The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1902-01-15

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door when Edith. with sudden CON-
junction for her languor. exclaimed:
Cant drop you at your rooms, Mr..
Creston%
The young man laughed lightly.
I'm afraid 1t would be rather out of
your way, but II may I'll ride as far
as your fiat"
SO he knew she had fiat. When
they turned Into the dim, quiet side
street, an odd whim seized the girl.
You've never seen our little den,
Mr.. Creston? l know It's rather late
and utterly unconventional, but won't
you stop bit? Somehow | dread my
own company this evening"
The invitation was accepted with
alacrity A few minutes later they
were seated In the glow of the lamp.
Edith leaning restfully against the
soft folds of her cloak. While Creston's
quick glance took in the dainty room,
whose every appointment had come
from the home Edith had loved and
lost, the girl was whlmsically wonder
Ing what would happen If her COM
panion, Mrs. Cornelius. in dun colored
wrapper and crimpers, should sudden
ly appear IN the doorway and ask
about the Ginner. as was her custom.
But Mrs. Cornelius slept. and Creston
turned from his polite scrutiny of the
room to study Ediths face.
You are nearly worn out, Miss Har-
love-" he remarked abruptly. DO you
hoyp Vniir Vacafian eorIy ~
In August. | believe. though the
schedules not made out yet"
"Humph! August is long way off.
Why don't you cut it all and go with
your aunt to-
Edith was aroused Oh the instant.
$50 uncle has been talking to you,
and you've gone over to the enemy"
Not 50 bad as that" replied Creston
cheerily. II shall always be on your
side, of course. but then | think YOU
are Il bit unjust to your uncle and aunt
when they really want you for theii
sake rs wen as yours"
ooh, but you don't understand" pro
tested the girl. why. II We're tt
make my home with them my salary
would NOT pay for my dinner gowns
alone"
And YOU must work.
81 must work | would be utterly un
happy il were dependent on any one
| love work, indeed do
Creston rose and drew his fine figure
to It's full height before the tiny fire
place and mantel. From this vantage
point he gazed wistfully upon the
graceful figure reclining In the wicker
chair. But when she locked up at him
the wistful expression had disappear
ed, and in its stead shone n light al
most masterful.
81 think that even the most indie
pendent of you business women need
some one to look after you occasion
ally"
Edith flushed.
THANK you for the suggestion, and
may / add that ! think you have done
your full share in-er-looking after
me?"
In flash he read her meaning. She
thought he was reminding her OF the
incident at the 81" station--of her own
carelessness and his so called bravery.
Believe me, did not mean that. |
was only thinking how wan and tired
and disheartened you look"
She held out her hand. with a smile
that yelled tears.
81 am tired and horrid tonight, and
you We're very kind to come In and
save me from myself. VIII you come
hao ly ntney xul \
amiableY'
John IIarlowe met his niece on low
err Broadway.
"Hello, Edith. Back from your va
cation? Come in and have lunch with
me-"
After they had taken possession OF
table among the palms and ordered
the most cooling combination on the
menu Mr.. Harlowe glanced keenly at
the sunburned face Of his niece.
Look as II you'd been living on the
beach. Been having beastly weather
In town. BY the way, young Creston's
had luck. Rowland went over to the
N. Y. and H., and Creston gets his
place"
"YesT"
cts quite an advance for u man 30
young in the service, and Edith
there was positive anxiety in the
mans voice as he studied his niece's
impassive FACET hope you'll treat
the boy-well, little better after this"
81 really don't see how | can, my
dear uncle. Ten days ago I promised
to marry him, and rather think that's
the limit, don't your"
HE actually asked you to marry him
on that salary? Edith, that fellow will
be president of the system some day.
Lord, what nerve And on hundred
month! Think of itp'
Eyes, and just think IL | hadn't
turned to look at that red hat, and he'd
never saved me, nor you'd never
There. there, Edith This is no
game OF consequences"