The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1904-12-29
a DENSE roc.

their places OF business little DeIOfe II
was time TO close for the day. Society,
venting its spleen upon the climate of
England in picturesque language, re-
manned al home. or ventured as far as
the nearest club and devoted its days
and nights to bridge. Theaters closed
because even deadheads scoffed at the
offer of seats. and the only people who
regarded the fog as an ill wind, to
speak Hibernially, were pickpockets
and martyrs of asthma.
1t may be said that on the third day
there was one man, at least. in Lon
don who cared not a jot whether it
was wet or fine. clear or foggy, and
that was Everard Heswell. the man
who had stroked the Oxford boat in
the last race The reason of this sub
lime indifference was not far to seek.
Haswen was in love- And when a man
is in love he does the most foolish as
well as the most irremediable things in
his nfe-among them. proposing and
being accepted. For the fifth time
during those three regrettable days
HaSwen had found his way to the
steps of Maggie Weybourne's house.
II was In Berkeley Square. 1t might,
for all he could tell. for the little that
could be seen of il, be any other square
or, for the matter of that, it might
not have been square at all, but
circle or an Oblong. He had discover
ed s1B five times. but he had not man
aged to pump up sufficient pluck to
ring the bell and march in to bully
Miss Weybourne into being his wife
From little things that she had said
loudly with her eyes during a visit to
Oxford he had felt certain that she
loved him But from little things that
she had left unsaid since he felt equal
" certain that she didn't.
He had CROPPED his way about for
some minutes when suddenly he STUN
bled into a slight figure muffled to her
eyes
III I'll 6eg ga e he began
beseechingly. Take my purse, take
my bangle, take my rings; but oh
don't, don't take mel"
With queer feeling that he had
heard the voice before. HeswelI peered
into her face Il don't go in for maxi
ing collections either of jewelry or
young women. / haven't the least in
tentlon of making myself obnoxious 1
dumped you, 1 am afraid, but 1 hope
not severely Good morning or good
afternoon, or whatever it is
He could hear the girl crying softly
He imagined that she was a girl; he
could see nothing of her face. TITS
hopeless; utterly hopelessi" she
home-n-n-neveri"
Heswel had determined to go to
his club and there write a passionate
appeal to Miss Weybourne. His an
cestors had, however. entered the lists
against Brian de Bois- Guilbert, and
the little knighthood that modern life
the sound of woman's tears
viii do my best to guide you
nome, If you will let me- he said.
It's very kind of you" she said; |
Don't worry about your bangles
ana rings. said Heswell Honestly.
DON'T care tuppence about en-
The girl was still uncertain. THANK
you so muchi" she replied. "At anv
rate. it's a great relief to know that.
Fernaps you can tell me where we are
Sahara Sahara. most likely; or Trafalgar
But I want to find Berkeley
Square" she went on. still examining
him as closely as she dared. do you
know Berkeley Square?"
Heswell uttered a kind of laugh
JuSt httle!" he said, in what is gen
orally described as a bitter tone.
~, w hen I'm not actually hanging on to
S1B!" cried Miss weybourne. She
nae recognized the man she had been
IN Iove with for almost three months
ana VINO was her ideal of all that an
Engllshman should be. She was
about to tell him who she was. when
a sudden tactical thought seized her
At oxford she had been quite certain
ma fllat ne had loved her. Since then she
had seen him in London and had NOT
neen quite so certain. 1t was obvious
mat ne was in a more dismal mood
than usual Being a young woman
". %iio nad enjoyed her first season for
al that IL was worth, and who had
nOS gone about with closed ewes she |
Wen knew that when men are in |
S SiS5il al moods tl they are bound to CON
1lue IN the nrst young woman they
meet She therefore deterninad - oii icy
Inn see her home under the impress
SION that she was a stranger Sbe
I,,e,,tt her Iur more closely over her
Know it? I could find NV ..,
1 I'M TO 1t. l have found nv
way, way pnndfolded to it several times
during the last few days. '4iiieS
ing pulse. VII" quicken
IN on my knees in the bow win
low low o! or the drawing room all day
,Why?'' asked Miss Weybourna
Win much polite interest.
Inc, 1ney had been making their wav
a ie%ay along !aWe sbsh my my arm" said
II we walk like this liner
she took it willingly, with a sense of
,,, Thanks" he said. Il was in
berkeley square ten minutes ago
cont think We can have wandered
Miss Melbourne felt a little mora
,,o,' III 1ou re sure I'm not taking
Heswelrs depression became to,
SOIe; haven't got a way. THANKS
II had couldn't find it. I love .s'i III ~
exquisitely'' my iiilllu
Just for moment our young frier,,
N1agsle' who came of a race of snorts-
men. wondered If it were quite fair
10Y TOY 10 tell him who she was. Bv the
one OF MS voice she knew that he was
N the verge of making a confdenca
ana she decided it as fair. she had
lever plned for anything so much in
h hSr NE as to get to the real state of
us Ieelngs for her. 'sYesp'' she a.
outraged by the way. are Won s,,re
We are on the pavement -
At present, yes I'm whaclxine the
.,. lungs with my stick. Personally. I
be in the least surnrise5' e
We came to the ed e nf u. -. =. -ocu ~