The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1903-01-15

ceive him and asking you to drop in at
ten minutes past 5, 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
a fiutter of departing guests all about
them, and they rose and made their
way homeward.
AT precisely 5 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
ing" he went on cordially, but with no
trace of embarrassment, land then I'll
retaliate in kind
1--WE simply been growing worldly
and horrid, and I'm not at all the sort
of person that l was five years ago.
I've given up my ideals, those exquisite
chimeras 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
81 don't think you are quite fair to
yourself" he began gently, and the
look in his eyes made her wonder nery-
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 a third party,
| there was no trace of it in his manner.
His eyes rested upon Miss Barry with a
! 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 a 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-
quisitely than usual Lorrimer decided
to seize the first opportunity that pre-.
sented to hum:
And oh, I am glad that moment sad
Was cheered by sight of me!
It was not until Mr. Grantham rose
to go that he said:
"You know perhaps Of the death Of
my twin sister, Mrs. Raymond? Sht
died in Rome six months ago. 1t was {
terrible shock to Mrs. Grantham."
There was queer little inarticulatt
exclamation which seemed to come
from Miss Barry's lips, while shad'
Of astonishment flashed across Lori
mer's face. The speaker looked from
one to the other in a puzzled way ant
then continued:
Mrs. Grantham was with her ant
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 low
4 them"
Miss Barry murmured the usual com
monplaces and then added maliciously
with defiant look straight at Lori
mer:
II was about to ask for Mrs. Grant
ham when Mr.. Lorrimer joined US
hope she is very well?'
Left alone, she and Lorrimer locke
at each other in a nonplused manne
for a moment Then they both burs
into peals of laughter.
She finally crossed the room an
made search in the small desk whic
stood in the alcovc and came back
with her eyes bent upon the note in he
hand. Sitting down beside Lorrimel
she held it out to him, looking rattle
foolish.
SIT doesn't say that his wife is deat
but wouldn't you think so from til
wording and-and from the other Gil
, cumstances" she pleaded. Then de
youtly: Goodness! I'm glad l wor
the pink broadclothv'
$50 am 1, DEAR" replied Lorrimel
and then he went on to say But
would take too long to tell that.
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