The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1903-02-13

ceive him and asking you to drop in at
ten minutes past 8. 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 IL
lusory cakes had vanished. There was
fiutter 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 pleasure in
his voice which suddenly made 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, land then I'll
retaliate in kind"
"I've simply been growing worldly
and horrid, and I'm not at all the sort
Of person that / was five years ago.
I've given up my ideals, those exquisite
ehimeras which seemed so near to us
that summer. You see New York isn't
the proper habitat for the soul"
Grantham's deep eyes were bent up
on her half in doubt.
~ don't think you are quite fair to
yourself" he began gently, and the
look in his eyes made her wonder nerv-
Ously how much longer it would be be-
fore Lorrimer 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 in his manner.
His eyes rested upon Miss Barry with
look which struck Lorrimer as 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.
He also noticed that Miss Barry, with
feminine inconsistency, had evidently
repented of her determination to look
like q 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-
s-st IL tl.o,, II loo 1aI
to seize the first opportunity that pre-
sented to hum:
And, oh, am glad that moment sad
Was cheered by sight of me!
1t 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 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 puzzled way and
then continued:
Mrs. Grammar was with her ana
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. II know you will love
them"
Miss Barry murmured the usual COM
monplaces and then added maliciously,
with a defiant look straight at Lorri-
mer:
Il was about to ask for Mrs. Grant
ham when Mr.. Lorrimer joined us. l
hope she is very well|
Left alone. she and Lorrimer looked
at each other in a nonplused manner
for a moment. Then they both burst
into peals Of laughter.
She finally crossed the room and
made 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 Lorrimer.
she held it out to him, looking rather
foolish.
1T doesn't say that his wife is dead,
but wouldn't you think SO from the
wording and-and from the other cir
cumstances" she pleaded. Then de-
voutly: Goodness! I'm glad l wore
the pink broadcloth!"
$50 am l, DEAR" replied Lorrimer,
and then he went on to say But 1t
would take too long to tell that