llps-and then
l understand lip reading If it hadn't
been that your mustache conceals
yours
Us that all?' he interrupted eagerly,
starting up and placing his hands on
her shoulder. There isn't anybody
elseY
Anybody else, where?" she asked,
bewlldered.
Il mean any one you care more for
than me-whom you intend marryingY
MILO" she faltered, the color rush
Ing into her cheeks; "but what an odd
question"
mot at ALL" he answered delighted
ly. Cant you guess, Celia, what /
have been asking you, or" and his
eyes twinkled merrlly-"shall / begin
all over againT'
But 1t was scarcely necessary, for
though she blushed still deeper she did
not now resist when no took her hands
In his.-Mainly About People
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mincemeat and blocks of real estate
by the Saxons and Danes, silver and
brass were In use as currency, but the