Middletown transcript., 1903-04-18

looked at him. His gentle eyes
shone happily, and her smile
had lost it's wistfulness. Yes.
she said; and he seized both hel
hands.
Oh, no, no, don't she protested
and again her face was flooded
with delicate color. I'm going
| must go! Martin still held her
hands. When, Jeanette, wheni
he questioned, but Jeanette
would not look at him.
Please let me go, she besought
him.
But the dramatic rights to
Laurel Crown" he queried.
What has that to do with
I'm not going to star, and l
don't want them, she replied, her
beautiful voice trembling. If
you don't let me go this moment,
I'll write friend in again! she
added, suddenly; and Martin let
her go. She few to the door and
down the hall to the elevator.
The door of the elevator had just
been opened; Jeanette swept
blindly into it, to the astonish-
ment and very nearly the annihi-
lation of it's one occupant. I
beg your pardon! she exclaimed,
without turning her eyes.
Good heavens, you should !!
You are the most precipitate per-
son I ever knew. First, you
whirl out of my Office, and then
Jeanette gasped. Mr.. Stone!
she said, breathlessly.
Exactly, replied the manager,
urbanely. I am going to ask
Mr.. Martin Page why he doesn't
answer his letters promptly.
Young authors are so conceited!
Do you happen to know Martin
Page? he added, suddenly.
Know him! cried Jeanette.
I've known him all my life. I
I am going to marry him.
What! calculated the manager.
Yes, said Jeanette, l am; but
you may have thedramatic rights
to "Laurel Crowns
But, shouted the manager, but
you say! Are you going to re-
tire now, after all I've done for
you?
Retire? echoed Jeanette. OF
course I'm going to retire! I'll
60 right on being leading woman
The manager lead her from
the elevator into the hall, and
scrutinized her face with genuine
anxiety. Would you object to
telling me whether by any chance
you have lost your mind he ask
ed.
Perhaps I have, faltered Jean
nette. I wouldn't. be sure.
You told me you wanted to
STAR And you told me you
couldn't star me, Jeanette re-
turned.
And you got up, and whirled
off, as I have said before. If
you had less suddenness aud
more serenity of manner, you
would have waited until I had at
least finished my sentence, the
manager drawled. What I start
ed to say, was that I couldn't star
you, unless I could get the dra-
matte rights to"Laurel Crowns"
For me? cried Jeanette, wild
ly.
Exactly. For whom else? The
part of Ruth just fits you
It certainly does! put in Jean
nette.
And you say may have the
rights
Yes, oh, yes!
And yet you said you want to
go right on being leading woman
No, I do not, Jeanette ex-
claimed, excitedly. I do not! Il
want you to star me; I want to
star in Laurel Crownsn
Then what in heavens name
IS all the trouble about? the man
sger demanded, fercely.
Jeanette laughed like a happy !
child. There is not any trou BILE,
she said, with new and lovelier |
ring in her rare voice. There |
IS not any trouble in the whole
wide world! And leaving the
manager staring after her.. she
,an down the hall, opened the
loor without knocking, and rush
ng up to the astonished author of
Laurel Crowns flung her arms
around his neck and kissed him.
Stone is in the hall, she
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