Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1902-05-07

| beating in and it was necessary to
! close the window; he seemed glad
of the interruption, and seized upon
1t to make some remarks upon the
country they were passing through.
| AS she lay down her book and gave
him her attention, she noticed tnat
his right eye was no longer closeI
| it was almost as wide open as the
| other, although it still dropped lit
tie, as if it mad been hurt 1t sudden
| ly flashed upon her that she must
have hit him when she made her vio-
| lent entry-that was what he meant
| by his speech about the umbrella.
Your eye"-she stammered, the
image of remorse. "Did l? Did you
mean, oh, aope l didn't hurt you
very much!"
ut was nothing, really nothing;
| scarcely feel it now," he hastened to
assure her for her eyebrows were
drawn together and her lips were
| quivering, and altogether she looked
as if she were going to cry.
"But I might have put your eye
out!" she gasped.
"You might have done many things
with that deadly umbrella. But you
| didnt-please don't think of it again."
| he pleaded
How good of youl" she murmured,
gazing at MIN with admiration.
MAY l ask" he resumed after a
| moment, whether you were at Shep-
herds some weeks ago with the Van
Duzers?"
Yes" she said. "Mr. Van Duzer
| Is my uncle; | went up the Nile with
him and my aunt. Were you in Cairo?"
Unfortunately | reached there just
as your party was leaving. l met Mr..
| Van Duzer, whom l have often seen
at home. in-er-England, but l only
had a glimpse of the rest of his party.
| was sure, though, that remembered
you. l am-er-Sir Hugh Chester"
he added after a pause 81 don't sup
pose Mr.. Van Duzer will have men,
toned me-"
But OF course he did," she cried.
He talked lot about you, and was
SO sorry that We missed you as we
did. Isn't it odd that | should hap
pen on you in this way?"
Its uncommonly pleasant-for
me-"
But supposing l had put your eye
out with that wretched umbrella?
Uncle George would never have for
given me-"
"'Uncle George?'" he queried with
| nnizziaa1
Joined in a light hearted burst of
| laughter.
You see he thinks so much of
you," she explained.
WELL then you ought to feel that
l am properly presented, and you'll
let me take you out to get some lun-
cheon. Here's where we stop for
food-such as it is"
| And you won't think I'm one of
those dreadful American girls who
keep 'mommem' and 'popper' in the
background and just stram around
having good time regardless? There
are a few specimens left, but not
nearly so many as your novelists
would lead you tc suppose"
| Noh eCii Jou WHll L Illuh, ue
declared, "but l shouldn't mind tell
ing Uncle George"
| The long hours flew by in discus
sions of books and people-for they
found some acquaintances in common
and the exchange of what Beatrix
called views of life." Together they
laughed over the queer dishes of their
makeshift dinner and when Sir Hugh
returned from a smoke at the next
stop, he found Beatrix pensively
watching the rising moon.
Please, when you next discuss
Americans" said she-"you do dis
cuss us now, you know; the time has
gone by when you confounded us with
the outer barbarians-do not say that
the American girl on her travels is in
the habit of talking dozen hours on
a stretch with the companions Heav.
en- sends ner. They are not all so
spoiled as l am; l confess l am apt
to do what | like"
81 don't think I shall Judge the
American girl by you," said Sir Hugh.
Then, after watching her a moment
| oihSS you dit SpedhluS vi VI,
don't you think you are rather a per-
verse little person? Even your dim
pie is in place where no one else
has dimples.'
"Is it?" said Beatrix "Do tell me
moro about that delightful Political
Reform club; 1 am SO interested in
it,"
1t was amazing how much they
found to talk about; one stout oil
lady got out and another got in, but
as no tourists appeared to interrup:
their tete-a-tete, and as the night fell
and the train climbed the heights #
the Semmering Pass they were left
alone. The full moon was flooding
the deep blue spaces of the sky and
filling the valleys with a mystery of
silvery light and deathlike shadow.
Sir Hugh drew the green silk curtain
over the impertincnce of the glimmer-
ing lamp, and lighted only by the soft
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