Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1901-09-07


any sense In that. Oh. dear! I'm COM
pletely done up by the terrible expe-
riences we have had today"
1--WE are provided with efficient serv'
ants, Miss Thomas" said Maxwell
| calmly. elsie, will you find All Sin
and tell him to prepare supper for our
guests?"
"a Chinese cookw cried Miss Thorn.
as. How lovely! Is he chambermaid
too? / have heard that they are ex-
cellent servants and that they are real
ly preferred to women In lots Of places.
Papa never took me with him on one
of his trips before. but just wouldn't
let him 60 without me this time. An
hour ago would have given the world
to be back again In Kansas City, and
now wouldn't be anywhere else than
here If could. What pleasant room
this one Isl! rising and passing un-
tremendously through the open win
dow. This Is the library? Your son
mentioned it to us, but did not sup
pose that anybody had such thing as
q real library in this region"
She began an inspection of the book'
shelves, which she continued with yer,
bal Improvement Of the bindings until
her eyes rested upon the piano.
"Well, l never" she declared vehe'
mently. Then, raising her voice. she
called out. "Who plays upon this-the
Chinese cook?"
mo" responded a quiet voice direct
" behind her. my father and play
upon It"
"Why, Mr.. Maxwell! How you star
tied me! did not hear you come IN:
Whoever would have expected to ind
piano here? Why, you are really
quite civilized. are you notT'
She raised her eyes to Isles when
she asked the question, and her eyes
and face were much more perfect than
her manners, for they were exquisite
but when they encountered the wide
eyed stare with which Llsle was re-
garding her her glance sank In confu'
sion. and the red blood suffused her
throat and cheeks and brow. Then,
because he continued silent and because
she knew that he was still watching
her, she became angry.
zone would think that you never
saw q woman before" she exclaimed.
81 never did," was the quiet reply.
"What"
Miss Thomas forgot her confusion
and her anger at the same instant.
what did you say? Say 1t again,
please" she exclaimed after a short
pause.
"You are the first woman that ever
saw, Miss Thomas" said Lisle In the
same quiet tone. He was perfectly
self contained. He regarded the beau
tiful creature before him with exactly
the same emotions that he would have
felt If he had been standing before q
cage In a menagerie. viewing some rare
specimen Of capture from equatorial
Africa. He was studying her physique
without approval. mentally rejoiced
that his own in no way resembled 1t.
That slender waist, which he might
have spanned with his fingers, found
no likeness In his own. That swelling
bust, prominent beneath the tight TT
ting tailor made waist, appeared to
him like q deformity. The tightly
drawn skirt Of brown cashmere SEEM
ed to him as though 1t would be de-
cided impediment to walking. and he
realized at once why its wearer had
declined to mount his horse. Her hair
filed him with wonder. She had
thrown aside her hat, and he saw upon
her head the most remarkable specta-
Gle he had ever witnessed. Miss ThoD-
as was justly proud Of her hair. She
had often been accused Of bleaching 1t,
but she had the satisfaction Of know
ing that it was not only natural. but
that it's tint could not be counterfeited
by all the chemicals in the world, and
Lisle studied it in amazement. He be-
lieved that If it were permitted to fall
to its full length 1t would have reached
to the ground, as indeed it would, or
very nearly so. He thought it must be
very heavy to carry around. and he
wondered If she slept with it that way.
While he studied her the anger In
her face died out altogether and gave
place to an expression Of genuine
amusement.
"This Is the first time" she said
presently. 1.-The very first time, In all
my life that ever posed as curiosity.
l rather like 1t. Go on. am sorry that
I did not think to provide myself with
a catalogue. Perhaps, though. can as
sist you verbally. What are you look
ing at now-my boots? They're twos.
manufactured by Smith G. Brown, Main
street, Kansas City; quality. Of the fin
est; shape, the latest; style. unexcep-
tional; finish, superb; handsome and
warranted; price, $3.50. What now?
Look at them closely; wear flves.
My, how cold your hands are! They're
like Ice. See how warm mine are. Oh.
the rings! Did you think they were
corns? They slip off and on-so. One
of them-this one-is an engagement
ring, but l shan't marry the man who
put 1t there. How old are you, Mr..
Maxwell-more than 1?
81 am 49," Lisle still kept his eyes
fixed upon her, changing his gaze from
point to point in search Of new sur
prises and further marvels. He was
mentally comparing her to himself, and
he thought that there were many points
of similarity which he had not at first
discovered; also that they were decld-
edly unlike. To him she was q human
paradox.