The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1902-04-10
lie seemed quite casual.

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marked, with a woman when she's
married.; after her husband comes the
world"
Her expression was dangerously
near one of contempt.
"On the whole" he said at length,
"do you get on as you used to do-12
years ago? No knocks, mean"
What do you mean by knocks?" she
asked
"Well, I only wanted to say that as
far as I'm concerned-I mean. of
course, if you ever want anyone to help
you over style-you have only got to
send for me-
She put down her ice deliberately.
81 prefer not to be classed as a lame
dog" she said.
He smiled quietly, "At any rate, ad-
NIT then that pride is not in your peck
et,' he said.
"No, it's on my sleeve" she replied
tartly.
'Ah," he said, then mind people
don't brush against it when they walk
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A small dance was given the next
night for those who had remained.
Among these were an effeminate youth
from Boston and the clergyman. Mars
den had judged them as types. Orce
that evening he had danced with her,
but her pride was still on her sleeve.
She had been waited upon intermit-
tently by the youth and the clergyman
until Marsden, feeling tired Of it all,
had gone out into the garden. He sat
on the same seat they had occupied the
previous evening looking wStfully at
the sea that broke like the occa yional
swish of branches into water. He must
have been sitting there for a quarter
of an hour when he heard the sound Of
footsteps on the grass Coming in his
direction. In moment the Boston
youth appeared from the other side
of the hedge and, seeing him, nodded.
Cool he said, casually, "cool after
that room inside"
you exert yourself too much," said
Marsaen. IF tried to dance as much
as you do l should be apt to take life
seriously"
depends who you're dancing with"
said the boy.
"Decidedly; but does one ever find
the proper partner until the dance is
over?"
The youth smiled with abundant ex-
perience. Not if you use discretion"
he said. "That widow-Mrs Marsden
her name isl spotted her the first
moment that | came down here. II
you knew much about women you'd
know the type at once"
The youth took a cigarette ont OF
his case. They want knowing" he
said vaguely, as he struck a match.
she's probably been married to some
old bounder who tied her mp into a
knot and paid her to stay there. Then
he became convenient and died"
you meet hundreds of that sort
of women at the seaside the youth
went on. shes probably no better
than the rest of them, but she's Ge.
cidedly little 'cuter!'"
"What do you mean by no better?'
ooh, of course, I don't mean 20 say
ANYTHING against her. but Won know
what | mean. She can see both ends
Of the stick.
Marsden rot I'M from his seat anf
looked down on the boy.
Look here" he said. quite calmly
its little atoms like Yourself tina,
dirty the world with words, buI
haven't the courage to soil it with ac
tions. Now take little bit of adyic,
from me, since you're too young (,
give anything else to; take my advic,
and wait until you're man before yoy
say anything about it. Now run along
in and dance"-hi~ voice changed
and choose the sort Of woman yoj
are accustomed TO when You want to
ruin another woman's character
Marsden left him, then his onl!
thought was to find his wife; the DO,
had gone out Of his cOnsiGerati ion
Turning around the corner Of thu
laurel bush he saw her figure retreat
ing across the grass toward the house
There was a sudden hastiness abou
every step that she took that stunl
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