Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1899-1903, 1901-07-11

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T. what iaean. rhinrs co
takt \ Of you thtn:'
TAis giace dos. apparently she
n,W rcd lau%hing as she leaned
Ne \ nn the scat throwing her arm
hind !tar nnd Yesting hor head on
/. - e.r~ht hin looking at h :
-. ~ r,a,n 1 ana almost gtmtle |
:et ~.
st1cll ,no about wrl"s-lf" h. asked,
q" y .cofnmanled--so brusquc
erd direct was the REQUEST
$b' tnl9 him about the small house
aud thc small life she had I'D in it.
won about the furniture and the hric.
a-hrac confcssing to her occasional
rlearanaes and the deception sho had
10 practice on her father about them.
He was worry STEM, but he was a
Good listener Soon he began to
smoke. and did not ask leave This
might he rudeness. but seemed rather
4 cou inlv sort Of rudeness and was
re&dlv forgiven.
And suddenly | come to all this"
she murmured. Then with start she
added 'But I'm forgetting your
mothers death and what you must
feel. and chattcring about myself
y .e!ld YOU to talk about yourself.
Is il auch a great change to come
here2'
Immense, To come here even for
a day. Immense. She waved her
hand moment and found him follow
ing it with his eyes as it moved.
you don't look. he said slowly
las if it was any change at all
What do ven mean?" she asked. in
terested in what he seemed to sug.
gest
You fit in he murmured looking
up at the house-at the window of AID,
die 1ristran's rooT-"and you're very
poor" ne asked.
Yes And YOU"
20. I'm not rich as such things go
The estate has fallen in value very
much" YOU know But" He broke
off. frawning a little Still we're
comfortable enough he resume l.
81 should think so. You'd always
have ii to look at anyhow What die
You think / should be like?"
Anything in the world but wha'
you are
The tone was at once too sincere
and too absent for compliment. Ce
civ knew herself not to be plain
hut he was referring to something
else than that.
In fact I hardly thought of you as
an individual at all. You We're the
Gainsboroughs.
And you didn't like the Gainsbor
oughs?" she cried, in flash of intui
ton.
NO l didn't he admitted.
why not?'
"A prejudice" answered Harr!
Tristram, after pause.
She crossed her legs, sticking on,
foot out in front OF her, and looking
at it thoughtfully. He followed thu
movement and slowly broke into
smile. 1t was followed by an imPa
tient shrug. With the feminine in
stinct she pushed her gown lowe
down, half over the foot. Harry laugh
: ed. She looked up. blushing and In
clined to be angry.
! 20, it wasn't that" he said laughin
: again rather contemptuously. But
He rose, took some PAGES along tn
lawn, and then, coming back, stoo
: beside her, staring at the Blent an
: frowning rather formidably.
Ibid you see me when | first sa'
, you by the pool?" he asked In a mt
), ment
Eyes. How you hurried after me!
Another pause followed, Harry
frown giving way to smile, but
perplexed and reluctant one. Cecil
+ watched him with puzzled interest
! still sitting with her foot stuck OF
:, in front of her and her head Resin
. on the bend of her arm. her eyes lool
ing upward, and her lips were jus
i, parted.
Il Have been staring at you?" he II
q quired abruptly
"Well, yes, you have" she answe
ed. laughing "But strange cousi
expects to be examined rather car
fully Do I pass muster among til
!, Tristrams? Or am | still the hate
= Gainsborough?"
:. He looked at her again and ca
y nestly.
;, She met the look without lowerir
q her eyes or altering her position
any particular.
!. '1t's too absurd" he declared ha
,f fretful, half amused. Your feature
e aren't so very much alike, except II
- eyes, they are-and your hairs darke
~ But you move and carry yourself al
n, turn your head as she did, Al
that position you're in now-wh
"a I've seen her in it thousand time
y. Your arm there and your foot stu
out
His voice grew louder as he we
~ on, his petulant amusement givil
. way to an agitation imperfectly su
al pressed.
- who do you mean?" she aske
"a catching excitement from him.
IT.. #. why, my mother. That's her at
,s tude, and your walks her walk. al
lv your voice her voice. You're her-i
~ over, Why, when ] saw you by t
ra pool just now, q hundred yards Q
lie strolling on the bank"
- Yes she half whispered, ~
-, started, didn't you?"
~, Yes. I started. thought for n
at ment l saw my mothers ghost.
"a thought my mother had come back
no Blent. And it is--you!"
He threw out his hands in g
"a ture of what seemed despair.
NJ CHAPTER XII.
CHI Fighters and Doubters.
"Miss 8 wasn't so far wrong, aft