The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1902-10-17
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She booked at him With startled, al
most guilty eyes, and aatherington had
a queer feeling Of having entered un-
Willingly into a sancti6ed presence.
He rose and walked around the roor7
aimlessly for a few minutes. Then he
said he had some nasty experiments to
make, and maybe she would not want
to stay. although he rather looked as
though he would have liked to have
had her.
But she left and then sat at her win
dow watching his shadow move to and
fro as it fell against the trees Of the
garden. Suddenly she heard splitter
ing explosion and a strange cultural
cry. For a ghastly second she watched
the ftful leap Of lights on the trees but
his shadow did not come back. Then
she grabbed her water pitcher, full
happily, and the heavy rug on the floor
and ran into his room. She fung the
door open upon thin blur Of fameand
pickering tongues reaching like dane
In. Imps here and there in midnir, and
through It all something like huddled
figure on the door. Up went the water
ahead Of herself and over herself and
then the rug over the figure. and with a
strength she hardly dared to think
could be in her tense muscles she
dragged IL out toward the hall Then,
wrapping her skirts around herself
with a quick turn, she tore down the
burning portieres that screened the
laboratory from the den, and, finding
The hose attached to the hydrant, she
set the spray over herself and over the
room,
BY this time the others had come
But It was really all over. She stag
gered out to look at Hugh. His eyes
were closed. his face blackened.
us he dead? oh, Is he deadT she
said weakly.
Then. covering her face with her
burned hands as II fearing the an
swer, she sank down In a white heap
beside him.
The next day Hugh, who. though
sInged and stunned, had been little
hurt sat beside her and held her band
aged hands
He watched the play OF her features
as he talked to her, and 1t seemed to
him like w,Sching an unfolding flower
He caught himself wondering again
and again ut some newly discovered
charm. What deep, fine eyes! What a
s!ngularly sweet and unaffected smile!
What IN intimate gentleness in her
voice!
Mrs. Hetherington said one morning:
..How charming you are in that pale
yellow wrapper! You are quite trans
formed" And she passed her hand ten
derly over the girl who had saved her
last child to her.
Hugh said. "She is Cinderella ana
the fairy godmother has shaken the
magic tree over her"
And he did not know just yet that
the magic which was touching her and
him, too. was older even than fairy
godmothers.
He spent his spare moments now try.
ing to please her. even rs she had once
tried to plepse him. He told her over
and over again that it was her wit and
her speed and her dear burned hands
that snved his life after his stupidity
with the ether and the collodion.
.Ah. no. she would say. ut was an
inspiration. am not a bit brave of
DO you remember" he said one day,
"yourtcst of lovt?'
She blushed little this time. You
never told me-" he went on. whether
you ever loved any one that way or
not"
She did not answer
40 you think that you could?
He thought he saw smile fit over
the face. bent away from him though
it was and he took her hands that
were now healed, though still SCARED
q little.
She raIsed her head and looked at
him, and Hetherin2ton suddenly knelt
down before her and kissed her hands.
and then he drew her head down to
him and kissed her on the lips