The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1904-08-18


Go anything in his life so much as he
hated to put up those bobs and go in.
he fingered in the shadow Of the side
entrance He pulled OF his glove and
held out his hand.
It's the best fun I've had in dozen
blue moons" he said. enthusiastically.
She nodded. smiling. He retained
her hand for L moment. then he gently
drew off the scarlet silk mtten.
Il don't like to shake hands with a
cooi comrade with gloves on he eX-
plained. She let him have the warm,
firm little hand moments very
short one-then drew it demurely
away.
Good night, Mr.. Hiliiard," she said.
i've enjoyed it. too
Miss Virginia." he urged. taking
step after her. I've favor to ask
of you. Couldn't you-wouldn' your
sister be willing for YOU to appear at
her evenings now:'
This is niccr-anl so is all the rest
Of my world. Lydia's too much in
doors. I don't like to wear my best
clothes, Mr.. Hilliard.'
Try it. It's more fun than you
think Come down next time-please,
Miss Virginia. I can't grow young
again, and get back into your world.
You can put up your hair and put OH
a trailing skirt and-come into my
world. Miss Virginia."
Il really must co. She was on the
top step, her hand on the door. But
she could not escape him. He was at
her side in two leaps.
II should like to be in the same
world with YOU he said rapidly.
Miss Virginia, come down next time
will you? 1t will just mean that you
are willing to be friends-comrades-
in the same world. You don't know
how long I've been waiting for you
to get old enough for that
She was gone before the words were
fairly finished. Presently he was back
in the hot rooms and the crowd, faint
flush on his smooth cheek, and singu.
lar sparkle in his eyes.
When at last Lydia entertained
again. Hilliard found himself entering
the crowded rooms at the Dennings
with quicker pulse than any social
affair had ever caused him. AS the
evening drew to close and no Vir-
ginia came, be blamed himself for an
unwary hunter who had been follow
ing his game down the wind.
Louis" said Ted Denning's voice in
his ear, just as he had made up his
mind to go dejectedly home. ''come up
to my den for minute, will you?-or
you run up first, and Ill be along.
I've something 1 want to show YOU
Willingly enough, Hilliard escaped
to seek the familiar spot. He opened
the door unceremoniously-and stopped
with a rush of warm blood to his
heart. With a little cry Of discom-
fitted surprise, Virginia tried to pass
him. but his tall. broad-shouldeTed
figure filed the doorway, and he stood
still.
But was this Virginia-this lovely
woman with the blushing face, the
sweet bare neck and arms, the trailing
white garments? A transformed and
glorifed Virginia, then! He stared
at her, a joyful smile breaking over
his grave face. But with her head
bent down and turned aside, her hands
pulling a flmy scarf over
her shoulders, she was imploring like
a frightened child who has been caught
at mischief.
please let me 60 by, Mr.. Hilliard.
was not going down stairs-really l
was not. 1 just dressed up for fun
for-for Ted to see. lit was just for
fun
You didn't do It for me, then:"
He would not stand aside an inch.
He felt with thrill that her sudden
intense shyness was far more signif'
cant than her appearance down stairs
would have been. The thought swep4
him off his feet.
alNaSS Eheu W ulcSs ut' SoS
breathed. Its childish trick
You told ne you hated your bes2
clothes"
"I ov'-vehementiy.
'~rhen why did you put them on? =.
"I--you-Mr. Hilliard.' She raised
her head and tried to meet his looE:
with dignity, but the lashes fell befor"
the light in his eyes.
"virginia'-he took step forwarE
aud bent to whisper the words-'yoH
did Go it for me. oniy YOU didn't dare
down. Tell ME, wasn't it Sof
You were willing to be comrades afte1
comrades for while, Vir'
e;n:a-s!!l you ct used to it," ne acdecs
under his breath. '.'"''
Tcd's step was or the stairs. Hi"
li&"l turned and closed the door be.
hind him: he set his foot against ii.
Virginia looked UP appealingly-anH
found herself fo: one breathless n.c>
r2elt in lis ;iIiHs.
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