Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1904-12-02
NO. III.

lence, taking In long whiffs or the
soft air with sensuous delight. The
blurred, faint loneliness of 1t all be-
spoke fairyland. -.
He did not speak, but she knew that
he was watching her intently. With
a sort Of helpless, bewildered dlsmay
she realized that she was flushing like
a schoolgirl "A woman Of thirty
eight" she taunted herself savage
ly, thirty eight, thirty eight, thirty
eighth But 1t was no use. She flush
ed and flushed until she longod wild
ly for an earthquake, for any deliver
anoe that would rescue her from the
absurdity of her position. But none
came, and with lips that Quivered with
annoyance she tried to form some d.
verting impersonal remark.
A big. Arm hand closed over hers
and Stuart Barton looked down at her
like triumphant young god.
~ know what you are going to say"
he began, but it's no use. love you,
and I'm old enough to know my own
mind. This Is an exceptional case,
and there's no use Of your tormenting
yourself and me by bothertng about
outrages. am certainly going to mar
ry you, so you might just as well make
up your mind to It."
He paused for breath, and though
she eyed him In disdainful silence,
dangerous excitement, triumphant
happiness, danced In her blood, and
she dared not trust herself to speak.
"You love me-you know you do,
Aiice," he resumed sxultantly, and at
the protest that she tried her best to
make convincing he only laughed in
diligently. With shock 1t came to
her that he was right. She did love
him. When she spoke a moment later
her voice was very low and tense.
eve won't talk Of It any more now.
Stuart" she said, laying her hand on
his arm, but year from now, n you
feel the same-no don't interrupt!
You think you will, but you don't
know. Don't you suppose 4 IL hard
for meT And she looked straight in
his eyes with an expression he thought
to remember always. But youth has
ever a poor memory, and a year con-
tains 1865 days.
I'm going away Immediately" she
continued, with little break In her
voice, as she realized what life would
seem without him For a year shall
drop out of existence, 80 far rs you
are concerned. But at the end Of that
time
A year had passed and another had
begun before Stuart Barton found
himself again in that particular part
Of the park. AZ before, he was Ac-
companied by lady, young, proud
and superb looking, and az they seat
ed themselves ON the identical green
bench that he had occupied on a for
mer momentous occasion he awaited
anxiously for the reply that she had
promised him. Later the first furry
OF excitement over she looked at him
with an inquiring face.
"You were awfully attentive to that
Miss Milford last year." she remarked
tentatively. 81 always wondered what
you could see In woman 80 much
your senior"
CONSERVATION seized Barton Now
he knew why the spot had vaguely
haunted him; why II reminded him Of
something once vivid, but now forgot
ten His face went pale.
"she was Il lovely woman" no said
quietly.
"She doesn't know that gave him
to her" murmured Miss Milford when
she heard of her truant lovers en-
gagement to Miss Selwyn. Then as
two tears brimmed up In her eyes and
rolled down her cheeks she exclaimed
emphatically. you idiotr and then
her face went down to her hands.