The Montgomery advertiser., 1901-05-22
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He shook his head. Don't let me drive you away" he panted. Grayson smiled involuntarily. He did not look capable of driving away a fly.
 T always lunch here," she remarked briskly. wont you share my feast ?'' She reached a little covered basket and opened 1t as she spoke. ''rm sorry l have no wine-it would be good for you--a bottle of milk and como sand wiches are all have" Let me drink out of the bottle," ke said, noticing the single glass.
 "oh. no," she laughed; "the hostess must do that
 Please" he protested, closing his hand upon the bottles neck. "It is bad enough to take half your lunch I wouldn't unless I was starving. Don't ask me to be the cause of strangling you"
 "strangling me!'
 I'm afraid you are not used to drinking out of bottles."
 You. at any rate, seem to be used to having your own way Graysof re- marked sotto voce.
 You know" Miles said, leaning down on his elbow after the lunch was finished. T always knew that should ma you nefe."
 You did7"
 Yes; I kept looking forward all the time I was sick to the day that should be well enough to come here and nnd you. Isn't it pleasant that it should al1 come true?"
 "vsfy" orayson admitted. absently. She was thinking pretty fast and the thoughts were not comfortable.
 "Of course" he went on !n a tired, happy voice, If you don't want me to know why, won't; but I zhould so like to tell you a little of all those tlue angels meant to me when was lying there T = at . the mercy of every unlucky
 4 shade of annoyance came into 0rsysonS clear eyes. "So this was what happened to folks for trying to be Chrtstians."
 Tt is aii right" Miles said quietly. Mary tried her best to find out who k was but she couldn't I knew I should ma you here. Shall we talk of something else? Tell me what books are being read nowadays. haven't heard . book mentioned for over a
 "shs doesn't read to him." Grayson reflected swiftly. She mentioned a book and its author; he named an ear LIVE WVhAg ohC hdu TCdQ dHu ulBdp~ proved of 1t; he defended 1t.
 When two book-lovers are fairly launched upon bookish talk under a grand old tree on perfect summer day who shall count the lapse of hours?
 The girl was the first to awake to her surroundings. My stars" she cried. starting up. Tt is time was going home"
 Don't say that" he objected, dream- fly. T should so like to stay here with yot-aiways.
 "Unfortunately for your inclinations, then." she returned lightly. "I go back tc work tomorrow"
 Going away? Why, I have just found you! Please stay, just day just a week longer. Until you know me well enough to let me talk to you. have--have thought of you so much and you are such-such long ways ahead of my day dreams. Do you know what I used to call you?" Wait" she interposed. But can't wait. You are going away. have dreamed of you day and night and you have never given me a thought"
 "oh. no;" Grayson replied as she ad- justed the kodak strap. "It's not so unfair as that. have thought of you once or twice"
 Have you? Wait. tell me something, please, honestly. Did you ever think when you were taking a picture that IT would like it?" You are not at all concetted!" NO; but honestly. It Is such a little thing, and Lit means so mncn to ine." Grayson forced a. lalg1 as she snapped down the lid of the lunch bae- ket. If it Is any satisfaction to you to know it. haven't taken a view for week without reference to your probable"
 Miles caught her hand with swift movement. My blue angel" he cried under his breath. how could help loving you"
 Grayson shut her ears and cast an | uneasy glance toward the distant boarding house.
 "Very we'll" he said quickly, but you are not going to forget me entire | ly. are you? Friends write to each other and we are friends Aren't we
 q suppose so," critically. If people | can be friends without knowing each others name"
 l "Names-why we know that. There's yours on the kodak--a pretty one. too; and mine Is Robert Miles" Bob Miles--you were in the army with Jack? Oh. we'll, then it Is al
 right
 "I am so glad" he slipped his arm lightly across her shoulder and touched | hia lips to her tourist cap. The girl yielded to him involuntar'' | ly. He was her hero-the man who
 How do such things happen? Their eyes met: his arms were about her and his lips to hers. He was straining hel | to his breast with all the eager
 strength of the hungry heart. And al
 the world was glad; so wildly, madlS glad that the very sea laughed for joy
 Julia Truitt Bishop.