The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1902-11-14

Pardon my interrupting you, bu,
Mrs. Montgomery sent me. May ]
take you to her?" he said.
Madeleine rose at once, and. takine
his arm, with an apology to her part
ner, she moved away. Merrydew led
her towards the garden, where hun
dreds of fairy lights were scattered
about the sward, outlining the path
ways to many coy corner for mer-
ry couples, who sat whispering sweet
nothinss under the moonlit sky.
rs my mother out here?" asked
Madeleine, innocently enough. "Does
she want me to go homer
ITO go home? No, the night is
early yet. But she told me 1 might
bring you here" he said, as they
stopped before tiny arbor with just
enough room for two.
'Where is my mother?" said Made
leinc, hesitating to take a seat inside.
Il lefs her here, but perhaps she
thought 'two's company'-you know
the rest, and agree with her. Shall
we come IMP"
Madeline's instinct warned her;
yet, with the inclination strongly to
refuse, she yielded and sat down.
swell, what do you think of your
first bail? You must feel exceeding
ly elated. 1t must be a proud mo-
ment IN your life"
Il am enjoying myself immensely,
for 1 love dancing. But why elated?
1 should hardly call it that"
"You must know you're the pref
test girl in the room. Doesn't that
would most women, 1 should say"
That's compliment, Mr.. Merry
dew, and hate them"
Eyes, you say you do. All women
profess to hate them, but they APP
preciate them all the same"
Pardon me, I don't; they only
make me uncomfortable
Uncomfortable? How sensitive
you must be. Are you sentimental as
well rs sensitive?"
Il don't know. I hope not. I pre-
fer to be sensitive, if 1 must take
my choice. And I expect it's my
sensitiveness that makes me feel cold
just now. Perhaps we'd better go in
doors again"
That's too unlkind. You're chilly
because you keep me at a distance.
If 1 come closer you will be warm
and he moved some inches
nearer to her. "Now, don't you think
you could be little sentimental for
once with me?"
He leaned towards her, taking her
fan from her unwilling fingers, and
prepared to use it for their joint
benefit. 1t was glorious night, the
gardens looked like enchanted
ground, besprinIled with jewels of
colored light; above, the blue vault
of heaven was over them, shining
with bright glittering stars; an ideal
spot for lovemaking. But the words
his mar had said had only served to
bring an ache of remembrance to the
girls inner consciousness. eff only
Jack were here" was the cry Of her
1eart, ind she turned almost angrily
towards her tormentor.
''Don't fan me, please. I told you ]
'elt cold. And I am sure I have not |
he slightest grain of sentiment in
ny composition"
my dear girl, you only want to
earn. Let me teach you. I am
,1ofessor with large experience"
''Thank you, Mr.. Merrydew, I have
myself many times to-
lay on having finished my education
don't want to learn any more les
ons for a long while"
but you won't mind hearing some
interesting facts, I'm sure. Come
low, let me tell you that you are
and that I want to have
ou all for myself" he said, taking
er hand, and the next minute she
cit his arm encircling her waist
he tried to rise and draw her hand
way, Lut he only held her the tight.
r.
Don't be angry, darling. Won't
on listen to what / want to say?"
''No, I will not listen; and take
our arm away. How dare you'll" she
ried, struggling to get free.
The next moment his hand had
cached her shoulder and his lips
Tere near her cheek.
81 swear, I'll have one kiss, at any
ate," he muttered, close to her ear
"You shall not! You shall not!
'on't touch mel" she cried, despair
Ugly.
A shadow darkened the entrance to
he arbor, and Merrydew's clasp re-
lxed.
Madeleine sprang up.
"Ah, here you are. I'm afraid I've
ONE too late, Miss Montgomery; but
ave you a dance left, 1 wonder?
20, Jack" she cried, stepping for
ard and slipping her hand through
is arm, please take me away"
"JacI1, DEAR" said Madeleine-there
as a catch in her voice and she was