The Brunswick daily news. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 1903-1906, 1903-12-13

moonlight. She climbed up beside her
and laid head in her lap.
Have you come to tell me anything,
Juno?" asked Mary roguishly. A.
Certainly not" Juno spokes he
iy. 81 don't feel like talking at all. I
never shall marry him." she asserted
with contradictory irrelevance.
Mary ran her fingers through the soft
hair. She said nothing.
Hes just my age" remarked Juno.
"and stunning to look at"
"Well?" Mary ventured.
''He is awfully fond of golf and walk
ing and all that"
"Well?"
HE says we have the same tastes In
music and books and such things"
Very likely" asserted Mary. II
Juno should develop any predictions
at all in those directions, it seemed
likely that they would follow Mr..
Thorpes.
"But don't care for him. Besides,
never could stand being tied down
even if did love anybody"
What does he say to that?'
"He says he will make me. He says
I Should be freer than ever"
"He doesn't know her," thought
Mary.
But he doesn't really care for me"
Juno explained. HE is misled because
he never happened to come across my
type before"
Some of that is true" said Mary,
adding to herself, land he won't again
There are quantities of other wom-
en- that would be just as congenial and
stimulating to him if he knew them"
"Then it is your duty to tell him So"
II tried to, but he interrupted me-"
What did he say?"
ut wasn't very nice. He said Damn
the other women!'"
On Monday -afteEnoon--Mary found
Juno bending over the manuscript OF
Mr.. Thorpe's article which by free use
of pencil she had rendered absolute
ly illegible
when on earth did you do all that?"
she asked.
1--WE done nothing else all day.
There! read it and see if you think
of anything else to do to it. have
been over it so many times that know
it by heart. I simply cannot look at 1t
again.
Mary took up the sheets.
mo, give it to mel" said Juno. "Pll
read it to you. I'd like to-"
why did you do all that?" asked
Mary boldly.
Il don't know. Yes, do too. want
him to know how much care for him
as friend"
On Tuesday Juno received letter.
it expressed might have seemed ex-
cessive. at was too good Of you to
bother over my miserable article, dear.
Yes, dear, dear, dear. l will say 1t.
How can I ever thank you enough?
And not for that only. How can tell
you what your grand, sweet, womanly
nature has done for me? oh, Eleanor,
love you. Yes, will say that too"
On Wednesday, as Juno came out
from the college postoffice with Mary,
she said; I'm not used to getting so
many love letters a day. Do l love
him?''
NO." said Mary, decisively. you
don't"
Juno looked relieved. "He wants to
come up again on Saturday" she said,
"but have written him not to. was
good, wasn't II"
Very" said Mary.
On Thursday Mr. Thorpe wrote that
there were some points in his article
that they positively must talk over to-
gether. 81 shall be firm, Mary" said
Juno. at won't do at all for him to
come"
why, Juno?" and Mary looked into
Juno's eyes.
HE goes to California next month";"
pursued Juno. evasively; probably
never shall sec him again."
Friday was Juno's afternoon at
home. She always served tea to the
girls. When Mary arrived the touches
and chairs were filled and several
guests were on the floor. Peals of
laughter announced that Juno was en-
tertaining the company with her own
version of some incident in college life.
She never appeared more brilliant or
more irresponsible. Mary, who al
ways slipped into a corner on these
sat watching her friend visit
fully. She could see in the vivacious
face no suggestion of the weeks siege
that Juno's heart had undergone.
Would Kent Thorpe, or any other man,
she asked herself, ever be Juno's con-
quering hero? Her answer came I'M
cxpectedly. AS she tried to go out I'M
noticed while the jolty was in full
swing, Juno opened the door for her.
81 telegraphed him to come tomorrow"
she said in an undertone.
Mr.. Thorpe must have known the
time table by heart. Doubtless it was
his custom, moreover, to keep his
dress-suit case packed These facts
favored his arrival in response to
Juno's telegram at an hour that antici-
pated the usual one for morning calls.
Punctuality, however, did not so much
his manner when, at dusk,
Juno tore her hand from his at the col
lege gateway.