The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-01-29
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By ". LOUISE cUJMJMINy

He looked off over the sea with gloomy
| eyes. Mans gaze followed his and her
face sobered suddenly.
| II wonder where we shall be a week
from to-day at this time," she said.
speculatively.
"The Houghtons have asked me to join
| their party in the White Mountains" he
| volunteered, "but-it doesn't matter about
me. Where shall you be?''
She had given him one quick look. A
pleased smile lifted the corners of her
mouth as she leaned back against their
| own particular rock.
| IL scarcely know yet"
| "You need not be afraid to tell me-
shall not worry YOU he said quietly.
Nan rOse.." - - -
"Let us get down close to the water
for the last time, - she said, slowly.
/ Gordon followed her in silence while she
| climbed ridge Of rock which ran out into
| the ocean and ended in a large table-like
slab. worn smooth by the storms of many
| winters. I
Sky and sea were a bewilderment Of
! opal tints, with one f1eecy, rose-colored
cloud near the horizon. The half dozen
sails in sight were touched into pale pink
by the setting sun. 49,
The girls eyes swept it all. Then she
| stretched out her arms to the. beautiful
| scene. - -=-
"Goodby,'' she whispered, and the
eyes which Gordon could not see grew
wet.
'Don't.'' .s'
| His hand had closed over her arm with
an intensity which hurt. To him these
| summer weeks had been as the birth of
all things. 3
She turned to him, but backed from
what she saw in his eyes. Then a shud-
dering breath broke from her. Her feet
had slipped on the smooth rock. Wide,
piteous eyes sought Gordon's as she felt
sliding no OLE Ire
face, where there was no hold, toward the
ten feet depth of water with its dreaded
undertow.
The one glimpse he had Of them went
through Gordon like a physical hurt ere
he threw himself, face downward, on the
rock with both arms flung out. His hands
touched her shoulders, and fastened on
them like a vice. There was breathless
moment when it seemed as if her weight
must drag him over. Then, lightly as she
would have lifted a pebble, his splendid
arms drew her up beside him.
"Were you terribly frightened?" his
voice vibrated with tenderness
The girl shivered and swayed against
him. Gordon picked her up and carried
her to the cliff path above. e.
II have not-thanked you,' she said
then, but her eyes did not met his.
Il am sorry you thought it necessary"
He walked beside her to the door Of
the pretty summer villa and stood with
uncovered head. His heart died within
him as he took the hand she silently held
out, and watched her white. troubled
face. 1t was good-by then, after all.
He had reached the end of the path
when her voice came to him.
"Mr. Gordon!''' - $500
He turned.
Il think 1 do know. after all, where
shall be week from o-day''
Gordon came a step nearer:
ha oh
ately. The look, which she sent straight
into Gordon's eyes went to his head like
wine-"within the last half an 1lour-to
accept the Houghtons' invitation to visit
| them next week in the White Noun
tains'
| He took the steps at a bound, but she
had escaped him.
"Au revoir!' she called from half way
up the staircase. $3.50
And the tender face which looked down
held the promise Of all that made If.
worth while for Gordon. ~-t.-