The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1905-02-02
Bob had risen angrily. A determined
little hand pulled him back.

you desired me to tell you"
Judith he reprovsd sharply.
"And that wasn't ALL" and she fash
ed defiant eyes at him. She remember
ed how jealous he had been. Once she
laughed and asked him II he thought
the enamored air went signing after
her too. But that was when he had
really cared for her. Now he was try
ing to get rid OF her. II had numerous
other lovers at the Springs, Bob. It
may be''-she tapped gay little tune
with her fan-"that you might find
them diverting. There was Dave Cary
she assigned her little finger to him
'tand Fred Langles," the next finger
to him, both Of whom proposed to me
at the picnic ON the fourth day Of July.
Then there was Mr.. Greyner, who pro-
posed to me at the dance at Judge Biz
rows sons birthday-the son also pro-
posed for that matter. Dr.. Spaulding
set my wrist when I sprained It, and
when he dismissed me be asked me to
be bis wife. That's all the proposals I
had at the springs. There were five
more when l stopped to visit Lucy XII
dare on my way home" The man
made gesture of entreaV. Truly, he
had not dreamed Of 1t being this bad.
His heart felt like church on a week
day. How could he have ever been fool
enough to expect Judith to love him
against all these young men?
III you marry Travers"- It was a
cowardly subterfuge to get her away
from the others. His voice stuck. She
sat alert, with brilliant eyes.
If I marry Travers, whatF she ask
ed.
II don't know" miserably.
Il haven't exactly decided which one
shall marry" She leaned back Ian
guidly. She was pushing her hair back
and trying to pin it in place. Its real
ly very hard to make up ones mind,
Bob. It's the number Of them that con-
fuses me-" She laughed deliciously.
His hand frightened around his glass.
"Bob," the girl suddenly demanded,
whats that you told me once about
love lying deepT"
Could he release her? 1.-The hunger OF
a mans soul" kept running through his
head. Could he do It? Wasn't she in
crying need Of protector to shield her
from this very hunger?
"Bob"-she tossed him a rcse-"have
you forgotten the Hnesr
"Love neth Deep" he began.
"Iove dwells not in lip depths. Love
wraps his wings on either side the.
heart" There was q long silence.
Somehow the silences Of Bob were
more eloquent than all the lip talk Of
the others. She was beginning to un-
derstand. She thought vaguely OF
ships cut loose from their moofings.
She hated young men.
She remembered the first time she
ever saw him. She was doing skirt
dance before the long gilt mirror In
the back parlor. She turned to get q
sidewise view Of herself, and there In
the door he was calmly watching her.
The others were at the table. The oc-
casion was dinner party, and he had
committed the objectionable ofense OF
being late. That was the beginning.
He very much preferred staying with
her, he declared, II she didn't mind.
That was the night she started loving
him. Hadn't he spent weary hours
over the intricacies Of toe dancing TO
coach her? Didn't Bob always under
stand7 The thought that he: was just
across the table and not engaged to
her any more almost suiocated her.
She couldn't stand It -
'.Bob," she said, with all that peril
GUS youth shining in her eyes, have
you forgotten that toe dance you
taught me years agoY No with weary
resignation, be had not forgotten It;
'Bob," with cruel persistence, when
you told me that night that you had
rather stay with me than to 60 with
the old ladies, did you mean It. trulyT
Yes, he was sure he meant It truly.
The cafe was deserted Only Francois,
the waiter, lurked In the background.
and he couldn't speak English.
Bob" moving nearer and laying q
condding hand ON his arm; Bob, does
your love lie too deep for wordsT
There was a pleading quality In her
tones not to be resisted.
"Child!1 He was holding her chin IN
his most comforting hand and examin-
ing her eyes.
Jack Travers didn't kiss me, truly
she comforted, patting Bobs old gray
hairs tenderly. Francois had discreet
" Withdrawn, fully remunerated. He
said that before I told him about
about how I loved you'll told him
all about US, Bob But she didn't
finish. he understood. Bob always
understood.
"Child," be whispered, with eyes In
which youth had come home to I've
"you must be the Oldest person ON
earth. You are straight from the gar
den Of Eden, with youth that is fresh
and genuine and eternal. Yes, you are,
childr