The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1904-07-28
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Copyright, 1901, bp J. B. Mitchell

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and simultaneously held out the other.
I'm afraid you don't quite remem-
Der me. Miss Kensington." he began.
Remember you? Remember you,
Billy? Why, It's only three years since
--oh, do say that you have but just
come out; that you did not really see''-
Certainly not" returned he prompt
". after the rain the deck is fear
fully slippery. AS a matter of fact. l
have just succeeded in picking myself
up from it."
Dolly laughed softly and plunged FIVE
rose tipped fingers through a tumbled
heap Of sun blond hair.
You haven't changed at all," she re-
marked, slipping deftly into the most
convenient chair.
Sanford regarded her closely for the
space of half minute. light that
was not unfamiliar there leaping swift
ly to his eyes.
NO." he said. quite grave: mot the
least bit-not in any respect"
Dolly's lashes, long. blue black, flick
cred momentariiy over the smoke col
ored eyes. "Not really 2" she questioned
in musing tone.
''And you, Dolly" he pursued, alert,
tentative-"you have not changed Ell
ther, l presume?' He took the camp
stool opposite her.
A minutes pause, broken only by the
rush and swirl of water against the
sides of the ship.
Presently Dolly glanced up. 81 have
not changed, Billy" she replied. Her
voice was low, sweet. easy Her gaze
slipped dreamily out to the limitless
expanse Of quivering. jewelsd water.
For some time both were silent,
studying the truculent breakers With
retrospective eyes.
"And by that am to infer that you
will never
I'm afraid l never SHALL" responded
She
Sanford smiled, trife enigmaticaHy,
and looked Gown ut his strong, sea
tanned hands.
"Still in the quest of the ideal, l see,"
he observed after little, his keen gray
eyes shifting transiently along the deck
rail.
$50 to speak," acquiesced Dolly, fol-
lowing his gaze.
Zone might just as well chase rain
bows" grumbled Sanford, digging
clumsily into his pocket for cigar.
.May Ii' he inquired politely.
Dolly nodded, catching her full lower
lip under a curved row of milk colored
teeth. ITO judge by your remark" she
commented, with a sudden infection of
Ire, zone would think that l was-am
-a-that"-
>''Not at all,' corrected he emphatic
ally. Every brilliant persons frequently
foster illusions. It is an infallible sign
of theosophic mind, though common
ly speaking He broke off lamely.
"Ye-esT'
"Well, mistake, should say
People learn by mistakes"
"But scarcely ever profit by them.
Experience generally comes too late
for-the train"
ideas," conceded Dolly after pause.
"As to-
ideals, of course
"And may ask-you would not mind
telling me whether you are any nearer
| the-whether you have really He
looked at her helplessly. a shadow OF
dwindling hope across his face.
mot an iota nearer" she cut in, with
some abruptness.
Sanford smoked complacently for sew.
eral seconds. The sun dropped steadily
in the west, casting a weird copper
glow over the thin, keen, expressive
face. Dolly watched him furtively for
little, her gaze gradually shifting to
the great plunging emerald columns OF
sea water, scattering sheets of opal
spray and filling the air with salt fra.
GRANGE.
What takes you to New York. Viii.
uam?' she asked after awhile, with a
sudden assumption of casual interest.
Sanford did not at once reply. a
queer little smile developed about the
corners of his mouth as he looked at
her half averted profile.
A long silence ensued. When Dolly
looked toward him again, there were
tear traces in her eyes. She held out
her hand.
"Let me congratulate you, won't
you? Her voice was studiedly low tc
hide its meaning. "Who is the-the
lucky girl. Billy"
1.-The woman love-" he replied sen
tentiously, drawing her fingers inte
both his hands and holding them close
Dolly flushed, snatching them away
sharply.
''Don'tw she cried. 'It's-it's mean
of your
by the way, Dolly" asked Sanford
what are you going to New York
| for?''
She regarded him narrowly for an
instant through contracted lids.