The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1905-03-09

and she went to Rye for other guests,
and as the coachman won't too. was
assigned to meet you. At the last mo-
ment | couldn't find my own cape, so
picked up these and"
Thus misled me second time"
Miss Harlan glanced at the innocent
ly grave face beside her, and touched
the pony lightly with her whip.
81 call that downright brutal" she
announced, in tone which implied
more mirth than indignation.
Shall we proclaim truce?"
"Perhaps-I think we'd better If"
She hesitated, and looked at him de-
family.
"If what?"
IF you ask it."
well, suppose we both capitulate. "
with all the honors Of war;"
Certainly"
VERY we'll then"
Let's shake hands on it."
mot now" she laughed; "the pony's
too lively, and besides, we've already
done it-at least, you"
Remember the truce!"
Forgive mel almost forgot it."
The cart swung past the lodge gate
as they spoke, and the blue-stone scat
tered and crunched beneath the wheels
as they flew up the private roadway.
A few moments more and they were
in the CHEEKY hall. standing before a
blazing fire.
Mrs. Parsons and her daughter had
not yet returned, the butler told them
rs he busted himself with the tea
things.
Kennard helped Miss Harlan remove
her coat, which she hung over the back
of chair, shaking her finger at it
and moving her lips in pantomimic
disapproval. Little beads of mist still
clung to her hair. sparkling like tiny
jewels, and the damp atmosphere had
only served to deepen the healthy
glow of color in her cheeks. Kennard
thought Of the last time he had seen
her thus, crumpled jacket in her
hand and the white mist clinging to
her hair, but with no color in her face.
She glanced at him, and he knew the
same scene was before her. For an in
stant he feared she was about to speak
of it and thank him for something
just what, he did not know-but the
few words Mr.. Harlan had dropped
left an impression that for some rea-
son she wanted to thank him. He had
dreaded this moment and prepared for
1t, but now it was at hand he could
recall none of his plans for changing
the conversation. For few moments
neither of them spoke; then she turned
to him.
II shall always associate you," she
began grayely, I'm afraid | shall al
ways associate you with spoiled jack
cts"
He smiled gratefully.
WAS 1t ruined?"
Utterly"
The exclamation was comically
tragic.
1T was well you had presence Of
mind enough to use It," he observed
consolingly.
THAT was merely the animal in
stinct of self-preservation. Perhaps
not even that, for as | recall 1t, you
had no coat"
"Oh, you wrong me. It was the fore
man whom you saw in his shirt
sleeves"
She nodded comprehendingly.
You don't want to talk about It?
Very well. Only please don't try to
compliment me for involuntary ac-
tons. 1t makes me suspect that you
didn't mean Shall play the hostess
and pour tea?" she asked suddenly,
as the butler placed the low table be-
tween them. Kennard stretched out
his hand for the cup she offered him,
and as he took 1t, looked at her inquir-
ingly. There was a warning light Of
mischief In her eyes, and he withheld
his question till the servant left the
room.
THAT I didn't mean whatf" he
asked.
What you said"
"When?"
THAT day. Don't you remember
mot what ! said"
Dear me. that makes me still more
skeptical."
Miss Harlan tossed back q lock Of
hair from her forehead with slight
movement Of her head.
"akeptical ~ TO whatr he per-