Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1901-07-04

er the crush. don't you know
He smiles with whimsical entreaty
and she mods assent as she passes hin
on 10 Mrs. Weston and turns to the
guests that follow. Mrs. Weston gives
him both small hands with frank gen
srosity, and with a strategic movement
brings him into position slightly be,
hind her own plump shoulder and un.
der a big palm tree that shadows them
both
You stay there. / want 10 tell you
story Dear Mrs. Fitz Haven't So
delighted! Yes, looks charming, does
she not?-There was once man and
a woman who loved each other. They
had average sense in 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 beaux. Why not? Did
he think nobody could appreciate her
till he met her? And after he had
/ deigned to tell her that he looked upon
her with favor. one OF the old beaux,
who had hoped to win her for long
/ time, met her in the conservatory at a
/ ball. They always do meet in conserva-
I tories in stories.-What a sweet gown,
Mrs. Talcott. Imported, of counsel
You lucky woman!-0ld cat! She owes
my modiste an awful bill. Where was
]? Oh, and he, the man, saw the old
beau crush her in his arms and kiss
her. She couldn't help II, and besides,
she felt sorry for him, for she had Just
told him a final no and he was all cut
up.-Mr. Hasbrouck. the pink gown
that You are straining your eyes to find
in this kaleidoscope is IN the tea-room.
Don't mention itl-Weu, and he. of
course, would not ask for an expana-
ton or anything and courteouslv re-
leased her. Oh wen. she released him,
If YOU think il sounds better Same
thing. But a woman who is not dense
can feel that something is wrong and
does not need a wall to--er-does not
have 10 be told some tbings.-Where's
that big husband Of yours, Marion?
III pick you up tomorrow and Wen
drive TO the club together. ! want TO
talk over that nomination. It's all
wrong, you know. Clubll go 10 pieces
under that womanl All right. dear.
At three.-And he found that his ieal-
ousy was poor substitute for the /
woman who was the one woman in the |
world for him, and She smiled proudly |
and bravely like a gentlewoman, and 1
ate her heart out in secret. Keep /
quietl 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 TO interfere. because
things got mixed in her own life once
and were not cleared till il was too
ate-she put her oar in and tried to
prevent another shipwreek.-Yes Mrs.
Trevelyan is here, Mr.. Trevelyan. No,
missed Saturdays game. My new
golf suit was not finished And it's 30
old and look a fright when I'm cold
IF course, you enthusiasts viii play all
winter, I suppose! Thank the pow
RS, they've nearly all gone. This con-
strain on my intellect is
lwful Society talk is harder than
bsen and Tolstoi. Get Kate a glass OF
vine. The Huntleigh girls and Maud
Iorris want TO talk art class with me
n the tea-room. That means half an
lour, at least"
Mrs. Stanard turned TO the tall
nan bending over her. with the smile
amt on her lips and the eyes strained
md weary. -s------
yes, ] am tired" she said. "No. I
10 not want anything, only TO rest a j,
moment The heat has made me dizzy.
Where is Betty?" b
Betty is in the tea-room," he said.
She is talking cooking-school, or medi- /,
val art, or some hing Of equally vital
Importance with Miss Norris and the
lisses Huntleigh. Betty told me ,
tory about a conservatory this even /
ng. win you let me take you there !
.ow? ! want 10 tell it to you. II is I
uite interesting. You look very tired.
.ome!'
In the conservatory he placed her in
long, low chair, and She sank back
With q long sigh Of relief. The man at
er side leaned forward with his ell
lows on his knees. Slowly closing and /.
pening her little empire fan. and in I
steady voice, he told her Mrs. Wes- :
on's story.
Then he turned and looked at her
ale face with his searching ewes.
Il was wrong-utterly wrong" he t
aid, slowly, But have suffered sore I
Y. Can you forgive me. You are great
nough-for that?"
A keen anxiety vibrated through the
uiet strength Of the low tones. and +
be fan fen 10 the floor with a little f
lash Of the ivory sticks. as he bowed a
is head on her hands lying motionless u
b her lap-and waited.
She looked down at him with a great
sistfulness, and then gently lifted his 5
lead till his eyes met hers
yes we have both suffered. dear" d
he said. "And il was all SO uselessl .
;ut al such time a woman can dc b
othing Her hands are tied. You
oubted me-and when a woman is
omitted she ran h14f he silent sT1 - Z 4