The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1904-11-26
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but III try. You cannot imagine
though, how difficult It will be not to
be at Molly's beck and call. I can't
keep my eyes OF Of her II she Is IN
sight"
But you must be Indifferent II you
want to bring Molly around. am q
woman and I know. but you, being
only man. are stupid about these
things She laughed and rose. "I
must go now and dress for dinner"
When the picnic party padded back
at twilight Molly expected to see NAL
collins tall. broad-shouldered figure on
the float.
Ford Thompson had proved to be a
bore after all, and in her desire to
tease Malcolm by not going with him
in the green canoe she had made her
self rather unhappy.
But when they came up 10 the shore
In the dusk there was no one In sight.
She caught her breath quickly. Where
could Malcolm be?
She hurried up the steps to the lawn
and looked about anxiously. Then, ON
the mOonlit end of the piazza she rec
ognized him. sitting with his back to
her, talking In a devoted sort Of way
to some girl.
Molly felt bit faint, and walked
rapidly into the house and UP to her
room. There was to be a dance at a
neighboring house, and she dressed
hurriedly, feeling tired and a wee bit
heartsick. When she came down she
found a little group at the foot of the
stairs.
'The others have all gone" said
Mrs Spencer. Malcolm and Florence
drove over early and another carriage
load has just gone. We will go now In
the wagonette If you don't mind
crOwding bit"
Malcolm gone! Molly could not be-
lieve her ears. Then he was really an
CRY with her.
When she entered the ball room the
first couple she saw Waiting together
were Florence and Malcolm. When, at
last he found time to ask for a dance
she refused rather CURLY.
But her refusal did not apparently
spoil his good time. He was devoted to
Anne as we'll as Florence, and Molly
found herself a wee bit jealous Of her
own sister.
1t was a most miserable evening and
she eagerly joined the party that was
going home early, and went to bed
feeling wretchedly abused.
The next day there were no flowers.
and during that week no bonbons came
from town, nor single new book or
magazine. Molly tried to solace herself
with Ford Thompson, but he proved 30
be an insufferable bore, and she longed
for the house party to be over.
Its working splendidly," said Anne
to Malcolm one day. II am sure Molly
cares. She Is positively thin"
How long has it got to lastT'
moaned Malcolm. 81 can't keep 1t up
much longer. i want to tell her it's all
a farce. l can hardly refrain from TAX
ing her in my arms and telling her I'll
be her slave forever after-a door-mat
anything"
That Is just what you must not do"
warned Anne. mo woman wants a
door-mat for a husband. The shrew l.
not tanned quite enough yet, Malcolm"
A new seriousness settled over Molly
as the days went by. which pleased
Anne, but made Malcolm more miser~
able than ever, for he felt that she was
hurt. He decided at last that he would
rot keep up the farce any longer.
So one sunny morning. when most Of
the others were playing golf or canoe
ing, he started to look for Molly, who
he knew had not Joined any Of the
pleasure seekers.
She was not at the boat house, shN
was not on the piazzas or the lawn.
Finally he strolled down the woodland
path beside the lake, stepping softly
on the moss and pine needles. Sudden
ly he caught glimpse of blue gown
on a rustic seat that hung over the
water.
Molly had her back turned and her
face was buried on her arms, crossed
on the seat back. She was shaking
with sobs and Malcolm forgetting all
Annes advice leaned over and gath
cred her up in his arms.
Dear little Molly" he cried. Don't
cry. 1t wild break my heart"
For moment Molly rebelled, but
when she looked UP into Malcolm's sor
rowful, tear-filled eyes and read there
all the love that she used to see In
them, she buried her face ON his shout
ders, like q tired child.
20, Molly, / love you So" he whds-
pered to her sunny hair II can't get
on without you any longer. You must
let me take care Of you and love you
always"
..Will you promise not to make me
jealous"
Eyes, yes. sweetheart" he cried.
holding her close. IF you will prom
Use always to 60 with me in the green
canoe."-Utica Globe.
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