The Somerset reporter., 1902-11-13

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added quickly. only not In just the
way he Thinks. He's had so much sad
ness in rs life that | cannot bear to
give him pain. | want him to see for
himself that | am different now.
thought of fixing myself up like a per-
feet trump" she said anxiously. ITO re-
ceiye him and asking you To drop IN at
ten minutes past .. not minute later,
so that There won't be any time for
"Reminiscences prompted Lori.
mer, and she assented
The teapot was empty and the H.
lusory cakes had vanished. There was
flutter of departing guests all about
them, and they rose and made their
way homeward.
At precisely O'Clock the next day
Miss Barry was greeting Mr.. Grantham
with an expression in her dark eyes
which was not well planned. if indeed
it was calculated to reconcile him to
his fate
you've grown, actually grown. since
we last met" he said, his handsome.
serious face lighting up with pleasure
and with ring of boyish pi Ire in
his voice which suddenly III her feel
very world worn. very callous and very
unworthy. Tell me about yourself -
all that you've been doing and think
ing he went On cordially. but with no
trace of embarrassment. and then I'll
retalate in kind"
I've simply been growing worldly
and horrid. and I'm not at all the sort
of person that l was five years ago.
I've SVEN up my ideals, those exquisite
chimeras Which seemed 50 near TO us
that summer You see New York isn't
the proper habitat for the soul
Grantham's deep eyes We're bent up
OH her half in doubt.
Il don't think you are quite fair to
yourself" he began gently. and the
look in his eyes made her wonder merry
ously how much longer it would be be-
fore Lorriner appeared.
As If in response to her thought he
was announced at that moment. and
the three were soon chatting pleasant
ly. If Mr. Grantham felt any annoy
ance at the presence of third party,
there was no trace of it i'll his manner.
His eyes rested upon Miss Barry with Il
look which struck Lorrimer rs being of
the sort that one gives to an admired
but utterly unattainable object; he
looked at her as one might look at
some beautiful ideal to which he had
ceased to aspire.
lie also noticed that Miss Barry. with
feminine inconsistency, had evidently
repented of her determination to look
like trump" There was something
extremely up to date in the way that
the dull pink broadcloth swirled around
her slender figure, and her dark hair
seemed to shine and ripple more ex-
Quisitely than usual. Lorrimer decided
to seize the first opportunity that pre-
sented to hum
And. oh. am glad that moment sad
Was cheered by sight OF me!
It was not until Mr.. Grantham rose
to go that he said:
"You know perhaps of the death of
my twin sister, Mrs. Raymond She
died In Rome six months ago. 1t was a
terrible shock to Mrs. Grantham."
There was a queer little inarticulate
exclamation which seemed to come
from Miss Barry's lips, while shade
of establishment flashed across Lori
mer's face. The speaker looked from
one to the other in a puzzled way and
then continued:
Mrs. Grantham was with her and
will return on the Etruria next week.
/ want you to meet her. Miss Barry,
and see our boys" His face was shin
ing with pride. 81 know you will love
them"
Miss Barry murmured the usual COM
monplaces and then added maliciously,
with a defiant look straight at Lori
mer.
Il was about to ask for Mrs. Grant
ham when Mr.. Lorrlmer joined us.
hope she is very well?"
Left alone, she and Lorrimer looked
at each other in nonplused manner
for a moment. Then they both burst
into peals of laughter.
She finally crossed the room and
made a search in the small desk which
stood in the alcove and came back,
with her eyes bent upon the note in her
hand. Sitting down beside Lorrmer,
she held it out to him, looking rather
foolish.
at doesn't say that his wife is dead
but wouldn't you think so from the