Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1902-03-15
A Matter of Opinion
CO HERE are degrees in friendships,

DuC tuefe are no degrees III love.
We either love or we do not"
There was tone of finality in Kate
GOrdon's voice-a depth Of conviction
that arrested her friends attention.
you speak as If you and love were
old acquaintance, Kate. If l didn't
know how you keep all your admirers
at arms length, would think you had
at last surrendered that proud citadel,
your heart"
Twilight had fallen; the room was
full of shadows, and the crimson wave
which overspread Kates face, painting
her ears and neck and brow vivid
carmine, was lost upon her companion.
She did not reply for moment. When
she did, her tone was low and even as
usual.
you foolish Amy" she said, trying
to speak lightly. II wish you would
leave off weaving romances about your
friends. Believe me, real, living char
acters are not nearly so satisfactory as
the accommodating puppets Of the nov
eltst's brain. The heroine in a novel
always does the proper thing at the
proper time, and in the end either mar
ries the prince OF her dreams, and lives
happily ever afterward, or nobly and
unselfshly gives him up to the other
GIRL" and is sweetly resigned all the
rest of her days. Which would you do if
you were in the heroine's placer
why, I'd marry the prince, Of course!
No grand heroics for me!' returned
Amy. promptly and decidedly.
But If the other girl loved him very
much, and her life was cramped and
narrow. And If you had everything else
In the world to make you happy? Don't
you think it would be your duty to re-
sign him to her when she had only that
one thing-and you had so muchT'
Her hands were clasped tightly in her
lap, and her voice had grown earnest
intense.
IF he loved me, I'd marry him.
should not think the other girl would
want him if he loved me. And besides,
1t wouldn't be fair to him. His happi
ness ought to be considered. too"
But if ne were brave and noble and
strong? To such Il nature would not
the knowledge of having fulfilled a
duty-at whatever cost of pain to him
self-bring happiness?'
"You are getting beyond my depth"
said Amy, shaking her head.
IF he had known her first. and had
been content and happy until be met
your Kate demanded with strange in
sistence. would it be right for you to
take her all when you already have SO
much?'
"You are illogical, Kate. You do not
consider the happiness of the prince.
From my point Of view, it would sim
ply be sacrificing two lives instead Of
one to give him up"
"Oh. no, no. no." Kate cried, striking
her hands together with sudden vehem-
ence.
"Why, Kate, one would think the
story real, and you It's heroine" ex-
claimed Amy, laughing. You have
missed your vocation. What a pity that
you are the wealthy Miss Gordon-ex-
elusive, fastidious-else you might
make a sensation ON the STAGE
The maid turned on the light as Amy
rose to go, and in the sudden glare of
electric light she was startled by the
look of suffering on Hates face.
KATE, you are i'll. And have tired
you out with my long yisitw she cried
with conjunction.
mo. Ny head aches and the weather
is somewhat depressing" She pushed
the hair back from her temples with a
peculiar nervous movement that told of
suppressed feeling OF some kind. 81
suppose shall see you at the Grant
leys tonight" she said. accompany
ing her friend to the door,
AS they stepped into the hall they met
a man who had evidently just come In
from the street. 1t was raining, and
there was a suggestion OF dampness
about his clothing.
"Good-afternooi.. Miss Gordonw he